Review of - A Convenient Marriage by Maggie Tideswell

A marriage of convenience, helpful fey friends, hidden agendas, and a haunting—can love blossom?
Set in the beautiful winelands of the Southern Cape in South Africa, strange things start happening from the moment Holly accepts Joshua's offer of marriage— in response to an advert placed in the newspaper by Holly's ‘helpful’ friends. They meet for the first time on the steps of the chapel where they are to be married.
Holly has to solve a thirty-year-old mystery before the ghost that is haunting her will be at peace. Over and above everything that is taking place, Holly and Joshua do battle with her ex-husband over their two children, as well as Joshua's fiancée who is not the least bit happy about his marriage to another woman and gets up to all sorts to show her displeasure.
Risky as the marriage between strangers is— is it possible for Holly and Joshua to fall in love?





A Convenient Marriage - The Moragh Saga #1 by Maggie Tideswell

My rating: 5 of 5 stars

My goodness, what can I say about this book? Well firstly, it was not what I expected. There are plenty of plot twists and turns. Some are predictable, but not in a bad way. I love the base story. Joshua is a hunk who actually cares and is in love. Holly is vulnerable and walked over by her ex-husband and his new wife. There is a supernatural element to the storyline which gives the book that little bit extra. It is subtle and not overdone. Ms. Tideswell writes an emotional heart warming, yet thrilling story that builds to a crescendo and leaves you wanting more. This is part of a series but can be read as a stand alone book. I truly enjoyed reading this story, and I can’t wait to read the next instalment







Maggie Tideswell is a South African author with a passion for romance. All over the world people are falling in love, even the birds and the bees are doing it. Ghosts just can't seem to leave her alone and she combines things that can't be explained, sweaty bodies and rumpled beds in a way that will make your toes curl and your hair stand on end.
Maggie just can't do without perfume, coffee and the internet. She is nearly as passionate about food as she is about creating alpha heroes every woman will fall in love with, just as she does, every time. The strangest thing is that cats have never played any kind of role in her stories, as she is owned by three of them. That might change soon.

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Ghost story

The Train Station by Tracey A Wood 17/06/2015

This story was told to me, many years ago.  The person who told me was the very teacher who encouraged and nurtured my imagination which in turn lead me to writing my first novel.

He explained about the day he met an old friend. He was sitting in the coffee shop at his local train station, waiting for a train (of course), to go home. He had been working away and was eager to see his parents. He had been waiting for a few minutes, staring at his coffee cup. He looked up to see a man, standing in front of him, looking down at him without saying a word. He realised that the man was his lifelong friend who he hadn’t seen for a couple of years.  The man took a seat opposite him and they chatted for a while. His friend seemed a little subdued, compared to his normal bubbly self, he put it down to them not seeing each other in a while. After fifteen to twenty minutes, my teacher looked at his watch, realising his train was due. He explained that he would have to go and suggested that they meet up, when he came back to town. They said goodbye and my teacher caught his train.

He arrived at his parent house and later sat talking to them over their evening meal. The caught up on gossip, who was doing what. How the rest of the family were doing, you know the sort of thing?

His mother suddenly said “oh I forgot to ask, did you hear about Richard?”

“Richard” he questioned?

She went on to explain who she meant.

“Oh, funnily enough I saw him earlier, at the station.”

“I’m sorry son” she said. “You must be mistaken. It couldn’t have been him. He was killed last week in a car accident!”

Was this a ghost? Had his lifelong friend come to say goodbye, one last time? Or had he imagined it?