Iona Grey is a writer of sweeping, romantic stories that span decades and generations and incorporate family secrets, old houses and loves lost and found. Her debut novel, Letters to the Lost, won the RNA Romantic Novel of the Year in 2016 and is published in 16 different countries. The Glittering Hour followed in 2019 in the UK and the US and 9 other territories. Her third novel, The Chatelaine, is in progress.

Iona Grey

Iona Grey is a writer of sweeping, romantic stories that span decades and generations and incorporate family secrets, old houses and loves lost and found. Her debut novel, Letters to the Lost, won the RNA Romantic Novel of the Year in 2016 and is published in 16 different countries. The Glittering Hour followed in 2019 in the UK and the US and 9 other territories. Her third novel, The Chatelaine, is in progress.

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WINNER OF THE ROMANTIC NOVEL OF THE YEAR 2016

About Iona

Before I was a writer I was a reader, and the kind of books I devoured as a child became the kind of books I have ended up writing.

About Iona

Before I was a writer I was a reader, and the kind of books I devoured as a child became the kind of books I have ended up writing.

Testimonials

‘Captivating characters, convincing and compelling.’

Fern Britton

‘A beautiful, tender story from a naturally gifted storyteller.’

Lucinda Riley

‘A captivating and deliciously romantic tale…that will tear your heart in two.’

Rachel hore

‘Beautiful writing, compelling characters and an ending that made me cry.’

Red

‘Poignant, insightful and beautifully realised.’

Woman & Home

‘Stunning.’

Veronica Henry

‘Gorgeously written… I loved it.’

Jill Mansell

‘An epic story of joyous hedonism and desperate heartache. Just beautiful.’

Catherine Isaac

‘Vivid and heartbreaking.’

Prima

‘A moving period love story.’

Sunday Mirror

Spooky Season

If each of the months have a colour, October is Orange. There’s the changing leaves, of course, the rosehips, like mini kumquats on the climbers I haven’t got round to pruning, the skies at 5pm when the short afternoon subsides into a russet sunset, and the tide of...

Seasonal Shift

After a summer of drab grey cloud and torrential downpours, September has arrived in a blaze of glorious gold. This weekend I had to dig out the standby bottle of Factor 50 I bought in May, in readiness for a repeat of last year’s heatwave, and the t-shirt I found in...

Notes from a Long Marriage

I met my husband on midsummer night 1991. It seems astonishing that this was 32 years ago, though I don’t know why it should; the fact that years merge into moments as we get older and the past stays as fresh in our memories as if it had been preserved in layers of...

Recovery

It’s Sunday evening and I am writing this the old-fashioned way – longhand, in a notebook. I’m sitting in my writing hut (writing hot might be a better name, now we seem to be having a sudden heatwave) but the iMac screen on my desk is black and blank and I don’t have...

Mostly Sunny with Scattered Showers

I’m writing this on a green, dripping Monday morning, with the smell of spring rain coming in through the open window. Typical British bank holiday weather, though this is a bonus bank holiday, so we can’t complain. This time yesterday we were waking up to blue skies,...

The Joys of Spring (and Middle-Age)

When I was little I remember the November excitement of waiting for the first Christmas decorations to appear. In my small town I knew the likely places for the first sightings – the farming supplies shop on the corner, the house I passed on the way to school with the...

Hibernation

I think February often feels like this. After the rush of new year enthusiasm and energy for clearing the decks and making plans, there’s a sort of pendulum swing back and a drawing inwards. A sense of – yes, I’m looking forward to doing this thing and getting started...

Starting Again

So here we are – January again. Happy New Year! The last time I wrote a blog post that began with those words was in 2013 (on February 27th, which was a pretty clear sign that I was falling out of the blogging habit!) so it feels like coming full circle to be writing...

In the Bleak Midwinter

I had big plans. With one book completed and delivered at the end of October, and the next at the stage of gentle gestation (as opposed to painful labour) I thought this Christmas I might finally achieve a level of festive organisation that has always previously...

Me and the Man in the Cable-Knit Cardigan

Hello? Testing… (taps microphone, clears throat) Welcome to my brand new shiny website! I’ve been wanting a new home on the internet since I fell out of love with Twitter and decided to break up with it. I don’t miss the shouty politics, trolling and emotional drama,...

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