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My Book Cover is Live!
My author page and book are live on Amazon and my book is available for pre-order! Today, my book cover appeared on Goodreads! And so a writing journey begins, though this isn't really the beginning. In fact, it's just a stepping stone to another rung in the ladder. But this blog post signifies a very important first in my life and I'm so glad I can share this moment with you.
My journey actually began twenty years ago with the purchase of my very first computer. I'd always written poetry, but sitting in front of a computer filled me with the desire to actually write that book I'd always wanted to write. I spent years researching historical material. Years trying to get the writing 'right', while raising four children. And though my writing came in spurts back then, I never stopped feeding the dream of seeing my books published.
"Never, never, never, never, never give up!" Winston Churchill's quote has become my motto. (I actually wear a bracelet with this quote on it every day.)
Life is a cycle of change. When my children were nearly all grown, I began to focus more seriously on this dream of mine. I joined RWA and then one year later my local writing chapter. At that point, amazing possibilities opened. Online classes, workshops, conferences all helped sculpt my writing style. The connections I made with friends and acquaintances inside the industry forever changed my life. I owe a great debt of gratitude to everyone I've come into contact with. Because experiences, acquaintances and friends are what mold and shape destinies.
Snippets of conversation, books and movies, sparks of inspiration, if fed and nurtured eventually become marvelous realities.
In my research, I discovered Admiral Nelson was never without his tea. I was fascinated by this and took it a bit further. What if Nelson had a group of mercenaries, first sons from every tier of life, above reproach, able to move in and out of society without suspicion, aptly named Nelson's Tea. No one would understand the reference, except those within Nelson's circle. And the Nelson's Tea Trilogy was born.
The first book in the series, Duke By Day, Rogue By Night follows Percival Avery, Marques Stanton. Deep undercover, he's forced to save Lady Constance Danbury's life, jeopardizing all hope of ever locating his sister's killers and bringing them to justice.
Decisions we make are what sculpt us. I'm delighted to be able to share my first book, Duke By Day, Rogue By Night, with you, dear reader. And I hope you enjoy the adventurous, swashbuckling ride!
Katherine
www.katherinebone.com
My journey actually began twenty years ago with the purchase of my very first computer. I'd always written poetry, but sitting in front of a computer filled me with the desire to actually write that book I'd always wanted to write. I spent years researching historical material. Years trying to get the writing 'right', while raising four children. And though my writing came in spurts back then, I never stopped feeding the dream of seeing my books published.
"Never, never, never, never, never give up!" Winston Churchill's quote has become my motto. (I actually wear a bracelet with this quote on it every day.)
Life is a cycle of change. When my children were nearly all grown, I began to focus more seriously on this dream of mine. I joined RWA and then one year later my local writing chapter. At that point, amazing possibilities opened. Online classes, workshops, conferences all helped sculpt my writing style. The connections I made with friends and acquaintances inside the industry forever changed my life. I owe a great debt of gratitude to everyone I've come into contact with. Because experiences, acquaintances and friends are what mold and shape destinies.
Snippets of conversation, books and movies, sparks of inspiration, if fed and nurtured eventually become marvelous realities.
In my research, I discovered Admiral Nelson was never without his tea. I was fascinated by this and took it a bit further. What if Nelson had a group of mercenaries, first sons from every tier of life, above reproach, able to move in and out of society without suspicion, aptly named Nelson's Tea. No one would understand the reference, except those within Nelson's circle. And the Nelson's Tea Trilogy was born.
The first book in the series, Duke By Day, Rogue By Night follows Percival Avery, Marques Stanton. Deep undercover, he's forced to save Lady Constance Danbury's life, jeopardizing all hope of ever locating his sister's killers and bringing them to justice.
Decisions we make are what sculpt us. I'm delighted to be able to share my first book, Duke By Day, Rogue By Night, with you, dear reader. And I hope you enjoy the adventurous, swashbuckling ride!
Katherine
www.katherinebone.com
Duke by Day, Rogue by Night is Here!!
Happy Halloween everybody!
