I adore Paris. I love the French. I love the food. I love the wine, the general atmosphere of bonhomie and a warm welcome to all. When the tragic events of the 13th of November occurred, romance author, the lovely Ava Miles, reached out to authors who had written/were writing an uplifting story based in Paris. A story depicting the beauty of the city. Ava wanted to raise funds to help victims and their families and to support peace. Six authors, plus Ava and moi, all leapt at the chance to celebrate the wonderful City of Paris and to support the French Red Cross who has been on the front lines helping the victims.


Come and join all of the authors in celebrating this beautiful city and the magic that can always be found there.


Love and hugs,

Christine XX

Pre-order for HER RULES out now and exclusive extract

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It’s been a busy week in the MACKENZIE household.

Like everyone else we’re shocked that it’s only four short weeks until the fat man in the red suit slides down the chimney. Where did autumn go?

For once I’m ahead of the game with my book releases, she says.

The first book of the Ludlow Hall off-shoot series, Ludlow Nights – HIS RULES, is gathering amazing reviews.

“I loved Anastacia and Olivier. Like all of CC’s heroines she had spunk! Olivier reminded me soo much of Nico sometimes I must admit I wanted to reach into the book and smack some sense into him, but through it all you just know his hearts in the right place, his machismo just gets in his way sometimes. I laughed each time she put him in his place as I pictured a puzzled expression on his face while he tried to figure out what he’d said wrong this time!

Anastacia faced some very difficult times growing up and it’s made her a very strong woman. There were a couple of scenes that brought me to tears as she came face to face with her past, I don’t want to give away any spoilers so I’ll leave it at that.

I can’t wait for the next book to come out!”

Readers are loving more Nico and Bronte (Nico is a gift as a character and a joy to write) and they’ve fallen hard for Olivier and Anastacia. Their journey to the land of happy-ever-after is proving to be a rocky one.

And their story continues in HER RULES. It’s full of laughs and many challenges as they move the advertising shoot to Paris. Unfortunately, everything that can go wrong does go wrong. Mix a professional disaster with a personal crisis and Anastacia is ready to swing for a certain someone.

Daniella Pebbles is with her best pal in Paris, too, covering fashion week. She meets her Waterloo (pardon the pun) in the city of love when one Pascale Wolfe decides that she belongs to him. Unfortunately for Pascale, Dani’s having none of it, and so the fun begins.

And T.C.’s in Paris, too. Will she finally meet the one? Or will she find herself in very hot water? Read the story and see.

Here’s the blurb:

Style guru Danni Pebbles is in the stunning city of Paris for fashion week and discovers that the powerful and wealthy Pascale Wolfe has more on his mind than business – but, given her past, that makes Danni even more determined to keep him at arms length.

One woman stood out, a fragile rose, among hot-house blooms at the show in Paris fashion week. Imaginative,  innovative and shy – Daniela Pebbles is nothing like any woman wealthy designer Pascale Wolfe has ever known. The cynical Frenchman was determined to discover why Daniela wanted to keep him at arm’s length. But, given her past, could Pascale really convince Daniela that their night of passion could become a lifetime together?



Anastacia rose and moved to the window to stare down at the busy river Seine flowing through Paris. Oh, it stuck in her craw that her boss had had to clean up her mess. It was the first time she’d failed so spectacularly, and she had no intention of ever repeating the incredibly humbling experience.

“Ana…” Olivier took a step towards her. Anastacia hardened herself, and her stupid emotions, against what she knew was coming.

“I can’t do this with you.” She faced him, took the hit to the heart, but for once in her pitiful life listened to her head. “In fact I won’t do it. Let’s just keep our relationship professional. Get the job done. Go our own way.”

He stood utterly still.

Any flicker of warmth in his eyes for her now gone.

“If that is what you want.”

“It is what I want.”

She told herself to just hold it together.

She could do this.


When he shifted to take another step toward her, she held up her hand in the universal signal to halt.

He stopped dead.

