Books for FREE - my Large Print Library Titles by Lindsay Townsend

If you enjoy historical romance and suspense and are looking for a FREE READ, why not consider popping into your local library (anywhere in the world) and ordering one of my Large Print titles? These are some of my novels and novellas selected by Large Print Publishers as being good reads. I'm sure one or several can be found at a library near you!

Flavia's Secret - Large Print Version 

Spirited young scribe Flavia hopes for freedom. She and her fellow slaves in Aquae Sulis (modern Bath) have served the Lady Valeria for many years, but their mistress’ death brings a threat to Flavia’s dream: her new master Marcus Brucetus, a charismatic, widowed officer toughened in the forests of Germania. Flavia finds him overwhelmingly attractive but she is aware of the danger. To save her life and those of her ‘family’ she has forged a note from her mistress. If her deception is discovered, all the slaves may die.
For his part torn between attraction and respect, Marcus will not force himself on Flavia. Flavia by now knows of his grief over the deaths of his wife Drusilla and child. But how can she match up to the serene, flame-haired Drusilla?



http://www.amazon.co.uk/Flavias-Secret-Lindsay-Townsend/dp/0750536578/ref=tmm_hrd_title_0?

http://www.amazon.com/Flavias-Secret-BookStrand-Publishing-Romance-ebook/dp/B0028TXS5K/ref=la_B000API55C_1_3?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1383922098&sr=1-3

Two romance novellas in one -  A Summer Duet (Large Print Version)

A Secret Treasure: When pretty, passionate Eve Burnett meets the dark intriguing Julio Falcone, she is torn. As a man, Julio is powerfully attractive. As a policeman, he is bound to be a Fascist. Her brother, David, is connected to the Greek Partisans who wish to liberate Rhodes. Eve realizes that she may be forced to choose between the man she loves and the safety of her family.

Holiday In Bologna: When Heidi Manelli arrives outside the Italian villa in Bologna, she encounters charismatic Stefano. Is their developing relationship a holiday romance, or something deeper? Is her holiday in Bologna going to change her life forever?


http://www.amazon.com/Summer-Duet-Lindsay-Townsend/dp/0750536640/ref=la_B000API55C_1_8?s=

Voices in the Dark - Large Print Version.

There has always been a mystery in Julia Rochfort's family. Who killed her grandfather Guy, a member of the Italian resistance movement in World War Two? When Julia travels to Florence to compete in a singing competition, she meets Roberto Padovano, already an established opera star, and they discover that they have a lot more in common than simple attraction.


http://www.amazon.com/Voices-Dark-Lindsay-Townsend/dp/0750513721/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1383923122&sr=1-1&keywords=Voices+in+the+dark+lindsay+townsend

Chasing Rachel - Large Print Version.

One winter night, Rachel Falconer picks up the phone. On the line is her father Paul, convinced that malaria research at his independent institute on Dartmoor, Kestrel House, is being hit by an arsonist. Through the hot summer the attacks escalate. Soon it becomes clear that the target is Rachel herself, but who is stalking Rachel and why? The secret lies buried in Rachel's own past. If the arsonist cannot be stopped, Rachel will die.

http://www.amazon.com/Chasing-Rachel-Lindsay-Townsend/dp/0750516194/ref=sr_1_1_title_1_har?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1383934041&sr=1-1





Night of the Storm - Hardcover Version. 

Set in Rhodes and on the fictional island of Asteri off the Turkish coast, Night of the Storm involves Melissa, a young photographer, who travels to Greece to investigate the true story of her boyfriend's death and uncovers a wildlife smuggling syndicate trying to peddle a very rare and valuable animal.


(If you like romantic suspense set in the Greek islands, why not also try The English Daughter, set in Corfu?)


http://www.amazon.co.uk/Night-Storm-Lindsay-Townsend/dp/0340647205/ref=sr_1_4?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1383934533&sr=1-4

Happy Reading!
Lindsay Townsend

Hazel Osmond: 'The First Time I Saw Your Face'

Jennifer had it all. But a terrible accident has taken almost everything.

Moving back home, her future isn't looking too bright. Until she meets Mack.

