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November 1, 2016
Wednesday Special Spotlight The Luminated Threads series
Shines on
The Binding
She must choose between
keeping her magic or
losing her homeland.
Blurb:
Come into THE BINDING, the entangling final chapter of THE LUMINATED THREADS and the fight for Blighted Basin’s future…
Annmar Masterson has one chance to foil the scheming industrialist taking over the farmlands—a man who covets her body and the staggering power of her luminated threads. She must leave her proper Victorian upbringing behind and dedicate herself to mastering the threads—the heritage of her blood.
Shapeshifter Daeryn Darkcoat can’t protect Annmar until he faces the spell tying him to old friends and heartbreaking memories, and even then, she won’t hide behind the alpha male who holds her heart.
With or without Daeryn, Annmar faces an impossible choice. If she uses her luminated threads to harm, she loses them…but fighting without the threads will bind her new homeland to a madman.
Mixing witches, shapeshifters and a coming-of-age historical romance in a secret corner of England, THE BINDING delves deeper into the exciting steampunk fantasy world introduced in THE UNRAVELING and THE TWISTING.
The Binding is Volume 3 of a three-part serialized novel.
The Luminated Threads series:
The Unraveling, Volume One
The Twisting, Volume Two
The Binding, Volume Three
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Excerpt:
A thrill of excitement shivered down Annmar’s spine. To the tunnels. Clothes rustled, a hand clutched her elbow…and a new tunnel formed around them. She blinked in the lighter space and released her breath. Plenty of sparkling rocks doted these walls, surrounded by roots and insects and the loveliest smell of earth and damp.
“You brought us here the last time.” Annmar pointed to a stone encircled with roots, its one side dull and pockmarked and the other sparkling with crystalline bits—the very rock Old Terry had had Annmar touch to bind them into this promise of guiding her.
“Clever you are, my pet,” Old Terry rumbled with pleasure. “I couldna ask for a better guide.”
Annmar bit her inner cheek to keep from smiling. Noticing a rock like that was easy when dozens of luminated blue threads circled it. Their movement attracted her threads as well, causing her finger threads to squirm more than when she’d touched Daeryn.
Jeptha, who’d been craning his head this way and that, his eyes wide with wonder, bent to the rock. “Bloody brilliant,” he whispered and reached a hand to a swollen spot on a root, one that glowed.
Old Terry slapped his hand down. “Rule number two: Do not touch the roots.” She glared at all three of them. “Do not disturb them or the soil around them. For your safety.”
Mary Clare pressed closer to Annmar. “You said last time that we’d be safe.”
“If you follow the rules.”
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“I loved the transformation Annmar made and was cheering for her towards the end. I was expecting things to resolve one way, but they went another (more awesome) direction. What a perfect conclusion to this trilogy.” ~ Goodreads reviewer
Free on Kindle Unlimited ~ Trade Paperback coming soon
Other volumes in The Luminated Threads series:
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Author Bio:[image error]
Laurel Wanrow loves misty mornings, the smell of freshly dug earth, petting long-haired guinea pigs and staring at the stars. She sees magic in nature and loves to photograph it.
Before kids, she studied and worked as a naturalist—someone who leads wildflower and other nature walks. During a stint of homeschooling, she turned her writing skills to fiction to share her love of the land, magical characters and fantastical settings.
When not living in her fantasy worlds, Laurel camps, hunts fossils and argues with her husband and two new adult kids over whose turn it is to clean house. Though they live on the East Coast, a cherished family cabin in the Colorado Rockies holds Laurel’s heart.
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October 31, 2016
Tell Again Tuesday Self Pub
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July Update: POCKET FULL OF TINDER #SelfPub
Date: July 31, 2016 Author: Jill Archer
I promised to give a more detailed update of my self-publishing journey in July. Since it’s the last day of July, my day of reckoning has come.
Where am I in the process?
It’s summer so I’m going to use a roller coaster analogy. You know that . . .
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October 27, 2016
Friday Features Caroline Warfield
Author of
The Renegade Wife
Caroline Warfield, author of The Renegade Wife, has stopped by to answer the question of ‘Why do you write?’
Take it away Caroline.
