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Saturday, March 19, 2016
Thursday, March 17, 2016
Where Dragonflies Hover
Although this is a contemporary, it also has another story within it that is set in World War One.
Excerpt:
Where Dragonflies Hover blurb:
Sometimes a glimpse
into the past can help make sense of the future …
Everyone thinks Lexi is crazy when she falls in love with
Hollingsworth House – a crumbling old Georgian mansion in Yorkshire – and
nobody more so than her husband, Dylan. But there’s something very special
about the place, and Lexi can sense it.
Whilst exploring the grounds she stumbles across an old
diary and, within its pages, she meets Allie – an Australian nurse working in
France during the First World War.
Lexi finally realises her dream of buying Hollingsworth but
her obsession with the house leaves her marriage in tatters. In the lonely
nights that follow, Allie’s diary becomes Lexi’s companion, comforting her in
moments of darkness and pain. And as Lexi reads, the nurse’s scandalous
connection to the house is revealed …
The late sunshine enveloped the
house in a golden glow. Again, it seemed to call to her, begging for attention.
A path on the left of the drive looked inviting as it meandered through a small
strand of poplars. Lexi grabbed her keys, locked the car and took off to
explore again. She had nothing to rush home to now, and if she got caught for
trespassing, then so be it.
The overgrown pathway brought her
out on the far side of the grounds near the end of a small lake. She gazed over
the water towards the back of the house and noticed a paved terrace area. From
there the lawn then sloped down to the water. She’d not been around the back before
and fell even more in love with the property. She could imagine the serenity of
sipping a cool drink on a hot summer’s day and looking out over the lake.
Lexi stepped out along the bank.
A lone duck swam by, its movement serene on the glassy, dark surface. This side
of the lake was in shadow from large pine trees, and she stumbled on fallen
pinecones hidden in the long grass. On the opposite side of the water were some
small buildings, a garage, fruit trees in early blossom, and an overgrown
vegetable patch, complete with a broken, rejected-looking scarecrow.
She wandered over to a narrow
shed on her left and peered through its sole, dirty window. Unable to make out
much in the dimness, she walked around to the front and was surprised when she
was able to pull the bolt back on the door. Why didn’t people lock things? A
covered rowboat took up most of the space inside. She smiled, seeing herself
rowing it on the lake. Growing more excited, Lexi edged around it to peer at
the workbenches and the odd assortment of tools and useless things one found in
abandoned sheds. It was like treasure hunting in an antique shop. She used to
love doing that with her grandfather.
She glanced about and spied a
dusty painting leaning against the wall. The scene was of a child and a brown
dog. Behind the canvas were more paintings, some framed, some not. Lexi flicked
through them. The ones that caught her attention she took out and set aside.
She looked for somewhere to sit
and study the paintings. A small tin trunk wedged under a workbench seemed the
only offering. Thinking it empty, she went to tug it out, but it remained fast.
Using both hands, she heaved it
out and was showered in a puff of dust. Squatting down, she inspected the latch
that was held tight with a small lock. ‘Why are you locked?’ she murmured. The
shed was open to anyone passing by, yet this ugly little chest had a lock on
it. The trunk was nothing special, plain and in parts rusted. No ornament or
writing hinted at its use.
Intrigued, she grabbed a hammer
from the workbench, but then hesitated. She had no right to open someone else’s
property. Lexi closed her eyes momentarily. What
was she thinking of breaking into the trunk? What am I doing? Never
had she broken the law and here she was guilty of trespassing and breaking and
entering! She looked around the rowboat as though expecting someone to jump out
and arrest her.
Something inside urged her on.
She knew she couldn’t stop now. Sucking in a deep breath, she bent and hit the
lock hard. The ringing sound was loud in the quiet serenity of the garden. The
metal dented and with another few solid whacks the lock gave.
Shivers of excitement tingled
along her skin. Gently, she eased up the lid.
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Wednesday, March 9, 2016
Countdown to release! 14 March! SEVEN NIGHTS OF SIN #HistoricalRomance Anthology!
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This is my contribution to the fabulous anthology!.
Can one night with a rake be enough for a lifetime?
Miss Bella Lacey desires to accomplish two things before settling into an unfulfilling marriage to the man her father has chosen. First, she intends to inveigle a goodly amount of money for her orphans from a man of means and, second, to have one night of passion to help her endure the dreary years ahead.