Who doesn't love an alpha male, especially if he's dressed as a pirate? An aristocrat portraying himself as a fop to keep his enemies and the ton at bay? Or men willing to forsake their place in society as first sons in order to serve England without falling under suspicion? Most anyone would find a rogue like this wildly exciting. But not Lady Constance Danbury. Her previous experience with pirates left her motherless and fearful of the sea. But when her father's reputation is practically in tatters and he must wed her to a lecherous lord with a penchant for abuse in order to replenish his coffers, Constance boards a ship bound for Spain in order to escape and plead for her aunt's help. What happens on that ship catapaults Constance into a den of intrigue and danger. It also brings her face to face with a man who cannot compete with her wildest imaginings— a duke by day, rogue by night.
While you masquerade in costume today, I hope you'll give the first book in my Nelson's Tea trilogy a try. It debuted two days ago and I'm still over the moon.
Enjoy the adventure, but don't forget to love a rogue.
Katherine
www.katherinebone.com
Who doesn't love an alpha male, especially if he's dressed as a pirate? An aristocrat portraying himself as a fop to keep his enemies and the ton at bay? Or men willing to forsake their place in society as first sons in order to serve England without falling under suspicion? Most anyone would find a rogue like this wildly exciting. But not Lady Constance Danbury. Her previous experience with pirates left her motherless and fearful of the sea. But when her father's reputation is practically in tatters and he must wed her to a lecherous lord with a penchant for abuse in order to replenish his coffers, Constance boards a ship bound for Spain in order to escape and plead for her aunt's help. What happens on that ship catapaults Constance into a den of intrigue and danger. It also brings her face to face with a man who cannot compete with her wildest imaginings— a duke by day, rogue by night.
While you masquerade in costume today, I hope you'll give the first book in my Nelson's Tea trilogy a try. It debuted two days ago and I'm still over the moon.
Enjoy the adventure, but don't forget to love a rogue.
Katherine
www.katherinebone.com
Duke by Day, Rogue by Night Excerpt
It's Giving Tuesday! I'm celebrating a wonderful compliment today. I was told my writing style reminded a reader of Georgette Heyer. Can it get any better than that? So while I do a moon walk, I thought I'd share an excerpt from Duke by Day, Rogue by Night. Enjoy! ;)
“Where are my clothes?”
“You’ll not be needing them,” he said.
She struggled to breathe. “What do you mean I’ll not be needing my clothes?”
Even before the question came out of her mouth, his meaning was clear. An abysmal vulnerability unlike any she’d ever experienced forced a heated blush into her cheeks. He stepped closer, looming above her like a hawk stalking prey. She shrank back, scurrying on her hands and feet until her back braced against the wall, intent on putting as much space between herself and the deplorable scoundrel as possible.
“Nothing can come between us, Constance, including clothes.”
His alarming grin proved he meant to ensure every word. Beads of sweat broke out on her brow as her mind labored for a response. Something wicked churned in her stomach as her mind labored over a memory, the sensation of the two of them without clothes, their bodies scandalously intertwined, his warm fingers, comforting touch, and his heart pounding underneath her ear.
“How do you know my name?” she squeaked, trying desperately to block out the condemning images.
“Did you honestly expect me to believe your lies about being Admiral Duncan’s daughter? The man died quite seasoned. His daughters most assuredly wed and bedded before you were born.” His penetrating gaze darted over her body. “How old are you?” he asked. “I wager nineteen — at most.”
He moved closer, his knee resting on the edge of the bunk. Reaching out to grab a lock of her hair, he added, “Too young to be Duncan’s daughter,” he continued, “and far prettier.”
Unsettled, she snatched back her hair. Indignantly, she spat, “You irritating simpleton! My age is of no consequence to you.”
“Yet you claim to be one of Admiral Duncan’s daughters. Who is the simpleton?”
“Are you calling me a liar?”
“If I must,” he said with a wave of his hand, acting as if the effort drained him. But it was the look in his eye that warned her not to insult him again.
