Happy August,

We're in the middle of the school holidays here in England, and so writing and editing have fallen to the wayside for camping, days out, and trying to keep the house clean! (Joke... that last one is never going to happen during the holidays!)

But, and I'm very excited to share this, I have been getting on with book 3 in the Annie O'Malley series.

I know, I hear you cry, book two isn't even out yet! But it's being edited and when it's released I like to have a snippet of the next one to tempt you with. So scroll down to see a sneak peek at a part of the cover and find out more about book 3.

Also, as promised, there's a snippet of Foxton Girls, and a bevvy of crime thrillers to keep you going until October 1st when it will hit your kindles (other devices available!)

Take care

K.T.

Florence’s gaze flitted between the bedside clock and the man beside her. She loved him, she’d decided, not that it really mattered anymore as in precisely twelve minutes she would be dead. 

She thought she may as well make the most of the time she had left. Flipping over on to her stomach, Florence let her hand trace a path over the scars on the man’s naked torso. She felt him shiver and wake.  

“You’re still here? What time is it?” he said, his voice thick with sleep.

“Ten to,” Florence replied.

Ten minutes.

She stretched her arms out and tried to roll on top of him. He pushed her away gently and eased himself up on to his elbows. The bed creaked under the shifting weight of his body. 

“Go home.”

Eight minutes.

The man dropped his legs out of the covers and perched on the edge of the bed; his head held in his hands, palms covering his eyes. His nails were bitten to the quick, the skin at the edges rough and red, peeling away from their flattened nail plates. After a moment he stood. He padded his way in the dark to the door, a sliver of light peeking in under the threshold illuminated the floor by his feet. More scars twinkled white against his tan. The light flooded the room as he opened the door.

“Please, Florence. Go home.”

Four minutes.

Florence gathered up her clothes and slipped into them without a word. 

One minute.

She stepped out of the dark room and didn’t look back.

Midnight.

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Over thirty thrillers and suspense stories to chose from. What are you waiting for?

Find out more!

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And so here we are, the part cover reveal of my third book in the Annie O'Malley Series.

It's a sneak peek to give you an idea of what's to come in

WE ALL FALL DOWN.

Available to pre-order from October 1st, publication date TBC.

Until next time,

K.T.

Books by KT Galloway.

Corn Dolls

Foxton Girls