When Derrick, Lord Eaglestone, a wealthy viscount with a scandalous reputation, agrees to donate to Miss Lacey’s charity, he has only seduction in mind. Little does he suspect that Miss Lacey has already chosen him to debauch her before she weds another. The lady has virtually fallen into his lap, but much to his annoyance, he finds himself reluctant to oblige her.
Excerpt:
The champagne was delicious, and she drank thirstily. Holding the half-empty flute, she took in the trees in summer leaf and banks of bright flowers. It was quite perfect. At the thought of Lord Eaglestone attempting to seduce here on the blanket, her toes curled. It must happen during the night and would require perfect timing. She took a deep sip of champagne, thinking of what was hopefully to come.
Eaglestone showed little inclination to seduce her. He began to remove plates, silverware, and napkins from the hamper. Delectable foods followed.
She sipped the champagne while watching him pile her plate. “Oysters!”
He pinned her with his gaze. “You like oysters?”
“Yes, very much.”
He took a small penknife from his pocket, wiped it clean, and levered open a shell.
“Why then, the world’s mine oyster,
Which I with sword will open.”
Surprised, Bella laughed. It seemed incongruous for him to quote from Shakespeare’s The Merry Wives of Windsor.
“You find that amusing?” A smile lifted the corners of his mouth. He was very appealing when he smiled.
The wine banished her nerves and loosened her tongue. “Most appropriate. I must confess I didn’t expect to hear Shakespeare quoted from someone who denounced verse so ruthlessly last night.”
“You are quite wrong. I only denounce my own paltry attempts.”
He leaned over and held the oyster shell to her lips. When she parted them, he tipped the oyster in. “Swallow it whole,” he said, his eyes on her mouth.
Her mouth filled with the smooth, salty taste. She closed her eyes as the oyster slipped down her throat. “Mmm, lovely.”
“You look very lovely eating it,” he said in his husky voice. He leaned forward and kissed her.
With the light touch of his lips, Bella’s breath caught. Her hand fluttered to his shoulder before common sense prevailed. “Sir!” Flushing, she drew back. He must first agree to her request.
“Merely a small kiss between business associates, Miss Lacey.” He lay back on his elbows on the rug like a sleepy panther, watching her.
Bella’s whole body tingled. The kiss, brief as it was, had turned her insides to honey. Was he laughing at her? She sensed he wasn’t as relaxed as he made out. Fighting to keep hold of her objective, she forked up a piece of chicken from her plate. “Do you often picnic in the park with a lady?”
“Not as a rule.” The sight of him biting a chicken leg with his strong white teeth made her feel hot, imagining him nibbling on her.
That he was here with her made her suspect she’d become part of an exclusive group of women who’d gained his attention. She couldn’t help but be flattered, although she wasn’t fooled into believing she was any more special to him than the rest. It hardly mattered. After one night, they would part. She drew in a breath; she really must stop her mind racing ahead to that night.
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The Regency was a time of both opulence and abject poverty. Of economic and social change: the Napoleonic wars, the power struggle for the Americas, and the Industrial revolution when people began to desert the country for the cities.
Celebrity Lord Byron wrote dark romantic poetry, and Beau Brummell defined and shaped fashion into a period of simplistic elegance. Men abandoned brocades and lace for linen trousers, overcoats with breeches and boots, and women abandoned corsets for high wasted, thin gauzy dresses.
A spend-thrift aesthete known for his scandalous affairs, George IV, the Prince of Wales was made Regent in 1811 after his father was declared too mad to rein. Prinny presided over the elegant society of the ton, the Upper Ten Thousand, who defined themselves by an incredibly formal etiquette code which set them apart from the rising middle class.
Thursday, March 3, 2016
Historical saga: The Day Embroidered
The Day Embroidered
blurb:
1899. A life altering event led Catrina Davies to hide from her family and society. Alone in The Highlands she exists in a lonely world cared for only by her saviour, a kind old gentleman. When she receives a surprise visitor, Travis Millard, the man she used to love, her head and heart are thrown into turmoil.
Travis is determined to save her from this poor life and return her to her family where she belongs. No one is more surprised than he when she agrees to marry him.