She quivered. He stood and crossed the room until he was positioned by the door again. He leaned against it and crossed his arms over his chest, once again causing her eyes to feast on his toned, lean body. The black shirt he wore accentuated his weathered skin. His dark hair, mustache, beard, and eye patch emphasized the reticent set of his jaw. His hair flowed loosely about his shoulders. The red scarf around his forehead stood out like the blush of a cardinal attracting a mate. For the first time, she noticed a gold hoop in his left ear as he dropped his head to the side to observe her with disdain.
“Where am I?” Her voice cracked. She hated being vulnerable, hated herself for thinking the man slightly handsome.
His mustached lip curled upward as if he’d been waiting for such a cue. He stepped away from the door.
“You’re aboard the Striker. Don’t you remember?”
She turned away from him and gazed out the spacious window to replay the previous night’s events in her mind. Her heart raced as bone-chilling images proved she had much to be grateful for where he was concerned. She averted his gaze, hoping to hide the fear listing her heart. Indeed, she remembered all too well that pirates had stormed through her cabin door. She recalled the first time she’d set eyes upon him. She remembered Captain Collins and that heartless brigand, Frink, tearing at her clothes. A tear slipped out of the corner of her eye. Light and moist, it tickled her skin, reminding her of being weighted down by water. She remembered nearly drowning. She remembered hearing her mother’s voice. She remembered him.
“I remember … ,” she admitted, “you saved me from drowning.”
“And I brought you to my cabin,” he finished for her.
“Where’s Captain Frink? Is this his ship?”
“Do not worry your pretty little head about him. He’ll do you no more harm.”
“And Mrs. Mortimer?” Fear took hold when he did not answer. She only vaguely remembered her dearest governess being carried out of the cabin. What had happened to her? Had she been passed from one man to the next like a communal jug of rum?
He approached her slowly, sat down on the edge of the bed and leaned closer, making her heart flutter. “Mrs. Mortimer?”
“Yes,” she replied. “My traveling companion. Is she all right? Is she alive?”
“That crafty old witch is fine. She’s in another cabin.” He held up his hand when she began to ask another question. “Rest assured she is well.” He placed his finger on her lips to silence her when she tried to speak.
Constance brushed his finger away. “Why are we separated? Why aren’t you keeping us together?”
“What joy would there be in that for me?”
“Where are my clothes?”
“You’ll not be needing them,” he said.
She struggled to breathe. “What do you mean I’ll not be needing my clothes?”
Even before the question came out of her mouth, his meaning was clear. An abysmal vulnerability unlike any she’d ever experienced forced a heated blush into her cheeks. He stepped closer, looming above her like a hawk stalking prey. She shrank back, scurrying on her hands and feet until her back braced against the wall, intent on putting as much space between herself and the deplorable scoundrel as possible.
“Nothing can come between us, Constance, including clothes.”
His alarming grin proved he meant to ensure every word. Beads of sweat broke out on her brow as her mind labored for a response. Something wicked churned in her stomach as her mind labored over a memory, the sensation of the two of them without clothes, their bodies scandalously intertwined, his warm fingers, comforting touch, and his heart pounding underneath her ear.
“How do you know my name?” she squeaked, trying desperately to block out the condemning images.
“Did you honestly expect me to believe your lies about being Admiral Duncan’s daughter? The man died quite seasoned. His daughters most assuredly wed and bedded before you were born.” His penetrating gaze darted over her body. “How old are you?” he asked. “I wager nineteen — at most.”
He moved closer, his knee resting on the edge of the bunk. Reaching out to grab a lock of her hair, he added, “Too young to be Duncan’s daughter,” he continued, “and far prettier.”
Unsettled, she snatched back her hair. Indignantly, she spat, “You irritating simpleton! My age is of no consequence to you.”
“Yet you claim to be one of Admiral Duncan’s daughters. Who is the simpleton?”
“Are you calling me a liar?”
“If I must,” he said with a wave of his hand, acting as if the effort drained him. But it was the look in his eye that warned her not to insult him again.
