Dangerous Tides at Brightwater Bay: Part three in the sparkling new series by Holly Hepburn!
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On paper, Merina Wilde has it all: a successful career writing the kind of romantic novels that make even the hardest hearts swoon, a perfect carousel of book launches and parties to keep her social life buzzing, and a childhood sweetheart who thinks she’s a goddess. But Merry has a secret: the magic has stopped flowing from her fingers. Try as she might, she can’t summon up the sparkle that makes her stories shine. And as her deadline whooshes by, her personal life falls apart too. Alex tells her he wants something other than the future she’d always imagined for them and Merry finds herself single for the first time since – well, ever.
Desperate to get her life back on track, Merry leaves London and escapes to the windswept Orkney Islands, locking herself away in a secluded clifftop cottage to try to heal her heart and rediscover her passion for writing. But can the beauty of the islands and the kindness of strangers help Merry to fool herself into believing in love again, if only long enough to finish her book? Or is it time for her to give up the career she’s always adored and find something new to set her soul alight?
?The brand new series from Holly Hepburn, author of A Year at the Star and Sixpence. Parts one to four in the new series are available to pre-order now: BROKEN HEARTS AT BRIGHTWATER BAY, SEA BREEZES AT BRIGHTWATER BAY, DANGEROUS TIDES AT BRIGHTWATER BAY and SUNSET OVER BRIGHTWATER BAY
~*~Praise for Holly Hepburn~*~
'A fresh new voice, brings wit and warmth to this charming tale of two sisters' Rowan Coleman
'Warm, witty and laced with intriguing secrets! I want to pull up a bar stool, order a large G&T and soak up all the gossip at the Star and Sixpence!' Cathy Bramley
'You'll fall in love with this fantastic new series from star of women's fiction, Holly Hepburn. Filled to the brim with captivating characters and fantastic storylines in a gorgeous setting ... simply wonderful. I want to read more!' Miranda Dickinson
'The Star and Sixpence sparkles with fun, romance, mystery, and a hunky blacksmith. It's a real delight' Julie Cohen
'Like the dream pub landlady who always knows exactly what you want, Holly Hepburn has created the most delightful welcome to what promises to be a brilliant series, in the first Star and Sixpence. The sisters are warm and intriguing, the neighbours are (mostly!) friendly and the gossip is utterly addictive. I was very sad when it was time for last orders, and am already looking forward to the next round. Especially if a certain blacksmith happens to be at the bar...' Kate Harrison
'Warm, witty and utterly charming, Snowdrops at the Star and Sixpence is the perfect book to curl up with on a cold winter's day. It left me with the most wonderful happy glow' Cally Taylor
'A super sparkling star of a story and I can’t wait for part two’ Alexandra Brown
Holly Hepburn
Holly Hepburn is the author of seven novels including The Little Shop of Hidden Treasures, Coming Home to Brightwater Bay, and A Year at the Star and Sixpence. Follow her on twitter at @HollyH_Author.
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Dangerous Tides at Brightwater Bay - Holly Hepburn
Chapter One
Merry thought she was going to die.
Her lungs were on fire, her heart was thudding and her legs – well, her legs felt as though they belonged to someone else. She was eleven miles into the Orkney half-marathon and it felt like eleven thousand.
Why had she ever thought she could do this, she wondered as her muscles burned with built-up lactic acid. She could be safely tucked away in her clifftop croft right now, working on a story with a mug of steaming coffee, instead of wondering whether she was going to need CPR from one of the paramedics she’d seen at intervals along the side-lines. The burst of euphoria she’d felt at seven miles felt like a distant dream, and it didn’t help that her practically octogenarian neighbour, Sheila, had abandoned her shortly afterwards, declaring her ‘a wee bit too slow’. And it helped even less that her other running buddy seemed to be taking the ridiculously hilly course completely in his stride – although the fact that he was a 6’5" Viking probably gave him an advantage.
Merry puffed her hair away from her damp forehead and glared at Magnús. ‘Are you actually human? How come you don’t look like a sweaty tomato on legs?’
‘Nobody looks like a tomato on legs,’ he replied, in an even-breathed tone that suggested he was out for a Sunday stroll instead of a gruelling half- marathon. ‘And I am sweating – you just can’t see it under my beard.’
She fired a disbelieving glance his way. His long blond hair was tucked into a smooth man-bun and his golden beard was glistening in the May sunshine. It could be perspiration that made it seem as though he was glowing with health and vitality, she thought as she forced her legs to keep pounding the unforgiving tarmac beneath her feet. Or it could be some god-like power he was keeping to himself.