When Catrina arrives back at her family estate, Davmoor Court in Yorkshire, she is stunned to see the changes. While her father clings to life, Davmoor is nearly ruined by her brother's gambling obsession, and there is something strange about his new wife.
As Catrina adjusts to her regained position in society and being with Travis, her marriage comes under attack from Travis's grandmother, who has her own secrets and reason for loathing the Davies family.
When one of her brother's adversaries comes to stake his claim on the estate, the resulting chaos threatens not only Catrina's home, but the very lives of those she loves the most.
Can she find the strength to fight once more for the right to be happy?
The Day Embroidered is available in paperback or ebook from all places such as Amazon USA and UK, etc.
Thursday, February 25, 2016
SEVEN NIGHTS OF SIN Available on Pre-Order Grab it now for 0.99! Released 14 March!
SEVEN NIGHTS OF
SIN
One
night, one tryst can change everything...
Seven
Sensuous stories by New York Times and USA Today bestselling author, Sabrina
York, with bestselling and award-winning authors Maggi Andersen, Lynne Connolly,
Eliza Lloyd, Suzi Love, Hildie McQueen, and Victoria Vane. Enter a world
of passion and mystery where dashing heroes and dauntless heroines come
together in a scorching conflagration that will will tip your world on its
end.
LUSCIOUS by Sabrina
York
Revenge...or
redemption? Which will he choose?
ONE SCANDALOUS
NIGHT by Maggi Andersen
Can one night with
a rake be enough for a lifetime?
THE DEVIL YOU KNOW
by Victoria Vane
She
found heaven in the devil’s arms.
UNDER A SILVER MOON
by Hildie Mcqueen
The shadows of the
past fall over a man and a woman attempting to start anew.
MY DEAR MR.
FORRESTER by Eliza Lloyd
He can't resist a
woman in trouble. Will he ever learn?
WHAT HE WANTS by
Lynne Connolly
Love hides in
unexpected places...
PLEASURE HOUSE BALL by Suzi Love
Love revealed at a
courtesan’s ball.
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LUSCIOUS
by SABRINA YORK
When Deveny Hargrove rescues a
waif in a rainstorm in the middle of nowhere, he has no idea that she
represents his long-awaited chance at vengeance. When she offers him her
virginity—in an attempt to escape an unwanted society marriage—he has to agree.
To his surprise, very little of his motivation stems from punishing her
brother.
The fact is, Matilda Paddington
represents his chance at revenge...or redemption…but his choice could destroy
them both.
ONE SCANDALOUS NIGHT by MAGGI
ANDERSEN
Can
one night with a rake be enough for a lifetime?
Miss Bella Lacey desires to
accomplish two things before settling into an fulfilling marriage to the man
her father has chosen. First, she intends to inveigle a goodly amount of money
for her orphans from a man of means, and second, to have one night of passion
to help her endure the dreary years ahead.
When Derrick, Lord Eaglestone, a
wealthy viscount with a scandalous reputation, agrees to donate to Miss Lacey’s
charity, he has only seduction in mind. Little does he suspect that Miss Lacey
has already chosen him to debauch her before she weds another. The lady has
virtually fallen into his lap, but much to his annoyance, he finds himself
reluctant to oblige her.
THE
DEVIL YOU KNOW by VICTORIA VANE
When
dealing with the Devil, it's easy to get burned…
Who can find a virtuous woman… Beautiful, respectable, and dutiful, Lady Diana Palmerston-Wriothesley has long resigned herself to her twelve-year loveless and childless marriage to a feckless husband…until his gambling pushes them to the brink of financial ruin.
Sometimes
the devil is disguised as a gentleman…
Viscount Ludovic, "The Devil” DeVere is accustomed to taking what he wants
heedless of the cost, until he encounters a woman who won't be had at any price.
She
found heaven in the devil’s arms...
When Diana discovers a secret that shatters the carefully built façade
concealing her private pain, she seeks aid and comfort from the most unlikely
place…the devil's arms. But will a single night of heavenly passion damn them
both forever?
UNDER
A SILVER MOON by HILDIE MCQUEEN
The shadows of the past fall over
Silver City, Idaho casting its darkness over a man and a woman attempting to
start anew.
When US
Marshal Lucas McKade and new deputy of Silver City decided to settle down, he
didn't consider how his presence could bring complications to the townspeople
of his new home. Against every instinct he seeks out apothecary owner
Camille Johnston, a woman who calls to his basic nature to protect and to make
his.