Logic in total control now, she spoke,

“I want my life back. I want me back. I want the life I had before you were in it. I was happy then. I’m not happy now. I want a life where I’m not abused on social media. I want a life where people don’t care if I’m too fat or too thin, too tall, too short. Where people don’t care about my hair or whether my breasts are my own. Where I am not measured by what my boyfriend does for a living.” Her steps were jerky as she stalked to the window and back again. Her hands thrust through her curls to her scalp, gripped and pulled. “Jesus, all this nonsense, all this hassle because of football. It’s crazy!”

She took a deep and cleansing breath, desperately trying to ignore how grave, how devastated and how shocked he looked.

Her eyes found his and held firm as she said, “So… I’m stepping off the crazy.”

“I did not handle today well,” he said, his deep voice a rumble in his chest. And she could see by his face how much that admission had cost him. But she refused to listen to the clarion call of her heart. A heart begging her to forgive and to forget. Eyes fixed on her face, he continued, “I did not realize how much the negative attention of my fans has affected you…”

Her double hand-swipe through the air had him stop again in his tracks.

Was he serious?

“Yes, you did know, because I told you time and time again. But you just shrugged it off as part of the circus that is your life. That circus is not my life, Olivier. I knew it going in. I knew it was a mistake to get involved with you while trying to work together. I knew it and I did it anyway.”

All of it, every single part of the mess they were in, was all her own damned fault.

She refused to acknowledge how sad, how pale, he looked.

His Adam’s apple bobbed in his throat. “So, this is it?”

“Earlier this evening you dumped me. You made your feelings crystal clear,” she reminded him with a bite to her tone.

He nodded. “I was upset…”

“Yeah, well, we’re both upset. Let’s for once be adults about this.”

A wave of exhaustion swept over her and washed away all the conflict, all the anger, leaving her feeling nothing but empty.

His dark eyes burned into hers and she thought, Here we go, he’s going to fight.

“I will not give you up.”

She merely raised her brows.

“You do not get to choose my future. I do.”




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And if you missed HIS RULES – here are the links:


I’ve already begun BREAK THE RULES, which is out early 2016 so stay tuned.

And I know you’re all waiting for the next Ludlow Hall story, A Daddy For Daisy – I can confirm that I’m writing the story right now, and it’s rocking! Do I hear a YAY? So glad I waited until my head was in the right place for Janine and Josh’s tale. There is no way I could ever release a book unless it was the very best work I can do. I can confirm that I’ll be sharing an exclusive cover reveal with you guys along with the blurb very soon.

AND I’ll have some Vampyre news, too.

Right, back to the grindstone.

Love and Hugs,

Christine XX

Vive La France!


After the haunting images from Paris in the last few days, I’ve delayed sharing the news of a new release. To be honest, it simply feels all wrong to celebrate when our hearts are utterly broken by the vivid and tragic images of futures demolished and families left stunned by an event they couldn’t possibly have thought would ever happen to them.

My thoughts and prayers are for the victims and their families and for the people of France and Europe and the world. All of us are just numb with grief.

However, stories are emerging of great acts of heroism and generosity by Parisians who were beyond kind to strangers in need. The people who opened their doors to survivors and offered shelter. The man who used his body to cover the head of a woman who was a stranger to him, a woman about to be shot. The Italian men who helped two Scottish girls hide in a basement under the concert stage – a scene of carnage – and refused to tell them what the murderers were saying in French to the police, “It is better you don’t know.”

And the whispered last words of love between a young couple who died in the concert hall has shown that the animals who shot them in cold blood were not their last thought as together they drew their final breath. Their thoughts were for their loved ones.

Reflecting on the outpouring of love and support to the victims and their families and to the people of France, it is clear to me that the people who perpetrated such an atrocity will never win. Never.

Feel free to share your thoughts, I welcome comments that support the victims and their families. But be aware that this blog is not a place for political or religious rants.