She quivered. He stood and crossed the room until he was positioned by the door again. He leaned against it and crossed his arms over his chest, once again causing her eyes to feast on his toned, lean body. The black shirt he wore accentuated his weathered skin. His dark hair, mustache, beard, and eye patch emphasized the reticent set of his jaw. His hair flowed loosely about his shoulders. The red scarf around his forehead stood out like the blush of a cardinal attracting a mate. For the first time, she noticed a gold hoop in his left ear as he dropped his head to the side to observe her with disdain.
“Where am I?” Her voice cracked. She hated being vulnerable, hated herself for thinking the man slightly handsome.
His mustached lip curled upward as if he’d been waiting for such a cue. He stepped away from the door.
“You’re aboard the Striker. Don’t you remember?”
She turned away from him and gazed out the spacious window to replay the previous night’s events in her mind. Her heart raced as bone-chilling images proved she had much to be grateful for where he was concerned. She averted his gaze, hoping to hide the fear listing her heart. Indeed, she remembered all too well that pirates had stormed through her cabin door. She recalled the first time she’d set eyes upon him. She remembered Captain Collins and that heartless brigand, Frink, tearing at her clothes. A tear slipped out of the corner of her eye. Light and moist, it tickled her skin, reminding her of being weighted down by water. She remembered nearly drowning. She remembered hearing her mother’s voice. She remembered him.
“I remember … ,” she admitted, “you saved me from drowning.”
“And I brought you to my cabin,” he finished for her.
“Where’s Captain Frink? Is this his ship?”
“Do not worry your pretty little head about him. He’ll do you no more harm.”
“And Mrs. Mortimer?” Fear took hold when he did not answer. She only vaguely remembered her dearest governess being carried out of the cabin. What had happened to her? Had she been passed from one man to the next like a communal jug of rum?
He approached her slowly, sat down on the edge of the bed and leaned closer, making her heart flutter. “Mrs. Mortimer?”
“Yes,” she replied. “My traveling companion. Is she all right? Is she alive?”
“That crafty old witch is fine. She’s in another cabin.” He held up his hand when she began to ask another question. “Rest assured she is well.” He placed his finger on her lips to silence her when she tried to speak.
Constance brushed his finger away. “Why are we separated? Why aren’t you keeping us together?”
“What joy would there be in that for me?”
Let There Be Rum!
Today, me hearties, I'm blogging at Teatime Romance Blog about rum. I've got rum recipes and I'm doing an three book giveaway of Katharine Ashe's autographed Falcon Club Novels, When a Scot Loves a Lady, How a Lady Weds a Rogue, and How to Be a Proper Lady.
Stop by and leave a comment for a chance to win. You'll also get great rum recipes in the bargain. Woot!
http://teatimeromance.wordpress.com/2...
Good luck!
Katherine
Stop by and leave a comment for a chance to win. You'll also get great rum recipes in the bargain. Woot!
http://teatimeromance.wordpress.com/2...
Good luck!
Katherine
Happy New Year!
It's 2013!!! Happy New Year, me hearties!!! I hope you rang in the New Year with plenty of rum! (Pirate!)
I'm sad to see 2012 go because I sold my first 3 books and have so many good memories to keep close to my heart. But 2013 poses to be an even GREATER year as I've got two books coming out, Lost Treasure, Captive Princess, March 4, 2013, and The Rogue's Prize, a May 2013 release. There's also the possiblity my third book in the Nelson's Tea Series might be out in October.
I've got a few other projects in the works. Edits for Lost Treasure are due January 7th. I'm finishing up The Rogue's Prize, developing a seven book series, and getting a few other books ready for submission. AND my third grandchild is due any day. Woot!
Though I don't normally make resolutions, I've got plans for taking better care of myself this year. The older I get, the more important that becomes. I've got to update my Marketing Plan too.
Right now, I'm in the market for a great calendar that will help me keep up with all my deadlines throughout the year. Anyone have any suggestions?
If you haven't checked it out yet, I've created my own blog at: www.katherinebone.wordpress.com. I'd love to see you there!
But today, this first day of January, as I get ready to eat my Hog Jowl and Black-eyed Peas for prosperity and good luck, I wish you all a splendiforous journey ahead.
