One Night on the Island
Josie Silver
About the Author
Josie Silver is the Sunday Times and New York Times bestselling author of One Day in December and The Two Lives of Lydia Bird. She has been published in thirty-one languages （and counting） and has previously been featured in Reese Witherspoon’s Hello Sunshine Book Club. Josie is an unashamed romantic, and lives with her husband, their two teenage sons and an ever-growing cast of animals in a little town in the Midlands. One Night on the Island is her third novel.
Your favourite authors have all fallen in love with Josie Silver …
‘The sweetest love story … you’re going to LOVE it’
Marian Keyes
‘You’ll fall head over heels for this book’
Reese Witherspoon
‘A gorgeous warm hug of a novel … Josie writes love （in all its forms） so beautifully’
Beth O’Leary
‘Gloriously romantic, full of characters who jump off the page and a setting that made me want to visit a remote island immediately. Josie does sexy, funny and poignant so, so well’
Sophie Cousens
‘I feel as though I have just finished watching an epic rom-com and already want to rewind to my favourite lines. I was rooting for Cleo, fancied Mack and adored the women of the island’
Sarah Turner （The Unmumsy Mum）
‘Both the perfect romance and the story of self-empowerment every woman deserves’
Jodi Picoult
‘Butterfly-inducing, laugh-out-loud funny’
Paige Toon
‘Original, emotional and utterly absorbing’
Heidi Swain
‘Clear your weekend, switch off your phone and prepare to be entertained’
Mike Gayle
‘Heartbreaking and hopeful’
Sarah Morgan
And other readers have had their hearts captured too …
‘This is a love story, but it’s so much more than that’
★★★★★
‘If I could give this book more than five stars I would’
★★★★★
‘A story to read under a blanket, with a cup of tea in hand’
★★★★★
‘I cried, I laughed and I enjoyed it so much!’
★★★★★
‘The loveliest heartfelt story – it’s funny, charming and full of such warm, cosy vibes’
★★★★★
‘The magic of this story has genuinely made me want to pack up and go to a windswept, isolated island’
★★★★★
‘I really wanted to join the knitting circle and find the pool in the cave. Delicious!’
★★★★★
‘This book was one of my easiest five stars of the year’
★★★★★
‘I’m already secretly hoping this one gets made into a movie!’
★★★★★
‘Reading this book is like eating an indulgent and addictive dessert!’
★★★★★
‘Absolutely blumming fabulous! Highly recommended but don’t forget the tissues …’
★★★★★
‘I think this has to be one of the most romantic, beautiful and heart-warming books that I have ever read’
★★★★★
For the completely marvellous Katy Loftus
Cleo
28 September
London
FINDING MY FLAMINGO
‘You genuinely want to send me to a remote island to marry myself?’
A warm flush creeps up my neck as I sit across the desk from Ali, my terrifyingly enigmatic boss at Women Today. She’s asked me to do some fairly out-there things over the years but this one tops the lot.
‘It’s not legally binding,’ she says, as if that makes it better.
‘Look.’ I pinch the bridge of my nose, choosing my words carefully. ‘It’s one thing for an Alister to declare she’s “self-coupling” for an interview in Vogue, Ali. It’s altogether different for an almost-thirty-year-old dating columnist to claim she’s doing it too.’
I stumble as I say my age; the number sticks like glue in my mouth. Thirty felt like just another year until I was twenty-nine and three-quarters, but now that my landmark birthday is a few weeks away, I’ve started to experience all kinds of unexpected and unwelcome anxieties. I was – I am – determined not to make a big drama out of it, but with every passing day it’s as if someone adds an extra weight on to my shoulders – one of those mini cast-iron ones you get with old-fashioned kitchen scales. I’m disappearing under tiny, invisible kitchen weights and Ali has noticed my diminishment because Ali notices everything. She didn’t get to be the editor of one of the UK’s leading online lifestyle magazines by resting on her laurels; her meteoric rise is well documented in the industry with both green-eyed envy and huge respect. I consider myself lucky to work for her; I’d even go so far as to count her as a friend. A laser-eyed, ball-of-energy friend who terrifies me and makes me do things I don’t want to. Such as decamping to a remote Irish island I’ve never heard of to marry myself.