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“This vacation is about to turn deadly”
‘The Beach House’
by P.R. Black
Blog Tour Extract

With Fiction Books stop on this comprehensive Blog Tour, being quite close to the final date, I’m sure that there are plenty of extracts, author guest posts and interviews which will have been shared, so why not visit a few of the earlier tour participants and see what goodies are on offer!

I am pleased to have been included in this tour by the lovely folks at Aria Fiction and NetGalley


Cover image of the book 'The Beach House' by P.R. BlackOne small mistake.

One sinister consequence.

This vacation is about to turn deadly…

Cora’s on the island vacation of her dreams: a private beach in paradise, a romantic proposal, and an eight-figure cheque following the sale of her new fiancé’s business.

When their island turns out to be not so private after all, Cora tries to make the best of a bad situation by inviting their strangely friendly neighbours to celebrate with them.

But it doesn’t take long for her once-in-a-lifetime holiday to take a very sinister turn…


Image Of Author P.R. BlackAuthor and journalist P.R. Black lives in Yorkshire, although he was born and brought up in Glasgow.

When he’s not driving his wife and two children to distraction with all the typing, Pat enjoys hillwalking, fresh air and the natural world, and can often be found asking the way to the nearest pub in the Lake District.

His short stories have been published in several books, including the Daily Telegraph’s Ghost Stories and the Northern Crime One anthology. His Glasgow detective, Inspector Lomond, is appearing in Ellery Queen’s Mystery Magazine.

Pat took the runner-up spot in the 2014 Bloody Scotland crime-writing competition, with Ghostie Men. His work has been performed on stage in London by Liars’ League. He has also been shortlisted for the Red Cross International Prize, the William Hazlitt Essay Prize and the Bridport Prize.

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Cover image of the book 'The Beach House' by P.R. Black


‘I’d like to survive through to breakfast. I want to get something from the market on Big Island, so give me CPR if I look like I need it.’

‘Morning’s not even done, yet.’ He took her hand. ‘I left my watch by the side of the bed. What time is it, do you know?’

‘I left mine indoors, too. I think it was just on eight o’clock, or thereabouts. Unless I’ve just fainted and lost a couple of hours.’

‘Hmm.’ Jonathan shaded his eyes and peered into the sky. ‘They’re late.’


What she thought was a breeze stirred her hair. Then she heard the rotor blades.

A helicopter buzzed over the forest’s edge, seemingly close enough to part the quivering palm fronds. Cora couldn’t make out the livery, or even whether the craft was civilian, military or commercial. It hovered over the beach, stirring up a djinn of sand.

‘It can’t land here!’ Cora shrieked amid the sandstorm and the fraught whine of the blades. ‘There’s no landing pad! It isn’t safe!’

‘It isn’t landing,’ Jonathan cried, and shielded his eyes.

She thought she saw him grin through the veil of white sand.

Abruptly, the helicopter rose, veering away from the beach, heading out towards the sea before tracing a wide arc back over the top of the beach house and disappearing.

In its place was a parachute, slowly descending towards the beach. It bore a plain package, about the size of a shoebox.

‘Well, in fairness, that could have been a little bit more romantic,’ Jonathan muttered.

‘What the hell was that?’

‘Special delivery.’

Cora shook the sand out of her hair. ‘I thought we were going to get machine-gunned or something.’

‘Maybe it was fast work by your kidnappers?’

‘Let’s not even joke about it… Hey… Is the parachute going to make the beach?’

‘Of course it’s going to…’ Jonathan tore off his shades. ‘It’s not going to make the beach. It’s heading for the water!’

He practically catapulted into the surf, lunging through the gentle waves as if they were hurdles. He reached up for the box; just as his fingers got close enough to touch, a wave brushed his legs, knocking him off balance, and he pitched head first into the water.

Cora shrieked with laughter, even as he got to his feet, panic-stricken and dripping wet, looking around for the box. It had landed a few feet away out into the water, its red canopy collapsing around it. The tide brought it closer to him, and he seized it, clutching it close to his chest. He was out of breath and grinning by the time he collapsed onto the sand beside her.

Cora applauded, still laughing. ‘Oh, I wish I’d broken my no-phones rule this morning, I really do. Even for you, that was a hell of a performance, Captain Calamity.’

He slicked back his hair, tearing open the packaging. The box was plastic, and thankfully watertight. After he broke the plastic seal, within it was another box, altogether smaller.

‘You know how you were talking about responsibility?’ Jonathan asked.

‘What do you mean? What is this?’

But she knew. Even though she didn’t really believe it – or couldn’t bring herself to believe it. Even before he asked.

‘I need you to stand up,’ he said.

‘For what?’

‘Cos this’ll look really silly if you’re sitting down.’

She did; he stood up alongside her, then fell to one knee.

He opened the box; something inside caught the morning sunshine, laser bright, strong enough to fracture all the colours of the rainbow.

Cora yelled at the top of her voice. ‘Are you kidding me?’

He shook his head, slowly. ‘Nope. Deadly serious. Cora O’Brien, will you marry me?’

She meant to say ‘yes,’ but it was more of a squeak, her hand clamped to her mouth.


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  • This one really does capture my attention. I think I mentioned before that it reminds me of a movie we watched, but I’m sure it could take a very different direction than the film did. I hope you get to this one soon, Yvonne!

    • Hi Kelly,

      My cynical mind and twisted little brain can think of quite a few different scenarios, based on what I know from the premise, but for now, let’s just say that I don’t believe in coincidences!

      The trouble is, that with the odd few exceptions, I only take on promotion and/or review, for books I really like the sound of and want to read, so I am waiting for them all to get to the top of my list, with equal enthusiasm!

      Thanks for taking time out of your weekend to stop by, I appreciate it 🙂

    • Hi Naida,

      I have been lucky enough to have been invited to join in several recent Cover Reveals and Blog Tours, both of which I enjoy, as they highlight some excellent new authors and titles.

      Unfortunately, I can never hope to read all the books I feature and promote, but if the posts provide inspiration for others, that’s good enough for me!

      The weekends race by so quickly, but I hope that you have managed a little R&R time for yourself 🙂

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