Get pumped! 2013 will be the best years of our lives, me hearties!!!
Katherine
I'm sad to see 2012 go because I sold my first 3 books and have so many good memories to keep close to my heart. But 2013 poses to be an even GREATER year as I've got two books coming out, Lost Treasure, Captive Princess, March 4, 2013, and The Rogue's Prize, a May 2013 release. There's also the possiblity my third book in the Nelson's Tea Series might be out in October.
I've got a few other projects in the works. Edits for Lost Treasure are due January 7th. I'm finishing up The Rogue's Prize, developing a seven book series, and getting a few other books ready for submission. AND my third grandchild is due any day. Woot!
Though I don't normally make resolutions, I've got plans for taking better care of myself this year. The older I get, the more important that becomes. I've got to update my Marketing Plan too.
Right now, I'm in the market for a great calendar that will help me keep up with all my deadlines throughout the year. Anyone have any suggestions?
If you haven't checked it out yet, I've created my own blog at: www.katherinebone.wordpress.com. I'd love to see you there!
But today, this first day of January, as I get ready to eat my Hog Jowl and Black-eyed Peas for prosperity and good luck, I wish you all a splendiforous journey ahead.
Get pumped! 2013 will be the best years of our lives, me hearties!!!
Katherine
Happy New Year!!
It's 2013!!! Happy New Year, me hearties!!! I hope you rang in the New Year with plenty of rum! (Pirate!)
I'm sad to see 2012 go because I sold my first 3 books and have so many good memories to keep close to my heart. But 2013 poses to be an even GREATER year as I've got two books coming out, Lost Treasure, Captive Princess, March 4, 2013, and The Rogue's Prize, a May 2013 release. There's also the possiblity my third book in the Nelson's Tea Series might be out in October.
I've got a few other projects in the works. Edits for Lost Treasure are due January 7th. I'm finishing up The Rogue's Prize, developing a seven book series, and getting a few other books ready for submission. AND my third grandchild is due any day. Woot!
Though I don't normally make resolutions, I've got plans for taking better care of myself this year. The older I get, the more important that becomes. I've got to update my Marketing Plan too.
Right now, I'm in the market for a great calendar that will help me keep up with all my deadlines throughout the year. Anyone have any suggestions?
If you haven't checked it out yet, I've created my own blog at: www.katherinebone.wordpress.com. I'd love to see you there!
But today, this first day of January, as I get ready to eat my Hog Jowl and Black-eyed Peas for prosperity and good luck, I wish you all a splendiforous journey ahead.
Get pumped! 2013 will be the best years of our lives, me hearties!!!
Katherine
I'm sad to see 2012 go because I sold my first 3 books and have so many good memories to keep close to my heart. But 2013 poses to be an even GREATER year as I've got two books coming out, Lost Treasure, Captive Princess, March 4, 2013, and The Rogue's Prize, a May 2013 release. There's also the possiblity my third book in the Nelson's Tea Series might be out in October.
I've got a few other projects in the works. Edits for Lost Treasure are due January 7th. I'm finishing up The Rogue's Prize, developing a seven book series, and getting a few other books ready for submission. AND my third grandchild is due any day. Woot!
Though I don't normally make resolutions, I've got plans for taking better care of myself this year. The older I get, the more important that becomes. I've got to update my Marketing Plan too.
Right now, I'm in the market for a great calendar that will help me keep up with all my deadlines throughout the year. Anyone have any suggestions?
If you haven't checked it out yet, I've created my own blog at: www.katherinebone.wordpress.com. I'd love to see you there!
But today, this first day of January, as I get ready to eat my Hog Jowl and Black-eyed Peas for prosperity and good luck, I wish you all a splendiforous journey ahead.
Get pumped! 2013 will be the best years of our lives, me hearties!!!
Katherine
The Rogue's Prize!
Good morning, me hearties!
Found out some great news yesterday. The Rogue's Prize, Book Two of the Nelson's Tea Series, now has a May 6, 2013 release date. I'm so excited about Captain Henry Guffald's book. In an attempt to redeem himself, he meets a pirate he'll never forget.
