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This book is part of a series, but can be read as a standalone.

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Lost And Found serie by Barbara Elsborg

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Individual Stories
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Barbara Elsborg
26 April 2022
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An ancient book of faerie magic. A renegade who will stop at nothing to possess it. And the two boys who stand in his way.


When fifteen-year-old Tar, part vampire, part something else, helps his father break into a remote house, he doesn’t care about the book his father is looking for. What he does care about is the little locked-up faerie kid. Merrick is alone, vulnerable and deaf.

The break in goes wrong, but Tar refuses to leave the eight-year-old even though it means facing his father’s fury. Events spiral from bad, to worse, to out of control: the book disappears, and Tar and Merrick are wrenched apart.


The boys grow into men, one living in the light and one in darkness, yet neither has forgotten the other. As powerful forces rise, the search for the missing book gains momentum, and Tar and Merrick’s paths collide once more.

Merrick is the key to the missing book and Tar is faced with a near impossible task: to keep the man he cares for safe, and do everything he can to stop the book and its secrets from falling into the wrong hands. And maybe, just maybe, save the world as we know it.

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Reviewed By: Josh Dale



Well, what can I say that I did not say two days a go in my review of the previous book in the series?

I can’t say Barbara has outdone herself again, or that it is an emotional rollercoaster. Even though they are both true for this story too.

This is the fourth book in the Lost & Found series. And is my favourite so far (I do hope we get to read Blairs and Mattias’ story).

Though I loved Inbetweeners, this one just has such a danger and thrilling suspense, that will keep you up all night reading.

What starts off as a break in gone wrong, leads its two main characters on different paths that eventually collide back together.

We start with a 15-year-old Tar, who break into a house that was supposed to be empty. When things go wrong Tar takes it upon himself to save Merrick before the house is burned down with him inside.

Their bond starts from there. Realising that there is an old book amongst the items Tar’s father took from Merrick’s home. Tar hides the book in Merrick’s bag, as a precaution in case his father tries to make him abandon Merrick.

After Tar’s father goes missing leaving Tar to look after 8-year-old Merrick who also happens to be deaf. They are brutally forced apart.

Some years later they accidently bump into each other in London, but their reconnection gets off to a frosty start.

Though they don’t know it yet, both their lives are in danger as well as the fate of the world and Fairyland.

Barbara treats us to a thrilling and often suspenseful ride, in this good vs evil mission, that involves betrayals, lies and sinister plans. Merrick and Tar must rebuild their relationship, which develops into romance, even if Tar is hard set against it at first. They soon learn to trust and work together. But can they save themselves and the world as we know it.

The cast is so strong, we have sunshine characters, mouthy characters, grim and gloomy characters, and the silent characters. Each with their unique talents and personalities. Several of the supporting cast are from the previous books, such as Emmitt and Nix from Inbetweeners.

The story world is so well developed, especially the power of the book and Merrick’s magical bag. That can clean and iron your clothes, wow Barbara if you have any spare bags like Merrick’s I’d buy one for the laundry trick alone.

The story is well paced with Barbara’s unique humour and writing style, and yes expect your emotions to be twisted several times.

The amount of effort the characters must endure to keep each other and the world safe, is enough to make you sweat.

I especially like how Merrick shows Tar that he is worth being loved and happy. Until Merrick re-enters Tar’s life, he does not have a life beyond his job.

A fully fledged, well rounded paranormal romance thriller, with a hint of hot sex, cute moments, and a few laughs, as well as some very dark moments for poor Tar.


It’s my birthday. Tar wondered if his father would remember. Since it was already the middle of the afternoon and he’d said nothing, probably not. No cake, then. Almost as if his stomach heard him thinking about food, it gave a loud rumble. He didn’t want to go downstairs to get something to eat because one of his father’s so-called friends had arrived half an hour ago, and Tar didn’t like the way Bill Samson looked at him. Though he didn’t like the way any of his father’s visitors looked at him, as if he was a pest, or food, or tasty in some other sort of way.

Tar went over to his wardrobe and pulled out his treasure box from under his shoes. He did the slide-and-twist trick to unlock it, lifted the lid and looked through the contents until he found the last birthday card his mother had given him. Tar ran his finger around the embossed silver number 5. The picture was of a boy talking to an alien and the alien was saying ‘For your birthday, I bought you the moon.’ Inside, his mother had written Happy Birthday, Star! All our love, Mummy and Daddy xxxxx

Less than a month later, he’d seen his mother for the last time. He’d never been called Star again. For years he’d felt as if his story had come to an abrupt halt that day, his life brought to a stop because she’d gone. All the atoms and molecules of his body had been sucked out with her departure and he was still waiting for someone to put them back in place.