Camille
Johnston knows that eventually the secrets of her past will come to haunt, yet
she hopes to keep things hidden as long as possible and enjoy her lonely but
peaceful existence in Silver City. The new deputy brings with him desires
she'd thought firmly shut away. A relationship of any kind comes with
very dangerous consequences.
A story
of Lucas and Camille, who attempt to leave a past behind only to find true
happiness, comes when they face it.
MY
DEAR MR. FORRESTER BY ELIZA LLOYD
He
can't resist a woman in trouble. Will he ever learn?
Joshua
Forrester is a man of the world, returning to London after receiving a wound in
a Parisian duel. He's done it again - out to save all womankind. When will he
ever learn not all women want to be saved? In London, he
is reacquainted with a family friend and now widow, Char
Dunlevee. He is charmed - and appalled. He knows her secret and is furious
his friend, Char’s now dead husband, could have left her in such circumstances.
He can save her, if she will only say yes to his proposal.
Char
has other plans. Joshua would make a perfect husband—for one of her sisters.
She doesn’t need to be saved. Seduced perhaps…? With one kiss, Char forgets her
plans as she is drawn closer to the enigmatic and dear Mr. Forrester.
WHAT HE WANTS by LYNNE CONNOLLY
Love hides in unexpected
places...
London businesswoman Annie
Cathcart can’t bring herself to enter into another business arrangement
masquerading as marriage. When her current landlord demands her hand in exchange
for her continued use of the property, there is only one answer—she must find
another house. Upon inquiring after a property owned by the dashing Earl
of Carbrooke, the last thing she expects is an indecent proposal. Forced to
choose, should she risk everything she’s worked so hard for and trust a man she
hardly knows —or sink back into her lackluster life?
Upon
unexpectedly inheriting the Earldom of Carbrooke, Gerald Dersingham fears his
carefree days are behind him—until a sensuous widow inquires after his former
residence. Unable to resist the temptation to have one last liaison before
settling down with the lovely but boring Lady Elizabeth, he offers her one
night of passion in return for the lease, little knowing how explosive and far
reaching the consequences will be....
PLEASURE HOUSE BALL by
SUZI LOVE
Love revealed at a courtesan’s
ball.
Brenton, Lord Mallory, attends his first courtesan’s ball in ten years
to appease his concerned friends, though he’d rather stay home and read to his motherless
daughters. To protect his friend, Lady Lillian Armstrong, Brenton hides her in
a wardrobe, but his resistance, and years of self-imposed
celibacy, shatters when her soft curves press against him.
Though mortified that Brenton
unmasked her at the scandalous ball, Lillian doesn’t regret their night
together. But will the object of her girlish adoration still treat her as his
best friend’s little sister, or will he now see her as a mature and willing
woman?
I write sensual historical romance where heroes meet their match in feisty heroines. Add a dash of adventure, a murder or two, a mystery or intrigue. What better time to set them than the Georgian, Regency and the late Victorian period on the brink of the 20th Century.
The Regency was a time of both opulence and abject poverty. Of economic and social change: the Napoleonic wars, the power struggle for the Americas, and the Industrial revolution when people began to desert the country for the cities.
Celebrity Lord Byron wrote dark romantic poetry, and Beau Brummell defined and shaped fashion into a period of simplistic elegance. Men abandoned brocades and lace for linen trousers, overcoats with breeches and boots, and women abandoned corsets for high wasted, thin gauzy dresses.
A spend-thrift aesthete known for his scandalous affairs, George IV, the Prince of Wales was made Regent in 1811 after his father was declared too mad to rein. Prinny presided over the elegant society of the ton, the Upper Ten Thousand, who defined themselves by an incredibly formal etiquette code which set them apart from the rising middle class.
Friday, February 19, 2016
Historical Women's Fiction Sale
My historical women's fiction book, To Gain What's Lost, is about to start a three day price reduction promotion on Amazon UK and Amazon USA.
It will be on sale for .99c starting Friday 20th until Monday morning.