Hugs and love,

Christine x




Greetings my lovelies,

This summer I took a break from the keyboard to take time to heal a heart broken by bereavement. The journey to wellness continues and with the help of a wonderful woman, Debra Holland MS PhD, I’m learning to understand and accept feelings that have at times overwhelmed me and paralysed my creativity.

But this is me all y’all are dealing with and nothing ever keeps this writer down for long. I’m hoping to finish HER RULES in a few days. The book’s in final revision/edits. I’ll give you guys the cover reveal and taster next week. As soon as the work has gone through formatting and proofing by the awesome Jennifer Lewis Oliver, I’m diving into A Daddy For Daisy. Do I hear a Yay? Writing Daisy’s story has been a challenge because I was right in the middle of a heavy scene in the book when my mother died. And to be honest every time I read it through I’m an emotional wreck. But nothing worthwhile is ever easy, so I plan to hunker down in my office with scented candles and boxes of tissues to get me through it. If there’s one thing I’ve learned is that we cannot avoid the hard stuff, ever. And as Debra says, ‘You can use the emotions and the journey in your writing to help others.’  Amen to that.

Right, on to the reason for the title of this post, which some of you are probably thinking is a tricky piece of click-bait. Not so!!! If all y’all are sitting comfortably, I shall begin……

A couple of nights ago my fingers were doing a happy dance across the keyboard writing a fun scene from HER RULES. (It’s a pure joy being back in my happy place.) H knocked the door and popped his head in to see if it was safe to enter (in spite of a big red sign saying KEEP OUT) *Eye-roll* He had a huge grin on his face, so I surmised whatever he had to say was good news.

“What’s up?” I asked.

He made himself nice and comfy in a sofa chair and the grin morphed into a toothy smile.

“You’ve gotta read this. It’s a pretty intense review for Reckless Nights In Rome in Amazon, India.”

Now with almost fourteen books published and six in the pipeline, I have a policy – set in stone – that after the first few reviews of a new release (just to make sure my readers are happy bunnies) I don’t read reviews. And neither does H, usually. His job is to keep a track of number crunching a variety of data feeds. But for some reason what was happening in India had caught his eye and the way he was laughing I feared the worst. My heart sank.

“Is it crap?”

He shook his head and now his blue eyes were dancing.

“Nope. Four stars. But you have got to read it. I’ve sent you the link.”

A little bit narked that I had to leave a good bit in my work in progress, I did as I was told and went into my emails and clicked on the link.


Those awesome readers in India sure do their homework when they leave a review. Not only did the reviewer analyse the character traits of the hero and heroine, but she’d researched me, too. Bloody hell. So then it was on to the story. I’m not going to copy and paste the whole thing here, but the part that caught my eye and had tickled H was this sentence:

“A woman’s orgasm has never been so well explained in any of the books I have read till now.”


I blinked and read it again.


I did that?


“Gosh, that’s simply amazing,” I said feeling proud.

My man blinked like a camel in a sand storm.

“Er, I think I had a hand in your orgasmic education.”

This might be TMI for some of you, but once we realized what he said we haven’t laughed so hard for so long in months.

Gotta love him.

Please feel free to share with the world a piece of writing that hit the spot for you. Keep it clean. And it doesn’t need to be about intimacy. It can be about anything that touched you, in a good way.

Big Hugs,

Christine XX


For those of you struggling (I’m sending you virtual hugs) to cope with the ravages of loss, grab The Essential Guide To Grief and Grieving by Debra Holland  MS PhD (who also writes a fabulous historical western romance series).

New Release – Ludlow Nights – His Rules

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Hi guys!

Where have you been? I hear all y’all ask. I’ve been writing and just to prove it, I’ve a new release out now. This book is the first of six in a new franchise, Ludlow Nights. All the stories are a fast-paced, hilarious and sexy. I had the best time writing Olivier and Anastacia’s story. The characters virtually leapt into my mind fully-formed – a rare and precious thing. The last time it happened was with Nico and Bronte. And we meet them again in these stories! I hope you enjoy reading the story as much as I enjoyed writing it.


