Thursday, 4 September 2014

THE bonkbuster to read this summer!

Guess what? Stable Mates by Zara Stoneley is out today! I’ve got this beauty on my Kindle and can’t wait to get stuck in, but first I nabbed Zara for a little interview – I was dying to know more about her summer bonkbuster!

Q. Thank you for letting me pick your brains, Zara. Can you tell us a little about the lead characters in Stable Mates?

There are lots of characters in this book – it’s different to anything I’ve ever written before. I’ve inserted a list at the start of the book – so here are some of the main ones!

Charlotte ‘Lottie’ Brinkley – disorganised but loveable daughter of Billy. Desperately seeking something, if only she knew what.

Rory Steel – devilishly daring and sexy three day eventer, owner of a small eventing yard in Tippermere.

Philippa ‘Pip’ Keelan – headline hunting journalist. Trim, sophisticated and slightly scary. Recently moved to Tippermere, from London, in search of real life and real men.

Mick O’Neal – expert farrier, Irish charmer, dangerously attractive.

Tom Strachan - sexy ex-underwear model. Divorced, devastated but amazingly dishy. Recently made his ‘escape to the country’ with his goth daughter.

David Simcock - England goalkeeper, resident of the neighbouring Kitterly Heath.

Sam – partner of David. Lover of dogs, diamonds and designer delights.

Eee I’m dying to get stuck in now! Sounds like there’s going to be lots of crossed wires, drama and smexy times.

Q. Why did you choose the village of Tippermere as a setting?

Tippermere is a combination of some of the places I love in Cheshire. I wanted the real feel of the British countryside, but also the contrast with an upmarket ‘waggish’ village. In Cheshire, horse trailers and Landrovers compete for space with Ferrari’s and Jags! (If you want to find out more about Tippermere, I’m running a series of posts on my website – Welcome to Tippermere )

Folks, you should check out Zara’s posts – they’re brilliant! But come right back :o)

Q. What is the juiciest secret in your story?

The identity of the person who really controls the destiny of Folly Lake Manor, and Tippermere!

TEASE! Guess I’ll just have to read it to find out.

Q. The cover is gorgeous! Can you give us a teaser with one of the items, maybe the whip? ;-)

I love this cover, it just sums the book up perfectly! Fun, champagne and horses. I will tell you that champagne isn’t just for drinking, and that the pink bra has a matching thong!

Q. What inspired you to write a bonkbuster?

I’ve always loved reading them, Jilly Cooper, Fiona Walker, Victoria Fox are some of my favourite authors. It just took a nudge from my editor to convince me that I could do it! This book was such fun to write though, I’m addicted now, the follow up is under starters orders!

I do love those authors too and I’m sure I’ll be able to stick you on my fave bonkbuster writers list shortly! Now for the blurb and a little sneak peak of Stable Mates…


Secrets and scandals, love and lust – when the ‘Cheshire Set’ are up against the ‘Footballer’s Wives’ the only common ground is carnal…

Flirting and fun seem the perfect antidote for Lottie's battered heart, and where better to find them than back in tranquil Tippermere, home of sexy eventer Rory Steel, the smiling Irish eyes of hunky farrier Mick O'Neal, and mysterious newcomer, model Tom Strachan?

But when landowner Marcus James drops dead unexpectedly, and the threat of his waggish wife Amanda selling the heart of the village out from under them looms large, things look like they're about to heat up in and out of the saddle.

With tensions running high, and the champagne flowing as freely as the adrenalin, is it any wonder that love catches more than one of them unawares?

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Author bio:

Bestselling author Zara Stoneley lives in deepest Cheshire surrounded by horses, dogs, cats and amazing countryside. When she’s not visiting wine bars, artisan markets or admiring the scenery in her sexy high heels or green wellies, she can be found in flip flops on the beach in Barcelona, or more likely sampling the tapas!

Zara writes hot romance and bonkbusters. Her latest novel, ‘Stable Mates’, is a fun romp through the Cheshire countryside and combines some of her greatest loves – horses, dogs, hot men and strong women (and not forgetting champagne and fast cars)!

She writes for Harper Collins and Accent Press.

Sneak peek:
Lottie walked on to Rory’s yard just as a man she’d never seen before stripped his t-shirt over his head and displayed a very attractive six-pack. She counted. It was definitely a six-pack. And she was pretty sure that if she had seen it before she would have remembered. Bodies like that tended to make a lasting impression.
Driving back from Tipping House, she’d had two things on her mind. One, what was her grandmother up to? Because she was definitely up to something as far as Tom and Uncle Dom went. And two, why was Tom here, in Tippermere? Why here exactly? There was something he wasn’t saying, and she had a horrible feeling there was something Elizabeth knew. Or why would she have been so interested?
Both thoughts were swiftly delegated to the back of her mind though as the beautiful naked torso, or was that naked beautiful torso, grabbed every inch of her attention. As he had his top fixed firmly over his head, and so couldn’t see, there didn’t seem to be a problem in taking advantage and staring. So she did. Until she realised he’d thrown the clothing to one side and she was staring open-mouthed at a guy who was staring straight back at her. He wasn’t open-mouthed though, he looked slightly concerned, like she might be a deranged mad woman escaped from the nearest loony bin. She shut her mouth.
‘Sorry.’ And went red. ‘I, er, have you seen Rory, or er Pip?’

‘You must be Lottie.’ Now that was the type of deep, dark, sexy voice she thought only existed in her imagination. She’d always had a thing for a nice accent, and Irish just shot straight to the top of the hit parade. Lottie resisted the fleeting urge to shut her eyes and ask him to keep talking. Then it registered that he knew her name. And she didn’t know his; she really would have remembered if she’d met him before. With or without clothes. Definitely.

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