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Wednesday, January 27, 2016
Morcar the Northern Earl and His Captive. Bk 4 of the Medieval Captives Series by Lindsay Townsend
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Morcar the Earl is a pagan, hated by the Norman Bishop Cyril. Cyril and his bastard son Gaspar plot to unseat Morcar and kidnap his son Thorfinn to raise as a puppet manipulated by Cyril. Morcar is overcome and flung into a cave chained to a young woman, the witch Hemlock. Hemlock has herself been betrayed by Gaspar, who had forced her to be his mistress and then abandoned her once she became pregnant. Hemlock has just lost her unborn baby and is highly distrustful of men.
As a pagan, Morcar believes in many gods and worships the ancient stag god, whose horned tattoo he bears on his arm. It is partly for fear of the god that Cyril’s men dared not murder him, instead manacling him to Hemlock and leaving them both to starve. Can they work together to escape? Can they recover Thorfinn? In the end, what future can there be between an earl and a witch? A BookStrand Mainstream Romance.
Morcar the Earl is a pagan, hated by the Norman Bishop Cyril. Cyril and his bastard son Gaspar plot to unseat Morcar and kidnap his son Thorfinn to raise as a puppet manipulated by Cyril. Morcar is overcome and flung into a cave chained to a young woman, the witch Hemlock. Hemlock has herself been betrayed by Gaspar, who had forced her to be his mistress and then abandoned her once she became pregnant. Hemlock has just lost her unborn baby and is highly distrustful of men.
As a pagan, Morcar believes in many gods and worships the ancient stag god, whose horned tattoo he bears on his arm. It is partly for fear of the god that Cyril’s men dared not murder him, instead manacling him to Hemlock and leaving them both to starve. Can they work together to escape? Can they recover Thorfinn? In the end, what future can there be between an earl and a witch? A BookStrand Mainstream Romance.
STORY EXCERPT
Chapter 1
Fall of the Year, 1133, Northern England
Someone petted his hair. At least he still had a head, although it felt like a splintered log, which Morcar decided was better than the alternative. But what had happened?
Without opening his eyes, he flexed his fingers and toes, a rush of gratitude sweeping through him as he realized his limbs were also still attached.
And they may not have been.
A memory fell into him like a striking hammer on an anvil. Sudden fist and knife blows from behind, from unseen unanticipated enemies, wild fighting, his son—
Morcar reared up with a shout. The slim fingers petting his hair pushed him back down.
“Your lad is alive,” a voice breathed by his ear. “Alive and whole. The church-men took him. Sleep.”
“Do not order…”
The hand resumed carding through his hair and Morcar wallowed back into unconsciousness.
* * * *
Later he blinked again into wakefulness. His brains no longer felt to be seeping from his skull and his shoulders burned, which he assumed was an improvement on the hollow ringing that had throbbed through his body earlier. Shifting slightly, he forced his eyes open wider, seeing an orange, flickering glare against a black backdrop. Is it night or am I underground?
“Sage tea. Want some?”
Jerking aside, Morcar rolled onto his back and yelped, his vision blurring afresh for an instant.
“You have grazes and knife cuts and deep bruises down your spine but you can move so you will heal up tight. Tisane?”
He smelled the fresh, head-clearing sage tea, then, and watched a cup wobble in out of the gloom in front of him. Squirming onto his side, Morcar tried to clasp the cup and failed, tried again and succeeded.
He groaned as the hot drink almost scalded the back of his throat and then thirstily drained the rest of the cup.
“More?” the voice suggested.
“Please.”
His clearing vision showed a pair of startled hazel eyes and a heart-shaped, delicate face, framed by a melee of tangled tresses. The spiky brown hair looked surprisingly pretty on this urchin, though he had only seen short hair for women on female prisoners before. But what was he rambling about? Focus. A girl. My nurse is a girl. Her brilliant eyes reminded him sharply of Maud, his wife. My wife! Mother of our son. Thank the Gods she died in her sleep three winters past, at peace and ready to join the old ones. He could not have borne her suffering, else, or her knowing that their child had been stolen away.
Thorfinn, their son. Small and dark-haired like his mother, with a gap-toothed grin and a low, chortling laugh. Thorfinn, with his secret bedtime toy of a raggedy cloth robin and his favorite bright red boots. Named for the God Thor and Maud’s father, Finn. Five years old and already a fearless horseman and a merry, good-natured soul who would share his supper with any who looked hungry. Thorfinn would be a generous lord, leading his people with a high heart. Unless the church-men corrupt him. That is why they kidnapped him, to act as regents in my—his—lands and to raise him as they see fit.