Here's a blurb:
CAPTAIN HENRY GUFFALD is no ordinary captain. A member of Nelson’s Tea, he’s learned the hard way what treachery will achieve. As a result, he’s sworn an oath never to give in to his ambition. Daring, proud, Henry sets out to rescue a comrade captured in Spain. But when his ship is attacked by a female pirate roving the Cornish coast, waylaying his plans, Henry is forced to make her his prize if he’s going to save a good man’s life.
LADY ADELE SEATON has been raised in a family profited by a lucrative smuggling business. Though her parents wish otherwise, she would no sooner give up the call to rove than marry. But obtaining independence is a challenge when her brother faces a hangman’s noose. Planning to save him, she captures an English ship. But things go awry and she is dragged home in disgrace, forced to ally herself with the one man with the power to anchor more than her ship— her heart.
Have a wonderful Thursday!!
Blessings,
Katherine
Found out some great news yesterday. The Rogue's Prize, Book Two of the Nelson's Tea Series, now has a May 6, 2013 release date. I'm so excited about Captain Henry Guffald's book. In an attempt to redeem himself, he meets a pirate he'll never forget.
Here's a blurb:
CAPTAIN HENRY GUFFALD is no ordinary captain. A member of Nelson’s Tea, he’s learned the hard way what treachery will achieve. As a result, he’s sworn an oath never to give in to his ambition. Daring, proud, Henry sets out to rescue a comrade captured in Spain. But when his ship is attacked by a female pirate roving the Cornish coast, waylaying his plans, Henry is forced to make her his prize if he’s going to save a good man’s life.
LADY ADELE SEATON has been raised in a family profited by a lucrative smuggling business. Though her parents wish otherwise, she would no sooner give up the call to rove than marry. But obtaining independence is a challenge when her brother faces a hangman’s noose. Planning to save him, she captures an English ship. But things go awry and she is dragged home in disgrace, forced to ally herself with the one man with the power to anchor more than her ship— her heart.
Have a wonderful Thursday!!
Blessings,
Katherine
Down Time
I've been enjoying some down time since turning in the second book in my Nelson's Tea Series, The Rogue's Prize. What is your favorite thing to do when you want to relax?
Reading is my favorite pastime, other than knitting, quilting, and gardening. I used to can my own jam, spaghetti sauce, applesauce and tomato sauce, as well as peppers, pickle relish and salsa, but those days are gone. While I miss the yumminess of homemade goodies, so many other wonderful things have taken their place... like writing books, my ultimate passion. There's only so much time in a day, right?
And so, it goes without saying that during my own down time, I'm picking up my latest passion in another author's book. Lately, I've been rereading the wonderful books that have inspired me through the years. Authors like Shana Galen's Comte De Valere series, THE MAKING OF A DUCHESS, THE MAKING OF A GENTLEMAN and THE ROGUE PIRATE'S BRIDE. Wonderful characters fill these exciting action adventure romances. The amazing thing is, you know great books when you can't put them down after reading them for the 2nd time!!! Brava, Ms. Galen!
I've neglected to read as much as I should lately. My muse is hungry for sustenance, me hearties. So I'm pulling out all the stops, buying books for my Kindle, pulling out my favorite books from my shelf, digging into my TBR pile, and having the best time of my life.
Another fabulous thing I'm doing in the interim between Book 2 and Book 3 in the Nelson's Tea Series... I'm working on another project completely different from what I've published to date. It's an exciting story. The story of my heart.
So if you haven't picked up Shana Galen's books, I urge you to do so. You won't be disappointed, me hearties. But if you've also got favorites you've stored in your book shelf, grab one of those too. Nothing is more wonderful to the soul then returning to characters you've loved and still continue to be an influence.
Wishing you joy!
Blessings,
Katherine
Reading is my favorite pastime, other than knitting, quilting, and gardening. I used to can my own jam, spaghetti sauce, applesauce and tomato sauce, as well as peppers, pickle relish and salsa, but those days are gone. While I miss the yumminess of homemade goodies, so many other wonderful things have taken their place... like writing books, my ultimate passion. There's only so much time in a day, right?