“Though She Might Be But Little, She Is Fierce”….. Shakespeare

Ambitious, workaholic Anastacia Morgan runs Ferranti Communications with a cool-head and an iron will. Her latest project is ensuring sports star Olivier Conti does what he’s told in a series of adverts. Olivier is impossible with a huge ego she’s made up her mind to ignore. His smile may do wonderful things to her libido, but Ana is determined to succeed where other women fail and resist the gorgeous soccer star.

However, in this game there are no rules and Olivier’s never missed a penalty, yet.


I’m beyond thrilled that iBooks have given me a special pre-order system for the Ludlow Nights series. Next up is HER RULES  and BREAK THE RULES and you can grab the books coming this year here:


Christine X

News Flash! Meet me in London?

What are you guys doing in London on Thursday April 16th and 17th?  Would you like to meet me? If so join me at:

1. The London Book Fair at Olympia on Thursday 16th April at 12.45 where I’m talking about self-publishing with KOBO –  for details click HERE


2.   Kobo’s FREE London Book Signing Event Friday, April 17th, 2:30 p.m.

      For details click HERE 


If you are going to be in the area, please drop me a line HERE so that I can keep a look out for you and I have some goodies, too. (Nothing like bribery).  I’d LOVE to meet you guys in the flesh, so to speak!!

Christine XX

“One Day, I Want To Write A Book”


This is a long post, so grab a coffee or a glass of wine, settle down and relax.

You know, I can remember the exact moment I said those words. I was ten and an avid Enid Blyton fan. Who remembers The Famous Five? I read them all, again and again and again… well, you get the picture. At eleven I found Elinor M. Brent-Dyer. Who remembers The Chalet School books? Read them, too, until they were in tatters.



Then I went to High School and over the years was force-fed Herman Melville, Joseph Conrad, Albert Canus, Donald Rawley and of course Mr. Shakespeare. Many authors are much loved but my favourite author of all time, the one who really sparked my imagination, the one whose characters made me laugh and cry and read her books again and again was the fantabulous Georgette Heyer. One of her best has to be The Grand Sophy – still makes me laugh out loud.



During this time I wrote a descriptive essay that made my English teacher, Mr. Henderson, cry, in a good way. He read it to the class (I was so embarrassed my face was radioactive) and the story made two of my mortal enemies cry, too. (I defy any fifteen year old girl not to have the odd nemesis in her life.) And Mr. Henderson said I should seriously think of becoming a writer. My parents immediately vetoed that brilliant idea, nipping it brutally in the bud, by stating that, ‘Writers make no money, honey, and we cannot afford to keep you. Become a shorthand/typist and live in the real world.’ So I did, which is why I can touch-type at over 100wpm. (Ha!) Karma, as they say, is a beetch.

And so, I scribbled stories, lots of stories. Mainly about love (I’d hit puberty and had strict parents who banned boys) so I wrote about my ‘perfect man’ (Ha!) and listened to David Bowie and Bryan Ferry (loved Bryan). As for books, I found romances, lots of romances and paranormal/fantasy, lots of those, too. Then I fell into international banking (trade finance) and met H, got married and had three children, dabbled in many things. Travelled the world. But right at the back of my mind I kept thinking, ‘One day, I want to write a book.’

By this time I was reading thrillers and fantasy like Eric Van Lustbader and devouring every single thing he wrote.


Then we were back home in the UK, H had retired early (due to overseas service) and I joined a multi-national construction company. Wrote a ‘How-to’ book for sales staff that the staff, strangely enough, enjoyed because it was ‘chatty’ and ‘funny’ and ‘relevant.’  And all the while I was thinking, ‘One day, I want to write a book.’ The construction company was sold, the recession was knocking at the door, I was implementing change in the company, stressed and overworked.

So H sat me down and said, ‘What do you want to do?’ and, you guessed it, I said, ‘One day, I want to write a book.’ He looked me dead in the eye and said, ‘Then do it. You’ll be good at it.’