Remembering Thorfinn’s wild sobbing as the bishops’ men took the boy away was the worst sound he had ever heard. Grief bit into his lungs, harsh as a Viking blood-eagle, and Morcar choked.
“Sit up, please,” the girl beside him coaxed. “You will breathe the easier.”
“Thor’s hammer! Do not order me—” Morcar’s rasped complaint subsided into a new bout of coughing. The wretched girl seized the advantage. Hauling him up under his arms like a bag of tools, she dragged him into a sitting position, bracing his back with a knobbly knee. Another cup of sage tea appeared and Morcar drank it, scowling at his rescuer. She was small and prickly, like a hedgehog, if such a creature ever dressed in a faded, ruby-colored gown and with grubby bare feet.
“My name is Hemlock.”
At his stifled snort, the girl flicked her bangs back from her forehead like an irritated mare shaking its mane and went on, “I am a hedge-witch, though by no means as powerful as Elfrida, Magnus’s wife.”
Morcar nodded his understanding, feeling a little ashamed now of smirking at her unusual name. The church-men disliked witches nearly as much as they disapproved of pagans.
“You follow the old ways?” he asked, wondering where they were.
Hemlock’s answer had him twisting round to stare at her. “Always. After my parents died, my greedy brother sold me to Gaspar, the bishop’s son. He baptized me by force and re-named me Mary. He cut off my long hair and sold it. I worked in his household for two years. Despite my protests and distaste, he kept me as a mistress until I got with child because I no longer possessed the herbs to make a pregnancy-stopping tisane. Then the pious bishop’s son called me a whore and cast me out.”
Hemlock stopped speaking, the sound of her quickened breathing very loud and echoing faintly. We are in an enclosed space, then, possibly close to the sea from the faint tang of salt I can smell and taste in the air.
“Why should Gaspar do that?” he asked, feeling still very slow and stupid as he caught up with Gaspar’s casual cruelty. To shear off a woman’s glory, her hair and then sell it, and worse, to throw her from his household when she was pregnant—Morcar shuddered, strongly, once. Children were a gift from the gods. “Why?” he asked a second time.
“He wants no bastards,” snapped Hemlock. She had gone pale, white to the lips. In the dark of the cave her face hung beside his like a death mask on a pole.
Friday, January 15, 2016
PASSIONATE PROMISES - HISTORICAL ROMANCE ANOTHOLOGY
PASSIONATE
PROMISES: An Embracing Romance Anthology
Nine Promises to Stir Your
Passions from award-winning, bestselling authors. Enter the dazzling world of
brawny Vikings, Regency rogues, and sexy scoundrels as they take you on one
romantic journey after the other in these tantalizing historicals filled
with betrayal, intrigue, and passion.
To
Challenge the Earl of Cravenswood
by Bronwen Evans
A Promise
of Love by Ella Quinn
A Kiss for
Miss Kingsley by Collette Cameron
Stirring
Passions by Maggi Andersen
A Pledge of
Passion by Victoria Vane
Never Tempt
a Rogue by Christy Carlyle
Wanted by
the Warrior by Violetta Rand
A
Highwayman's Honor by Michelle McLean
Lord
Quickthorn's Bargain by Barbara Monajem
To
Challenge the Earl of Cravenswood
by Bronwen Evans
A
darkened garden, a case of mistaken identity, a drunken kiss, and a dropped
emerald earring, leads Henry on a Cinderella hunt.
A Promise
of Love by Ella Quinn
A Kiss for
Miss Kingsley by Collette Cameron
A sweet Regency historical of
love relinquished and redeemed as once betrothed Allen Wimpleton and Olivia
Kingsley meet again after a three year separation only to discover, their love
is stronger than ever.
Stirring Passions by Maggi
Andersen
A
passionate promise should never be taken lightly.
A Pledge of
Passion by Victoria Vane
Only a madman makes a promise in the heat of
passion...And only a fool believes him....
Never Tempt
a Rogue by Christy Carlyle
An infamous rogue meets his match in a feisty chaperone who has all but
given up on love.
Wanted by
the Warrior by Violetta Rand
In a land where vendettas and
magic separate the north and south, forbidden love is brewing between two
ancient rivals…
A
Highwayman's Honor by Michelle McLean
He's honor bound to protect his enemy's daughter; but
he never counted on losing his heart.
