Karen’s Killer Book Bench: Irish Inheritance by Paula Martin

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By Paula Martin

Book Blurb

English actress Jenna Sutton and American artist Guy Sinclair first meet when they jointly inherit a house on the west coast of Ireland. Curious about their unknown benefactress and why they are considered as ‘family’, they discover some surprising links to the original owners of the house.

With the help of local descendants, they unravel an intriguing tale of a nineteenth century love affair. At the same time, their mutual attraction grows, even though they each have personal reasons for not wanting any romantic involvement at this point in their lives.

Problems arise when a local property agent appears to have her own agenda concerning the house. Other events pull them back to their separate lives in London and America, and friction builds between them over their decision about the house and its contents.

Will their Irish inheritance bring them together – or drive them apart?

By Paula Martin


(Guy and Jenna are on their first visit to the house they have inherited. They have learned there is a locked room which hasn’t been opened since the house was abandoned over seventy years earlier. Now they’re about to open the door of this room)

Guy’s smile sent a warm tremor along her veins. “Are you ready for this?”

She inhaled deeply. “Let’s do it.”


“I can’t imagine what we’re going to find,” she said as they walked along the corridor and past the balustraded landing to the room on the western side of the house.

“Dust and cobwebs?”

“In which case, the first thing we’ll need is a vacuum cleaner.”

“Of course, it might be completely empty.”

Outside the wide oak door, Guy stopped, and Jenna turned to him. “Go on.”

He gave her a wry grin. “I’m not sure whether I’m excited or scared.”


“For all we know, there might be a dead body in the room.”

Her eyes widened. “Sheesh, I never thought of that.”

“If this was a movie, spooky music would be playing right now.”

“There can’t be a body. It would smell.” She stared at him. “You don’t think—”

He put his arm around her. “You’re too easy, Jenna. I’m kidding you.”

“Oh, you—!” She flicked her fingers across his ribs. “Stop winding me up.”

His hand tightened on her arm, and she leant against his shoulder. It felt good, so good…


She twisted her head to look up at him. The gentleness in his eyes, soft as a caress, sent a tsunami wave of heat rushing through her from head to toe. They gazed at each other for what seemed like forever, but could only have been a few seconds.

Guy was the first to break their eye contact. “Let’s open the door, shall we?”

With his arm still around her, he put the key into the lock and struggled to turn it. She’d started to think it must be too stiff to open, when a loud click made all her nerves jump.

He leaned forward to twist the brass doorknob. “Do you want to go in first, or shall I?”

After her wimpish reaction to his earlier joking, she decided on bravado. “Go on, push the door, and I’ll go first, but you’d better be right behind me.”

“In case there’s a skeleton hanging from the chandelier?”

“Stop it!” She dug her elbow into him. “If this door creaks when you push it open, I shall probably scream.”

The door didn’t creak, but opened smoothly. Jenna took a small step into the room and clapped her hand to her mouth.

“Oh my God,” she whispered.

Paula MartinAbout the author, Paula Martin…

Paula Martin lives near Manchester in North West England and has two daughters and two grandsons.

She had some early publishing success with four romance novels and several short stories, but then had a break from writing while she brought up a young family and also pursued her career as a history teacher for twenty-five years. She has recently returned to writing fiction, after retiring from teaching, and is thrilled to have found publishing success again with her contemporary romances.

Apart from writing, she enjoys visiting new places. She has travelled extensively in Britain and Ireland, mainland Europe, the Middle East, America and Canada. Her other interests include musical theatre and tracing her family history.


Links to Paula’s website, blog, books, etc.

Website: http://paulamartinromances.webs.com

Amazon author page: http://amzn.to/KtlU6Y

Blog: http://paulamartinpotpourri.blogspot.com

Buy links for ‘Irish Inheritance’

USA Amazon http://amzn.to/1fZlqr4

UK Amazon http://amzn.to/1fKiyxq

Smashwords http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/405113


**SPECIAL ANNOUNCEMENT:  Paula is giving away a digital copy of IRISH INHERITANCE (PDF or Smashwords Voucher) to one lucky reader who comments on her Monday Interview or Wednesday Book Bench blog. Don’t miss this chance to read these great stories!  Thanks, Paula, for sharing your series with us!


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14 Responses to Karen’s Killer Book Bench: Irish Inheritance by Paula Martin

  1. Mick James says:

    Oh that ended too quickly. Sounds like a good read.
    Hope your book does well.

  2. Karen Docter says:

    Thanks for stopping by again today, Paula, and sharing your intriguing excerpt! I’m certainly intrigued! 🙂

  3. Anita A says:

    I love this book just reading excerpt.

  4. carol warham says:

    That is just the start it gets better and better,

  5. Amy Morgan says:

    I’ve already read the book and know what they saw and this, once again, had me sitting on the edge of my seat. Fabulous writing and a wonderful read! Thanks for highlighting Paula!

  6. bn100 says:

    Nice title

  7. Jan K says:

    Wow, what a cliffhanger! You sure do know how to tease them!

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