‘You’re doing so well,’ Magnús said encouragingly. ‘Just a little bit further.’
Biting back a rude response, Merry dug deep and tried to focus on keeping a steady pace. When she’d first agreed to join Sheila on one of her runs along the clifftops around Brightwater Bay, she’d had no idea it would lead to this madness. Yet, somehow, she’d found herself going for longer and longer, supposedly to keep Sheila company, but her neighbour was a lifelong runner and often left her behind, and before Merry knew it, she’d been entered into the Orkney half-marathon. Now here she was, with burgeoning blisters on both feet, despite her moisture-wicking socks, and a toenail that felt suspiciously loose. Magnús was probably right, there might only be a comparatively short distance to go, but it felt like it would take forever. And she was fast running out of energy. Her legs were leaden and every step was like wading through treacle. Her pace was definitely dropping.
She fumbled in the tiny pocket of her running trousers and dug out a handful of jellybeans. The enormous bowl of porridge she’d had before the race had been burned up miles ago and she knew her body must be craving more fuel. Beside her, Magnús adjusted his stride to match hers.
‘This is the worst bit,’ he said. ‘But look – there is the twelve-mile marker. Only just over a mile to go.’
A wave of heaviness washed over Merry; a mile was still a long way. She’d been stupid to think she could do this – she was a writer, not a runner. And surely no one would blame her if she stopped now. It wasn’t supposed to be this hard.
‘I remember my first big run,’ Magnús went on, his tone irritatingly conversational. ‘It was a marathon around Reykjavik and I clearly recall thinking it would be the death of me.’
Merry gritted her teeth. Did he have to sound so cheerful when talking about impending death? ‘Obviously it wasn’t.’
‘No, it wasn’t,’ he agreed. ‘But at around twenty-three miles, I hit the wall and almost gave up. My legs ached, my head hurt and I had a most uncomfortable case of nipple chafe.’
The last few words were so unexpected that Merry laughed in spite of herself, a hoarse, wheezy gasp that turned into a snort. At least she didn’t have chafed nipples to contend with, thanks to the some fairly rigorous sports-bra research.
‘I’d just decided enough was enough when I realized someone had started running beside me,’ Magnús continued, as though she hadn’t reacted. ‘It was an old man – or at least he seemed old to me at the time. I found out later he was sixty-one. He didn’t speak or try to make eye contact, he simply ran next to me in silence for about five minutes while I puffed and grimaced and struggled with every step. And then he glanced over and said, I hope you don’t mind me joining you. I find this part of the race especially hard and having someone to run with helps me get through it.
’
Merry wanted to roll her eyes but wasn’t sure she had the strength. ‘That sounds like exactly the kind of mind-games Sheila would try,’ she managed. ‘Are they related?’
Magnús smiled. ‘Part of me knew what he was doing, of course, but it gave me something to cling to; a reason to keep going. And before I knew it, we’d passed the twenty-four-mile marker and suddenly the fog seemed to lift. I found some energy and my legs felt lighter – although my nipples still rubbed.’ He gave her a sideways look. ‘My companion told me to use Vaseline next time. It turned out that was his forty-second marathon.’
The tightness in Merry’s calf muscles made her feet drag as she battled to keep moving forward. No doubt Magnús meant well by sharing evidence that he’d once been a mere mortal, but having him there to witness her humiliation and failure wasn’t helping at all. She was a sodden mess of pain and perspiration; even her eyeballs were sweating, for god’s sake.
‘If this were any kind of a decent story, he’d have vanished as you crossed the finish line,’ she panted, licking her parched lips. ‘And you’d have discovered he’d died the night before but wanted to complete one last race before joining his ancestors.’
‘That would be a better ending,’ Magnús conceded. ‘But instead we went for a post-race drink and I woke up the next day wearing someone else’s coat, with no idea how I’d got home. My finishing medal was hanging from a tree outside.’
Once again, Merry couldn’t help a huff of wheezing laughter. ‘Sounds like a good night.’
‘It was. Although I don’t really recommend it as a general warm-down.’
A drunken night out was the last thing Merry had planned for when she finished the race. The only things she wanted were a cold shower, followed by a long bath and her bed. If she ever finished . . .
‘And look,’ Magnús said, holding up his wrist to show her the fitness tracker he wore, ‘there’s just half a mile to go. You can do this.’
Half a mile, Merry thought, and wanted to cry. It didn’t sound that far, not when there were twelve and a half miles behind her, but she was so tired and sore. Sheila would have finished ages ago; perhaps she was impatiently scanning the other runners as they finished, wondering what was taking Merry so long.
The idea that Merry