Lord
Quickthorn's Bargain by Barbara Monajem
To save her sister’s virtue, will she sacrifice her own?
To
Challenge the Earl of Cravenswood
by Bronwen Evans
A
darkened garden, a case of mistaken identity, a drunken kiss, and a dropped
emerald earring, leads Henry on a Cinderella hunt.
To
Live Happily Ever After….Henry St. Giles, the Earl of Cravenswood, longs
to find his soulmate. Now that his two best friends, both reformed rakes, are
happily married, the need becomes an obsession. When they challenge him to find
a wife by the end of the season or marry his neighbor, the innocently alluring
Lady Amy Shipton, he can’t believe his luck. He wins, either way. But a
darkened garden, a case of mistaken identity, a drunken kiss, and a dropped
emerald earring, leads Henry on a Cinderella hunt. He knows the woman he held
in his arms could be the one he's searched for all his life. He just has to
find her.
A Promise
of Love by Ella Quinn
American heiress Genevieve
McGowan has no love for the English, and has promised her father she will never
marry a scurrilous Englishman. After meeting and rejecting eligible gentlemen
in both America and Paris, she’s deduced her options of finding her perfect
match are non-existent. To her consternation, when she’s dragged to
London for her aunt’s wedding she finds herself unexpectedly drawn to the
handsome Lord Frank. Heaven help her, he’s English!
Lord Francis Trevor, second son
of the Duke of Somerset, is his father’s factor. With no property of his own,
he has no thoughts of marriage, until he meets the alluring Genevieve MacGowan.
Rich and beautiful, she sets his pulse hammering. But her reputation precedes
her. She’s not only hard to please but deeply prejudiced against the English.
Determined to win her hand, he’ll do anything to convince her not all
Englishmen can be so easily forgotten.
A Kiss for
Miss Kingsley by Collette Cameron
A sweet Regency historical of
love relinquished and redeemed as once betrothed Allen Wimpleton and Olivia
Kingsley meet again after a three year separation only to discover, their love
is stronger than ever.
Olivia Kingsley
didn’t expect to accept a marriage proposal weeks into her first Season. Afraid
her eccentric father will refuse his offer, Allen Wimpleton, heir to a
viscountcy, begs her to elope. Having recently lost her mother, and concerned
for her father’s health, she refuses.
Dismayed by her
hesitancy, and unaware of her father’s illness, Allen impulsively demands she
choose—him or her father. Heartbroken at his callousness, Olivia turns her back
on their love and sails to the Caribbean for what was meant to be a one year
stay.
When three years
pass, Allen ruefully faces the inevitable—Oliva isn’t coming back, so he moves
on. After her father dies, Olivia returns to England, and they come face to
face at a ball. The flames of love ignite once again, but is it too late? Has
Allen found another?
Stirring Passions by Maggi
Andersen
A
passionate promise should never be taken lightly.
Kate Kilgarth,
yearning for passion and excitement far from her country village, refuses to
marry her childhood best friend, Lord Laurence. But Kate finds excitement right
on her doorstep. Lord Broughton has returned from abroad to restore the partly
burnt-out Broughton Hall, reigniting an old mystery.
When Kate
overhears two plotters, she is determined to save Broughton Hall from murderous
foes. She cannot count on Laurie’s help, he has become quite stuffy since he
left Cambridge. But can she trust Lord Broughton? And why has the beautiful
Frenchwoman, Angelique, come to stay at the Hall?
As Kate falls
headlong into love, she risks far more than she intended.
A Pledge of
Passion by Victoria Vane
Only a madman makes a promise in the heat of
passion...And only a fool believes him....
Only a madman
makes a promise in the heat of passion... Three years ago, during a midnight
tryst in a moonlit garden, Nicolas Needham fell in love—only to walk away. As a
younger son with few connections, his pride demanded that he better his
circumstances before paying his suit to her. After working several years as an
undersecretary in the Foreign Service, Nicolas is finally given the opportunity
to advance—by negotiating a contract of matrimony on the British Envoy’s
behalf. Little does he know, the intended bride is the same woman to whom he
once pledged himself.
And only a
fool believes him....