Pointless trying to convince himself he didn’t miss her. He did. But life was easier if you didn’t allow yourself to feel sad about things you could do nothing to change. Accept and adapt. Life is what it is. Phrases he actually detested. Why should you just accept? Why was there no point in pushing for change, for something better? An easier life wasn’t necessarily a better one. Life was what you made it. And his life was sad. Had he made it sad? If so, he didn’t know how to fix it.

Sometimes he wondered why he’d kept any of the stuff in his box: the glow-in-the-dark stars, the rigged dice, the ammonite… Why hang onto reminders of the life he’d once had, especially when it hadn’t been that great anyway? But memories hurt as much as mementos, sometimes more, and all the things he’d kept were linked to some sort of happiness even if those moments had been fleeting. And any fragments of happiness needed to be treasured because they were treasures.

Life was what you made it was fine if you were an adult, and in a position to change things, but he wasn’t. The moments of joy he could recall from his early years had dimmed and blurred as time had passed. Being held in someone’s arms, being comforted when he’d scraped his knees, making either of his parents smile… Smiling himself… His chest tightened. He shoved the card inside the box, secured the lid in place, and returned it to the wardrobe. One day he’d throw everything away.

But not today.


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Barbara Elsborg lives in Kent in the South of England. She always wanted to be a spy, but having confessed to everyone without them even resorting to torture, she decided it was not for her. Volcanology scorched her feet. A morbid fear of sharks put paid to marine biology. So instead, she spent several years successfully selling cyanide.

After dragging up two rotten, ungrateful children and frustrating her sexy, devoted, wonderful husband (who can now stop twisting her arm) she finally has time to conduct an affair with an electrifying plugged-in male, her laptop.

Her books feature quirky heroines and bad boys, and she hopes they are as much fun to read as they were to write.

Thirteen facts about me

1. I’m blonde, but after having spotted one grey hair - I now dye my locks with mixed results. I know I should read the packet but hey, what can go wrong? My nicknames – badger, skunk (purely the look!!), snowball and pinkie. Yes, that time it really did go wrong.

2. I hate milk. Can’t drink it, smell it or even look at it.

3. Writing. I really do love that. I started by making up episodes of TV series with me as the heroine. You name it, I’ve been in it. My range is from paranormal to suspense to contemporary to erotica but everything I write has a touch of romance and humor. Well, I think I’m funny. My family laugh at me all the time.

4. Former life – a sad cautionary tale. Started off as a government inspector – spying on people trying to cheat on their taxes. A short period as a media planner in an advertising agency. I fled that at dead of night. Several years selling cyanide – mainly to Sweden for the largest chemical company in the UK. Grand title of export manager. There was just me in the department. Had kids. Ughghghg. Then went to work as Government Inspector, spying on teachers. I was so popular, you can’t believe. Thank goodness I married well. (Married for money anyway)

5. No I didn’t, dear. Husband is financial whiz. Met at university when he was bringing a sack of potatoes to my flat mate. Romance is his middle name. Gifts to me include – supermarket vouchers, hedge trimmer and a hammer drill and reduced flowers past their wilt-by date. He spent most of his life in the aerospace industry making missiles. He’s atoning for his sins by doing my shopping.

6. Two children. Daughter a lawyer. Son has escaped to live in Texas. Enough said.

7. Books – I ADORE. I read at least one a day. I have thousands as I can’t stand to part with them. I read at lightning speed. 70-80 pages in 20 minutes. That’s fast? Right?

8. What do I do all day? Write. All day if I can. It’s my world and I love it. Start at 8.00 and finish late. Interspersed with journeys on the internet and satisfying needs of husband. No, not those sorts of needs. Really!! I was thinking of making coffee.

9. Worried about – possible visit from FBI. Research for one of my thrillers did involve some investigation into how a fetus would decay under a boat shed. Research into plastic handcuffs brought a deluge of porn. Well, that was my excuse and I’m sticking to it. I find I need to keep checking dubious sites. I might be addicted.

10. I’m very tall. 5’10 and a bit. I used to be very self-conscious about my height. Now I don’t care. I’m far more worried about other bits of me.

11. I won the prize at school for ‘Good Conduct and Example’ It was the worst day of my life. Well, one of them. I so want to be bad. Sigh.

12. I am incapable of telling right from left at crucial moments. Won’t be flying jets anytime soon.

I’m struggling now. I’m really not interesting.

13. Ohh, I was once kicked by a giraffe.

Phew, made it.



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