Today we are thrilled to be on tour with International bestselling author Emma Scott’s epic New Adult Standalone Romance, A FIVE-MINUTE LIFE

Thea Hughes has five minutes to live.

A car accident stole her parents and left her with the second-worst documented case of amnesia in the world. She now has only minutes of experiences, of consciousness, of life…before her memory is wiped clean. The once effervescent artist with a promising future is reduced to scribbling with pens and paper, living an empty, quiet life, three hundred seconds at a time.

Jim Whelan is on autopilot.

A foster kid shuffled around the system since birth, he’s lived his entire life without knowing love…and it’s taken its toll—until he learned to fight back, carry his armor, and keep his head down.

Working as an orderly in the Blue Ridge Sanitarium, deep in Virginia countryside, Jim looked up…and found Thea.

When Thea has the chance to break free of her five-minute prison with a risky, experimental surgery, it could lead them both to an epic love they never thought possible… or one that could require the ultimate sacrifice.

A stand-alone, new adult romance.

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Reviewed by Sharon Thérèse at KFF

A Five Minute Life is a feast for the senses and believe you me, it’s been a long while since all mine has been so alert. Scott’s prose encourages you to read fast, and you do but not without its consequences. What happens in five minutes becomes tortuous, uplifting, heartening and devastating. You gulp, go back and read passages in those pages turned hastily because just maybe you’d missed a significant detail by a hair’s breadth. You hope, too. Yes, plenty of that but the crushing knowledge learnt won’t appease even the hardest reader’s heart. Never have I read a story quite like this one. In fact, l have yet to come down from the high. The lows…oh-so-many, many tears.

Jimmy. This young man melted my heart and while writing this review and reflecting upon all of his qualities, I cried. With such a painful past that still comes back to haunt him, it would have been so easy for him to go down the wrong path, but he didn’t. He’s happy with what he’s got; nonetheless, he has his dreams…dreams he thinks are out of reach. Hmm…just maybe he’ll find encouragement to carry them out from the least expected person. Jimmy has a handicap and oh my, did Scott describe it with finesse. He has few words to share with anyone but what he doesn’t say, he makes up for in other ways. Trustworthy and hard-working, I couldn’t have rooted for this determined lad more. Everything he did was right and even if he was told otherwise, in my book he always did what was best for a lass who was trapped in her five-minute life.

“…Love. Without love, what’s the point?” 

When the reader meets Thea, we get to know how high-spirited and talented she is. Out-going and out-spoken, her older sister Delia is daunted by her. One thing is for sure, they care for each other as siblings do. In fact, when disaster strikes, Delia’s protectiveness not only overwhelmed me, I also found her stance irrational. She has a sharp tongue and little patience for those around her sister. However, trying to picture what it must have been like for her was difficult although comprehensible.

“I love your sister to pieces, but a monastery isn’t serious enough for her.” 

There were so many profoundly touching moments in this love story that took my breath away. Little-big clues Jimmy discovers, his courage to carry on and his calm demeanour during tough scenes. Him never giving up regardless of the setbacks. Him taking what little is given in real-time with Thea which are few and far between, are what counts. Every single minute he has with her isn’t lost. Somehow in Talia’s confusion, a bond grows, but wait until it flowers. To say I smiled would be an understatement. It is glorious. And damn it, I’m crying again!

‘He’s like a shot of booze, or a drug that feels too good to be legal.’ 

A third into the book and I still had that touch and go feeling. I can honestly say it felt as if I was living Thea’s fears but through it all, Jimmy was there brightening up her day with everything he had to offer. His inspiration filled my heart, her despair left me emotionally wrought.

‘Tiny tentacles of fear wormed into me as sleep came on.
It’s too good. Nothing good last.’

When I book has the calibre as does A Five-Minute Life, these words of praise seem to be insufficient. Small even. The author has knocked it out of the park! Impeccable storytelling, a plot that grips you from the first page to the last, and fabulous character development are only a couple of things that make this an epic romance. Get ready for a read like no other you’ve ever read! You won’t want to put it down, and since it’s a snotty-nosed read, you’ll definitely need a man-sized hanky or three at hand. It is plain to see that Scott has given her all and it’s paid off in spades. Bravo!


© Emma Scott 2019
All rights reserved.


“Marc Antony,” I said and nodded at her drawing. “Part of your Egyptian studies?”Thea leaned her cheek on her folded hands like she was warming herself before a fire. “Marc Antony is part of the romance. A love story with Cleopatra. He went to war for her. Died for her. When they told her he was dead, she put her hand in a basket with an asp. Can you imagine? Loving someone so much that the thought of life without them is too unbearable?”“No,” I said. “I can’t.”Her gaze dropped to my hand on the table and her fingers reached to trace the scars on my knuckles.

These tell a story, don’t they?” She traced one of the fine lines. “You put your hand in with the snakes, too.”

I nodded slowly, savoring the feel of her warm skin on mine. “So the bullies would leave me alone.”

“And did they?”


“I’m glad.” She put her hand in mine completely, her fingers wrapping around and holding tight. “I’m being too… something. Personal. Delia would throw a fit, but I feel like…”

“Like what, Thea?”

“Like I have to hold on to this moment, you know? Or you… I don’t even know you and yet I don’t want to stop talking to you.” Her hand squeezed mine. “I don’t care if you have a stutter, but please keep talking to me, Jimmy. Okay?”

My mouth went dry at the nameless desperation in her eyes.

Jesus, does she know she’s trapped? She can’t. Impossible…

“I won’t,” I said. “I’ll talk to you every day. I promise.”

Thea breathed a small sigh of relief and released my hand. “Thank you, Jimmy. That makes me feel better.”

With a final smile—a parting smile, I realized—she took up her pen and then froze.

She’s resetting.

Confusion passed over her features. She looked up at me, flinching a little to see a big man in close proximity. I instantly leaned back to give her space.

“How long has it been?” she asked.

“Two years,” I said, my voice hardly more than a whisper. “But the doctors are working on your case.”

“Yes, they are.” She smiled hesitantly and found my nametag. “I’m Thea Hughes.”

Seven. Seven times now.

“Jim Whelan,” I said.

She offered her hand. Again. I took it robotically, enduring her one-pump shake. Again. Her fingers didn’t linger in mine but released immediately, the way you do with a stranger. Again.

“Nice to meet you, Jim Whelan.”

Fuck. I can’t do this.

I rose to my feet. “I have to get to work.”

Her face fell. “Oh. Bummer. Will I see you again?”

I could promise her I would, but she wouldn’t remember. There was no promise. I could tell her the sky was falling or my name was Abraham Lincoln and she wouldn’t know the damn difference. It’d vanish, like every other word we’d ever spoken to each other. I vanished every time her reset hit and was recreated over again in Thea’s eyes. I could be whatever I wanted; whomever I wanted. And yet she was the one woman I might’ve had a chance to be myself with.

The terrible irony of it was like copper in my mouth.

“Sure, Miss Hughes,” I said. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”


Emma Scott is a bestselling author of emotional, character-driven romances in which art and love intertwine to heal, and in which love always wins. If you enjoy thoughtful, realistic stories with diverse characters and kind-hearted heroes, you will enjoy my novels.




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