Lady Mariah Morehaven has lived a quiet, almost reclusive life in the country.
While she accepts that marriage is her unavoidable destiny, as a baroness in
her own right, and heir to one of the oldest and land-rich estates in England,
she fears becoming the target of fortune hunters. Entrusting her
well-connected cousin to present her with a list of suitable candidates, Mariah
decides on a match with a diplomatic envoy, only to discover the man sent to
negotiate for her hand is the one who broke her heart.
Never Tempt
a Rogue by Christy Carlyle
An infamous rogue meets his match in a feisty chaperone who has all but
given up on love.
Felicity Beckett’s
uncle has tasked her with one goal for Lord and Lady Forsythe’s country house
party. Keep her innocent cousin away from the notorious rake, Lord Lindsay. The
man’s Rogue’s Rulebook has earned him the most scandalous of
reputations, but no one warned Felicity how irresistible a rogue can be.
Alex Evering, Lord
Lindsay, agrees to attend his aunt and uncle’s party for a bit of enjoyment
before embracing the duties of his newly inherited title, but he loathes their
scheme to redeem his reputation and marry him off to a proper young lady—until
he meets Miss Beckett.
Wanted by
the Warrior by Violetta Rand
In a land where vendettas and
magic separate the north and south, forbidden love is brewing between two
ancient rivals…
Lady Sophia Camerot desperately
tries to behave, but simply can’t follow the rules. After a stranger saves her
life, she suspects her champion is from another place. And to make matters
worse, despite the political ramifications of her refusal to marry the man her
father handpicked, she prays for another chance meeting with her hero.
Prince Victor Allain is the
notorious heir to the Solfine throne, the last line of defense against an
envious world that wants nothing more than to purge Europe of pagans. Unable to
resist his attraction for Sophia, he risks everything to possess her. Hunted by
enemies for breaking the law, Victor and Sophia must outmaneuver their rivals
to protect Victor’s country from destructive alliances.
A
Highwayman's Honor by Michelle McLean
He's honor bound to protect his enemy's daughter; but
he never counted on losing his heart.
Charles II’s court is
dangerous for Cromwell’s old followers; especially with a cavalier highwayman
determined to dispense justice. When the notoriously gallant Highland Highwayman leaves Elizabet
Harding’s family on the brink of ruin, her only option is marriage to loathsome
nobleman. Until she meets devilishly handsome Lord John Ramsay, whose familiar
eyes betray his secret. Unmasked, he must pay the price for her
silence—marriage. John’s enemies will hurt Elizabet to get to him if they can.
But he promised his protection and he’ll do whatever’s necessary to defend the
woman he never expected to love. No matter the consequences.
Lord
Quickthorn's Bargain by Barbara Monajem
To save her sister’s virtue, will she sacrifice her own?
Sensible Gwen Appleby is aghast
when her foolish sister vows to pursue the notorious rake, Lord Quickthorn. To
save her sister from certain ruin, she turns to her friend, the custodian of
the fairy well. A simple spell, making Lord Quickthorn indifferent to her
sister’s beauty, is all that’s required.
But Gwen’s friend is no longer at the well, and the new, mischievous, very male custodian agrees on one condition: Lord Quickthorn will turn his seductive wiles on Gwen instead. To save her sister’s virtue, must Gwen sacrifice her own? Worse, will the promise of passion make her long to do so?
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I write sensual historical romance where heroes meet their match in feisty heroines. Add a dash of adventure, a murder or two, a mystery or intrigue. What better time to set them than the Georgian, Regency and the late Victorian period on the brink of the 20th Century.
The Regency was a time of both opulence and abject poverty. Of economic and social change: the Napoleonic wars, the power struggle for the Americas, and the Industrial revolution when people began to desert the country for the cities.
Celebrity Lord Byron wrote dark romantic poetry, and Beau Brummell defined and shaped fashion into a period of simplistic elegance. Men abandoned brocades and lace for linen trousers, overcoats with breeches and boots, and women abandoned corsets for high wasted, thin gauzy dresses.
A spend-thrift aesthete known for his scandalous affairs, George IV, the Prince of Wales was made Regent in 1811 after his father was declared too mad to rein. Prinny presided over the elegant society of the ton, the Upper Ten Thousand, who defined themselves by an incredibly formal etiquette code which set them apart from the rising middle class.
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