British Author, Cunning Woman & chronic overthinker. Lives in the wild between.

Very into: great cups of tea, good stories, and Welsh weather. Avoiding small talk & green veg since 1975.

Toria Howell — British Paranormal Romance author

hello, I’m Toria

A photo of a woman sitting on a stool, barefoot

I’ve always been the kind of person who sees too much, asks too many questions, and wonders what people aren’t saying. Writing has always been a way to make sense of that—sometimes by telling the truth, and sometimes by lying about it with intent. I think the best fiction does both.

I’ve been writing stories since I was a child, but it’s only recently that I’ve given myself permission to take it seriously. I want my books to feel like a rainy Sunday: a warm drink, a blanket, and a bit of gossip you can’t stop thinking about. Like comfort with teeth. 

On the days that I’m not working my butt off on the business or writing about bad ass characters, I’m probably drinking strong tea, reading in the bath, or giving side-eye to a suspiciously quiet cat (or teenager). Or swearing up a storm in the kitchen. They’re all equally common.

A NOTE ON OLEWYDD

I named my company Olewydd after my grandmother, whose name was Olive. I’m told I take after her in looks and temperament and Olewydd (Ol-eh-with) is Welsh for olive. Plus the publishing branch (Olewydd Press) tickles me every time I write it — yes, I have a toddler’s sense of humour.

British paranormal romance author Toria Howell

Life as an author.

It all begins with an idea that won’t leave you alone. Something that plays on your mind and into your dreams. Or maybe it’s a character that won’t shut up speaks to you. Whatever it is, the way you tell your stories can make all the difference to the quality of your sleep. That’s how my stories begin—just one idea or character that won’t let go, turning into a novel I can’t wait to share with you.

The Quiz

FOREVER ON Repeat

Shadow (Livingstone)


Spending my paycheque on

Cute Homewares


starsign

☉ Sagittarius


Favourite book

The Unmaking of June Farrow


My Happy Place Is

In the woods


Favourite Hobby

Reading


My favourite Person

The kid


I can’t live without

Chocolate Crisps


An illustration of a bee

Frequently Asked Questions

Official Bio & Headshots

Official Short Bio

Toria Howell weaves British folklore into contemporary paranormal romances. A practicing cunning woman and slow living enthusiast, she writes the kind of magic she works—practical, integrated, and rooted in the land. The Saltmere Chronicles is her debut series. When she’s not dreaming up curses, selkies, and seaside storms, she’s somewhere in Britain pretending the myths might still be real.

Official Long Bio

Toria Howell weaves British folklore into contemporary paranormal romances — love stories inspired by folklore, sea-magic, and the wild landscapes of the British Isles. A practicing cunning woman and slow living enthusiast, she writes the kind of magic she works—practical, integrated, and rooted in the land. Her debut series, The Saltmere Chronicles, weaves coastal paranormal romance and Cornish mythology with heartfelt storytelling.

Born in the UK but shaped by life in several countries, Toria writes with British spelling and a slightly confused accent. She finds inspiration in mist-covered hills, crumbling castles, local gossip, and the peculiarities of rural life—some of which find their way into her books if she’s not paying attention.

When she’s not writing, Toria’s most likely reading in a patch of sunlight, manipulating the weather for spectacular sunsets, or losing horrendously at tri-doms to her family. She lives with a teenager, two cats, and a plethora of books, most of which she’s owned since she was a child.

Approved photos

You’re welcome to use these photos digitally — consider this my permission! Just send a link to admin@toriahowell.com to where they’re being used so I can see them in the wild. Please note, they’re AI generated — a teenager, a full time writing career, and single parenting don’t leave time for photoshoots. Rest assured, they are me — it’s the only way I could keep a pair of white jeans clean long enough to get a photo.