Fiona J. Roberts
I was born in London but have spent most of my life in beautiful Dorset. After a career in banking I took up writing and have not been able to stop since.
I write genre busting novels and so far have published stories about lady serial killers, a mysterious cottage and a woman who goes through a body swap. There is a lot more to come.
Eve aged 52, Penny 55 and Dorothea 60 have suffered terrible losses after becoming victims of a fraudster. At one of their regular Sunday lunches they discuss the criminals who prey on the weak and only get short sentences before offending again.
Something has to be done about the situation so the ladies decide to become vigilante killers.
Ebb and Flow
Julia is all too aware of her failings, unable to cook, nervous and tongue-tied at any social event, lacking confidence. Moving to a country cottage in a beautiful but isolated spot is just what she needs to lift her depression and with Mark, her loving husband, new friends and hobbies, life starts to look better.
But in a short time she's displaying a startling change of personality, criticising and belittling her new friends, shop-lifting, even giving in to violent tendencies. Is she bipolar, psychopathic or could her apparent addiction to the water from the old bore-hole in the garden be to blame?
Is there a connection to earlier inhabitants as far back as Victorian times or could there be a malign influence somewhere close by the cottage? Mark sets out to solve the mystery of his wife's strange behaviour in his own logical but unorthodox fashion, but his interference leads to an unexpected turn of events.
The Dog and The Girl
Ellen has led a disappointing life. She is married to a man she no longer likes and is unhappy in her job. She is finally ready to make changes but she suddenly dies. Quite unexpectedly Ellen finds that her consciousness has transferred to her pet dog Barney.
Her life should be much more straightforward as a miniature schnauzer but then again it might not. Leaving home and finding a new family is just the start of her strange new existence.