How’s that for confidence?

So, then the decision became, ‘What will I write?’ And more importantly, ‘What sort of reader will I write it for?’

My first ever serious attempt was a fantasy about mages and witches and alternate realities. It didn’t have a title. But it did have a ten year old hero and dark and gothic castles, blood feuds, demons – blah, blah, blah. Then I wrote a short ghost story about a banshee, which was so bloody and gothic and horror-filled I actually scared myself. But I was so gripped and excited and tormented by the thing that I knew right then writing a story was what I wanted to do. But I wanted to do it well. And so began the intensive journey of applying myself to learn my craft, including how to edit. This was 2009.

After many pitiful attempts at fantasy and a complex futuristic vampyre paranormal (the first chapter and pivotal moment finaled in The Romance Junkies competition in the USA) I decided to write a romance. After all, I thought, how hard could it be?




It didn’t take long to discover that there’s a hell of a lot more to this romance business than meets the eye. A lot more. So I joined an online writer’s group. And we set ourselves goals and tasks and scenes and swapped stories about our characters. The girls were ruthlessly honest but great fun. Through those wonderful and generous women, I joined Harlequin’s on-line forums where the editors run tons of wannabe author competitions where thousands (yes, thousands) of readers can vote and comment honestly. Competitions like ‘The first 1,000 words of a contemporary/sweet romance’ and ‘A 3,000 word pivotal moment of romantic suspense.’  But, best of all, were the online workshops run by their bestselling romance authors – most of whom were USA Today and New York Times Bestselling romance authors – and these girls knew the romance genre inside out. They shared techniques. They answered seriously dumb questions and gave honest feedback with a generosity of spirit that I came to realise is prevalent in the romance industry. As for the fans, well, all I can say is that they are THE most voracious readers and utterly loyal when they find a writer they like.

And so we come to ‘So You Think You Can Write?’ competitions and ‘New Voices.’  Of course, I entered those (under the name Scottygirl) and had lovely feedback. And I found amazing friends that I still have today, among them finalists. Meanwhile, I was writing scenes. Scenes that had to grab the reader. I experimented with manipulating reader emotions, making the reader laugh (came second). Then I wrote a heart-wrenching scene about a young widow of two years who has a one night stand with a hot Spaniard (came joint first. I won author Tessa Radley and she spoke to me all the way from New Zealand to give me writing advice – I’ll never forget it. It’s still a highlight of my life. She said she’d buy everything I wrote. Gulp.) Then I finaled in two more competitions, one where I made readers cry. I felt I was finally getting somewhere. Time to submit the first three chapters of my book I was polishing to such a shine it could be seen from outer space. It took six long months to receive a reply. A rejection. But it was a good rejection because it was two pages long and told me exactly what to improve and to please re-submit. So I knuckled down to re-write it and…. got breast cancer.


Now, to most people breast cancer is pretty devastating news. Don’t get me wrong – it was more than devastating to me and my family. I had a long road ahead. BUT, overnight I lost the fear of failure. I don’t think I’ve ever written so much so fast before or since. Everything that was buried deep in my subconscious spilled onto the page. Everything. Meanwhile, I underwent half a dozen operations and began treatments. When I couldn’t type, I wrote in journals in bed. H used to find me switching on the light in the middle of the night and scribbling like a demon because an ‘idea’ or ‘a plot twist’ had entered my mind and I just had to ‘get it down’ because believe me, when we wake in the morning our mind is empty.


It was during this time that the Italian Nico Ferranti sprang to life in my head as a three dimensional character as did Bronte Ludlow and her pal Rosie (about whom, the editor of the publisher I’d submitted the work to who read the first three chapters said to ‘tone Rosie right down’.) So I worked on Nico’s back-story, what or who had made him the man he was today? What age was he when the worst thing that could happen to a child happened? What are his strengths? Weaknesses? Goals? And I did the same with Bronte. Poor Bronte, God love her, I killed her parents; her fiancé betrayed her; she lost her family home; she discovered her father was not her father; she had endometriosis, which meant maybe no children. She was beautiful, but couldn’t see it. She hated her breasts, etc., etc. BUT I made her resilient, she set up her own business with her pal Rosie and they triumphed; she wasn’t looking for love; she fell out with her (half) brother because she wanted to reach out to her real father; she stood up to Nico who wanted to buy the home left to her by her mother; she was her own woman and she rocked!


