Announcing my second novel: The Feminine Art of Revenge + how to win a special edition Advanced Reader Copy

Female rage is unbound in this dark & glamorous tale about a self-created femme fatale

He broke her heart on purpose and for that he must be punished.

Forced to abandon her lifelong dream of becoming a ballet dancer, Sylvie finds herself unqualified and unfulfilled in an admin job she hates. She doesn't know what she's doing with her life - until she meets her new boss Jay.

Handsome, rich and mysterious, Jay captures Sylvie's imagination. They embark on a passionate affair that consumes her every waking moment.

Until Sylvie discovers he's already married.

But heartbreak quickly turns to fury, and she finally knows her true purpose: revenge.

Finally, finally- I am pleased to announce that my second novel The Feminine Art of Revenge will be available to purchase in the UK and some commonwealth territories on 11th of September 2025.

This book is a special one to me, it encapsulates some of my formative experiences and is inspired by a favourite ballet of mine, Giselle.

The ballet Giselle tells the tragic love story of a young peasant girl, Giselle, and a disguised nobleman, Albrecht. When Giselle discovers Albrecht's true identity as a married man, she goes mad with heartbreak and dies. In the second act, she joins the Wilis, vengeful spirits of betrothed women, who force men to dance to their death. Giselle's love and devotion ultimately save Albrecht from their curse.

Giselle is visually captivating. Beautifully tragic. Haunting. I often picture The Wilis, with long tutus and mournful veils draped over their hair. When I first heard the story as a young girl I was touched by Giselle’s devotion, but the older I became, and the more familiar I became with the way men (otherwise attached) will target and manipulate young women, the more I began to wish that Giselle had a different ending.

Why should she protect lying, cheating Albrecht? Why not let the Wilis give him the ending he deserved? After all, if she’d never met him, Giselle would likely still be alive. He stole her life from her with no thought of the consequences. I say Let Albrecht Burn.

This is one of the premises at the heart of The Feminine Art of Revenge, righteous revenge, executed with grace, as artfully as those delicately veiled ballerinas.

In my novel, the protagonist Sylvie is a failed ballerina, I’m also a failed ballerina. I always knew that I’d write about this experience one day.

In The Feminine Art of Revenge, dance is a metaphor for the female experience. You’ll find dance referenced and presented in different ways that speak to this. I’ve always believed that the great difficulty and pain associated with making ballet look effortless is a perfect metaphor for the experience of being a young woman.

I always remember that it was strange and disorientating to suddenly stop dancing as a teenager, one minute I was consumed with the pursuit of my goal, with complete perfection. Every bite I ate, every minute of my day, it all revolved around ballet. Sweat, blood, tears, hours, days, months, years. When I decided to give it up it felt like I’d entered the void. What should I do with my time? What should I want? How could I ever want anything else? For a few years it felt like I’d exhausted myself completely of all effort and ambition. The fire had gone out, my passion had dissipated.

For people, like myself, prone to obsessive tendencies, it was perhaps inevitable that my late teenage years would then become consumed with a series of intense and misguided obsessions. This is something I share with Sylvie.

She desperately seeks out a thing (or person) that will give her the same feeling that ballet used to, that limitless mind-body-spirit alignment as she leapt, spotlit across the stage. Enter Jay.

Toxic relationships are another key theme. Their thrill, their heat, the way they dig their nails into the meat of your brain, the way they imprint memories onto your heart and soul. Craving something you know is bad for you, laying wired awake at night. Desperate like a drowning person for the oxygen of someone else’s presence. I think most of us have experienced this. And this is what Sylvie finds at her most vulnerable.

The antidote is buried deep in an inherited familial legacy. I believe firmly in the power of glamour and self-creation. I believe that each of us have the capability to become the person we always dreamed of being if we can only find the courage. And maybe, just maybe, this is what Sylvie will discover.

This is a dark, passionate tale about a self-created femme fatale. This story has so much of my DNA woven into it. I sincerely hope you will enjoy it and I can’t wait to share it with you.

I also have permission from my publisher to run a giveaway where one gorgeous silver special edition can be yours well ahead of the official publication.

Head to my Instagram or Tiktok to stay updated on entry details, I’ll be announcing in the next week or so.