New Release & Review- Close by Fen Wilde

Title: Close
Author: Fen Wilde
Genre: Erotic Romantic Suspense
Release Date: December 21, 2017
Clara Black.
Therapist. Stripper.
Sultry, secretive
and not looking for love.
Lucas Evans.
Playboy. Showjumper.
Seductive, charming
and used to getting the girl.
As long as she
doesn’t try to get close to his heart, that is.
Drawn together by an
attraction that defies their guarded hearts, they’re soon caught up in secrets,
lust and lies.
A meeting that
wasn’t accidental.
A death that isn’t
as it seems.
A craving to get
Everybody has a dark side.
But sometimes, the biggest lies are the ones we tell
CLOSE is a dark erotic romantic suspense that explores the terribly ordinary events that break us and the beautifully ordinary things that make us whole.

Gemma’s Review


Close was a compelling story that really hooked me in with the suspense element that was entwined throughout the story. I enjoyed the storyline of the story and found that it wasn’t similar to anything I have previously read before, making it that much more interesting. I found once I started I couldn’t put it down.

I really enjoyed Clara and the way that she went for the things that she wanted in life and she didn’t care what she had to do to get them.

I enjoyed Lucas very much in the story and I enjoyed the way that he was immediately attracted to Clara. I found Lucas to be highly charismatic and charming throughout the story making him that much more enjoyable to read about.

Close is about two people who are completely different to each other being drawn to each other by the attraction they both feel for each other.

I really enjoyed the two characters in the story and the way that they both don’t know a lot of love and reading how they muddle through their feelings for each other. I enjoy this psychological romance story that many twists and turns throughout it.

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June 2016

When my mother showed me a picture of his body, the thing that struck me first was not how grey he looked, how at odds with his habitual golden glow.

Nor was it how small he looked—his six-foot frame and broad chest somehow diminished. Childlike and vulnerable. Rendered irrelevant by death.

It wasn’t even the feelings—the tsunami of feelings that would rush in later and blindside me. Given that I had barely seen him in years and had never been close to him to begin with, the feelings were surprisingly ferocious.

Those things came later. They came and hit me—less like the proverbial sledgehammer and more like a subtle self-combustion. Invisible to an observer. But damaging nonetheless. Suffocating me. Crushing me from the inside out.

But not then. Not at first.

The thing that struck me initially was that she had coolly snapped a picture. As though this was another moment in time to capture for posterity. More striking because what other mothers might have captured, she had never bothered with.

First tooth. No snap.

First step. No snap.

First birthday. No snap. No cake, either, for that matter.

But first death?

Snap, snap, snap.
Author Bio

Fen Wilde writes gritty contemporary erotic romance novels exploring the darker elements in our lives.

She is a qualified social worker and works part-time as a mental health clinician for young people, and also as a private clinical consultant.

She is particularly interested in the complex things that drive us toward or keep us out of connection with each other: how fragile, how beautiful, how flawed we all are. 

Fen lives in Melbourne, Australia with her partner, two children, and Burmese cat.
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