And so the time came to send the entire re-written book to the publisher. However, there’s a twist to the tale. During the time of my return to health and re-writing the story, in the United States of America, a movement had been born. Independent authors. I’d been following a couple of bloggers who were talking about it, especially J.A. Konrath & Co. Interesting, I thought. At the same time the publishing industry was going through (still is) a seismic change. Did I, I wondered, have the time to wait, maybe six to twelve months for a publisher to get back to me? And after I spoke to some Big Name independent romance authors who were ‘breaking through’ and took their advice, I decided I didn’t have the time to waste. H and I talked and talked and talked for weeks, did our due diligence and H said he’d format and deal with the technical side of submitting digital books to the distributors, accounting and the tax authorities. In the meantime two romance editors I’d met on-line offered to edit and proof my book. So, on the 12th April 2012 we published Reckless Nights In Rome. To say we were petrified would be putting it mildly. I didn’t worry about the book or what was happening to it, got my head down and wrote A Stormy Spring and then Run Rosie Run and they were both published by Christmas 2012. That Christmas Reckless was a perma-free and Stormy and Rosie were all in the top ten of iBooks in thirty countries and selling in Barnes and Noble and doing well in And that’s when I found my readers. Readers who buy everything I write. Everything. Each story is written with them at the front and centre of everything I do.


Some of you who are reading this have followed the ups and downs of the journey. In 2014 I had a sudden bereavement and a couple of health challenges connected to cancer treatment. But all the while I’ve never stopped writing, even if I had almost a year of not publishing new stories. My readers have been patient and loving and understanding and I want to thank each and every one.


It’s also true to say that as authors we don’t work in a bubble of one. My covers are done by Frauke and Gabrielle Prendergast who also designed the CC MACKENZIE brand. Formatting, distribution, sales accounting, invoicing and Chief Operating Officer of More Press is H. Author Engine, particularly Jennifer Lewis Oliver and Greg Carrico are awesome.

CC MACKENZIE now has ten books published in the Ludlow Hall franchise. This year there are the first books of a new Ludlow Nights series, books that are fun and fast pace with laugh out loud moments. The first of which, His Rules, is under the New Adult romance genre, will be available free and exclusive to my mailing list for a short time, with more to come. Four, yes four, vampyre books, the first and second out together on 28th March with book three on pre-order coming at the end of April and book four on pre-order coming at the end of May with more to follow. Plus A Daddy For Daisy – date to be advised. More short novels, but they’re a surprise. I love surprising readers.

I’ve truly been blessed by the support of generous authors who write in a variety of genres (not only romance) – Diane Capri, Jillian Dodd, Steena Holmes, Ruth Cardello, Marie Force, Lindsay J. Pryor, Natalie G. Owens, Dana Delamar, Kristine Cayne, Stacey Joy Netzel, L.C. Giroux, Liz Matis and Katherine Bone.

More recently I was part of a group of authors who wrote a continuity series based in the Island of Eden a world written and created by Lauren Hawkeye. This month we published an Eden boxed set with contributions by Lauren, me, Avery Aster, Opal Carew, Steena Holmes, Mari Carr, Cathryn Fox, Eliza Gayle, Adriana Hunter, Roni Loren, Sharon Page, Daire St. Denis and Elena Aitken.

On the night of Wednesday 18th April 2015 something amazing happened, we made the USA Today Bestsellers list. So now I can say I’m a USA Today Bestselling author. The reason I’m sharing this is not to toot my own horn, but to encourage those who don’t believe they can follow their dreams to – Go For It!