Sexy, dishevelled and just a little clumsy, he starts to make her believe that she can move on from the past and embrace life all over again. But he has a secret he'd do anything to protect and he'll have to betray her to keep it...

Buy from Amazon UK


Excerpt:

Jennifer works in the local library and is having a difficult time with a particularly demanding member of the public.

Jennifer tried to concentrate on what Mr Armstrong was saying and filter out the muffled laughter coming from the poetry section. Luckily Mr Armstrong was fairly deaf and would not realise that it pinpointed exactly where two other members of the library staff were hiding to enjoy another classic Armstrong performance.

‘Also, pet,’ he said, leaning against the counter and wetting his forefinger, ‘as well as the bad language, there are some scenes of a sexual nature on page thirty-four.’ He turned the pages of the book with the specially wetted finger until he reached the offending passage and began to read in a wavering voice: ‘Pulling her to his chest, he placed her hand on his iron-hard member thrusting against the confines of his rough, calico breeches and suddenly the two hard nubs of –‘

‘Yup, that’s definitely sex,’ Jennifer cut in, and looked towards the poetry section, where Auden through to Coleridge was actually shaking.

‘Aye,’ Mr Armstrong said eventually, ‘shocking.’

He glanced down at the piece of paper in his hand covered with faint, spindly writing, and, as he did so, his stick fell off his arm, causing him to lean more heavily against the counter.

‘Would you like to sit down, Mr Armstrong?’

‘Aye, I would.’

Jennifer fetched a chair and settled him in it, lifting his carrier bag up off the floor and placing it gently in his lap.

‘So what’s next?’ she asked when she was back behind the counter.

‘Page one hundred and eighty-four… blasphemy.’ Mr Armstrong turned the pages tortuously slowly, referring to his list from time to time, and Jennifer looked at the library clock, hoping that somebody would come in and give her an excuse to call Sheila and Lionel out of hiding. Not much hope of that: late-night opening and only an hour until closing time. The graveyard shift. The only voices Jennifer could hear were coming from the children’s section, a woman and a little girl by the sound of it. They must have come in when she was up in the office.

It was always a mistake, one way or the other, to come out of the office.

Mr Armstrong found the offending page and held the book up for Jennifer to read, obviously deciding that the blasphemous passage would sully him further should he reacquaint himself with it.

Jennifer scanned the words. ‘The character just says, “God’s Blood”, Mr Armstrong.  He is a pirate.’

Mr Armstrong sucked his teeth. ‘Then, on page two hundred, more sex.’

The tortuous finger-wetting and page-turning recommenced until he found what he was looking for.

‘Lord Percival Dennison feasted his eyes on Lady Cranleigh’s voluptuous form, from the milky mounds of her breasts to that place where he longed to plunge his…’ Mr Armstrong stopped and tutted and there was more pained sucking of teeth before he passed the book to Jennifer. ‘I’ll not read the rest.’

 Jennifer glanced at the page and snapped the book shut. ‘Yes, easy to see where that’s going… so, anything more then?’ She nodded at his carrier bag, hoping there was nothing else he considered improper lurking within it.

‘No, not this time. You’ll send a letter to the council?’

‘Of course. Would you like to see it before I send it?’

‘Why no, pet. I trust you.’

‘Fine, and you know, Mr Armstrong, what I was saying last time, about you perhaps being a bit more careful concerning the books you choose if strong language and, um, physical interaction offends you?’

Mr Armstrong looked up at her from under his brows and she ploughed on, picking up the book he had just laid down and looking at its cover.

‘For example, the title of this one – Plundered by Pirates - it should have warned you off really.’

‘Warned me off? How?’

If it had been anybody else, Jennifer would have thought they were pulling her leg, but Mr Armstrong’s eyes were devoid of humour. A faint tang of soap and toothpaste lingered about him.

‘Well, “plundered”, particularly in historical novels, is often used to describe the act of…‘Jennifer had another run up at it. ‘…when a man forces himself, um, upon a woman.’

Mr Armstrong studied her intently and then shook his head.

‘Well, I dare say it’s a modern thing. We never had that when I was young. We were Methodists.’

            In the poetry section, Jennifer heard several books thud to the floor…

http://www.hazelosmond.co.uk/