And so, it goes without saying that during my own down time, I'm picking up my latest passion in another author's book. Lately, I've been rereading the wonderful books that have inspired me through the years. Authors like Shana Galen's Comte De Valere series, THE MAKING OF A DUCHESS, THE MAKING OF A GENTLEMAN and THE ROGUE PIRATE'S BRIDE. Wonderful characters fill these exciting action adventure romances. The amazing thing is, you know great books when you can't put them down after reading them for the 2nd time!!! Brava, Ms. Galen!
I've neglected to read as much as I should lately. My muse is hungry for sustenance, me hearties. So I'm pulling out all the stops, buying books for my Kindle, pulling out my favorite books from my shelf, digging into my TBR pile, and having the best time of my life.
Another fabulous thing I'm doing in the interim between Book 2 and Book 3 in the Nelson's Tea Series... I'm working on another project completely different from what I've published to date. It's an exciting story. The story of my heart.
So if you haven't picked up Shana Galen's books, I urge you to do so. You won't be disappointed, me hearties. But if you've also got favorites you've stored in your book shelf, grab one of those too. Nothing is more wonderful to the soul then returning to characters you've loved and still continue to be an influence.
Wishing you joy!
Blessings,
Katherine
Woe! It's Coming!
Dudes and dudettes, did you see it? The Rogue's Prize has appeared on my Goodreads page!!! That means it's coming. It's like we can see the book's sails on the horizon.
I'm so jazzed!!!
Filled with swordfights, swashbuckling mayhem, deceit, misunderstandings, wit and verve (my specialty), adventure and romance, I'm so thrilled with this book and I just know it will resonate with you, dear readers. Can't wait for you to see what's happening on board the Dragon!!!
Blessings,
Katherine
I'm so jazzed!!!
Filled with swordfights, swashbuckling mayhem, deceit, misunderstandings, wit and verve (my specialty), adventure and romance, I'm so thrilled with this book and I just know it will resonate with you, dear readers. Can't wait for you to see what's happening on board the Dragon!!!
Blessings,
Katherine
Sail Ho!
THE ROGUE'S PRIZE book cover is live! As you can see on my Goodreads page, it's been added to my list of books. Woot!!!
You can't imagine my excitement, me hearties. My publisher's art department got this cover right. The heroine of THE ROGUE'S PRIZE, Lady Adele Seaton, is the only daughter of Earl Pendrim in a sea of six stalwart pirating sons. Redheaded and green-eyed, her fiery Irish temper and adventurous spirit warn she's a force to be reckoned with. And it's up to Captain Henry Guffald to tame her if he's ever going to achieve his objective ~ rescue Garrick Seaton, another member of Nelson's Tea who's been captured in Spain.
The book gets off to a rousing start when Adele attacks Henry's ship. I'm sure you can imagine what ensues. Or can you? I hope you'll give the book a try. ;)
If you'd like to read more about my cover reveal, check out my blog at: http://katherinebone.wordpress.com/20... or my blog post at Romance Magicians: http://www.romancemagicians.blogspot....
Have a blessed weekend!!!
Katherine
You can't imagine my excitement, me hearties. My publisher's art department got this cover right. The heroine of THE ROGUE'S PRIZE, Lady Adele Seaton, is the only daughter of Earl Pendrim in a sea of six stalwart pirating sons. Redheaded and green-eyed, her fiery Irish temper and adventurous spirit warn she's a force to be reckoned with. And it's up to Captain Henry Guffald to tame her if he's ever going to achieve his objective ~ rescue Garrick Seaton, another member of Nelson's Tea who's been captured in Spain.
The book gets off to a rousing start when Adele attacks Henry's ship. I'm sure you can imagine what ensues. Or can you? I hope you'll give the book a try. ;)
If you'd like to read more about my cover reveal, check out my blog at: http://katherinebone.wordpress.com/20... or my blog post at Romance Magicians: http://www.romancemagicians.blogspot....
Have a blessed weekend!!!
Katherine