So tell me, what are your innermost dreams and what are you doing to make them come true?


Big hugs,

Christine XX







Hello, my darlings,

I’m thrilled to announce that fourteen of us who wrote a story for The Invitation To Eden continuity series, have come together to bring a boxed set of linked stories set in the island of Eden. Plus, an exclusive bonus story by best selling author, Lauren Hawkeye! And all for $0.99cents!


The Bad Boys of Eden box set is your one-way ticket to the ultimate escape, with 14 sensual stories to sate and satisfy your appetite for alphas, bad boys, heroes, bikers, adventure, love, lust, and more!

The island of Eden knows what you want, all you need to do is find what it has waiting for you.

Available now!


My contribution to the set is Delicious and Deadly. See below:





Christine XX


Greetings everyone.

As many of you know I write a futuristic paranormal series, The Vampyre Legal Chronicles.  Last year I had a lengthy discussion with my editors on the way forward and where the series was going and we realised that the two stories already published needed to be expanded to take into account the futuristic world I was building and scenes re-written. So we took the books down from all distributors.

I’ve spent the last nine months re-writing and expanding all the books and very soon will have three full length stories. Yay!!! The plan is to have nine books in this series and I’m taking all y’all on a roller-coaster ride from the present day into the future. And that’s all I’m saying! I’m so excited about this project.

Here’s the blurb and the cover reveal!





Get ready to enter the world of The Vampyre Legal Chronicles. A world that’s a wondrously realized magical reality, where dark heroes fight to protect the women they love, and us.
Get ready to take part in a battle without end.
Get ready to escape…

Take one broodingly hot vampyre. Add one gorgeous New Born. And this is just the beginning…

Anais Walker has one passion – Law.

And one goal – a glittering career with Gillespie, Pattullo & Hindmarch.

Success is so close she can taste it.

Until a lamentable slip of concentration jeopardises a billion dollar deal with the Chinese in Shanghai.

Is Anais about to lose it all?

Famously ruthless corporate lawyer Marcus Gillespie has two secrets.

He’s a Vampyre Prince.

And after two hundred and thirty years he’s found the woman for him.

She’s beautiful, smart and with a body to die for. After six months of mentoring Anais, the time has come to move her from the boardroom to the bedroom. And when Anais makes a costly mistake, Marcus has the gorgeous lawyer just where he wants her…

But although passions run hot in the bedroom, Anais refuses to give her heart or commit to a future not of her choosing. When an ancient enemy arrives in Shanghai with bad news, Marcus finds himself in a race against time not only to win her heart, but her life…

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The release date is 28th March!

Christine X 


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Click on the links to buy here:



Greetings of the season to one and all!

So, I was writing the first story of my new Ludlow Hall franchise called LUDLOW NIGHTS, His Rules, when I noticed more than few messages from readers asking me if I was writing a Ludlow Hall Christmas story for them. Initially, my response was ‘No’ because I didn’t have time. And then I thought, ‘To hell with it. I’ll write them a story.’ And here it is! I outlined Marc’s story about six months ago and decided to use his character for a Christmas tale. I LOVED writing about bad boy made good Marc Atelier, head of security for the Ferranti Group. And head receptionist of Ludlow Hall, Elena Margaret Mary Kennedy, the youngest of seven siblings and the only girl. As she says herself, Elena runs her department with the light touch of a feather duster, she’s my kind of girl. AND it was a good way for me to introduce the Kennedy family to readers! Yes, there will a lot more to come from this family. And I can hear the cheers from here.

Here’s the blurb:

Charismatic Marc Atelier, head of security of the Ferranti Group, has arrived at Ludlow Hall hot on the trail of a corporate spy.
Yet, from the moment he focused his intense blue eyes on head receptionist, Elena Kennedy, neither of them can deny the heat of an attraction that’s about to burn out of control.
But there’s more to Elena than meets the eye… And Marc likes what he sees…a lot.
I hope you enjoy the story!
And I

want to wish all y’all Happy Holidays!
Christine XX