Why I write:
History gets me Jazzed. Whenever I write a novel, I have to guard against history leading my down all sorts of side paths and interesting, but not necessarily productive directions. This is particularly true when writing romance; I can’t let the historical setting swamp the relationship building.
I look for places to put my “overflow.” Since writing The Renegade Wife I’ve also written essays and blog posts on: the counterfeiting of coins, the Reform Act of 1832, The Bristol Riots of 1831, William IV, Colonel John By and his Rideau Canal, 19th century firearms, and even child selling and the rights of mothers.
I especially like history at the level of everyman. In our house, we say that my beloved is a genealogist, but I’m a micro-historian. It’s a fine distinction, and it leads to what fascinates me the most. Much of history is at its root about people trying to care for their families, about migration and economic pressures.
What really drives my stories is family. People are interesting, but family is where they change and grow. Families tend to be messy and rarely without conflict, no matter how well intended the members. Most people go into adulthood with plenty to work out.
Mining potential childhood and family issues for internal conflict is catnip to a fiction writer. When I put two complex flawed characters, each with very different sets of issues and surround them with family—interfering but well meaning, dysfunctional and abusive, or merely neglectful and selfish—I have the makings of a story. Put those very specific individuals down in a very specific historical world, and I’m cooking.
In The Renegade Wife, the hero has run half way across the world to Canada because of conflict with his cousin. The sympathy and support of his sister made it worse. Once he becomes involved with the heroine, he’s forced to return to England and sort out his old conflicts in the heart of family.
What sort of motivation to you like to see in a hero? What sort of flaws? I’ll give a kindle copy of one book in my Dangerous Series to one randomly selected person who answers. You can find them here: http://www.carolinewarfield.com/bookshelf/
About the Author
Award winning author Caroline Warfield has been many things: traveler, librarian, poet, raiser of children, bird watcher, Internet and Web services manager, conference speaker, indexer, tech writer, genealogist—even a nun. She reckons she is on at least her third act, happily working in an office surrounded by windows while she lets her characters lead her to adventures in England and the far-flung corners of the British Empire. She nudges them to explore the riskiest territory of all, the human heart.
About the Book
Betrayed by his cousin and the woman he loved, Rand Wheatly fled England, his dreams of a loving family shattered. He clings to his solitude in an isolated cabin in Upper Canada. Returning from a business trip to find a widow and two children squatting in his house, he flies into a rage. He wants her gone, but her children are sick and injured, and his heart is not as hard as he likes to pretend.
Meggy Blair harbors a secret, and she’ll do whatever it takes to keep her children safe. She’d hopes to hide with her Ojibwa grandmother, if she can find the woman and her people. She doesn’t expect to find shelter with a quiet, solitary man, a man who lowers his defensive walls enough to let Meggy and her children in.
Their idyllic interlude is shattered when Meggy’s brutal husband appears to claim his children. She isn’t a widow, but a wife, a woman who betrayed the man she was supposed to love, just as Rand’s sweetheart betrayed him. He soon discovers why Meggy is on the run, but time is running out. To save them all, Rand must return and face his demons.
Read for free with Kindle Unlimited or buy it at https://www.amazon.com/Renegade-Wife-Children-Empire-Book-ebook/dp/B01LY7IRT6/
~Excerpt~
“Let go of her, Blair, or I’ll shoot you like the dog you are. God knows you deserve it.” For untold minutes all Rand heard was the wind in the trees, and Lena’s whimper behind Pratt’s back. Even Meggy seemed to hold her breath.
Blair let go of her arm so suddenly she stumbled before running back to her children. “The slut and her children are mine, Wheatly, and that makes you a thief.”
“Get on your horse, Blair, and get out of here before I change my mind and shoot you anyway. You too, Pratt.”
Rand kept his pistol aimed at Blair while the men mounted and turn their horses to the lane. Pratt and Martin galloped up the hill and into the woods, but Blair turned half way up and pointed back at Meggy hugging the children in Rand’s doorway.
“They’re mine, Wheatly. I have a writ. I’ll be back with the magistrate and the deputy to have you jailed for resisting. Won’t your fancy relatives like that?” He turned and galloped off.
Rand eased back the hammer of his pistol, when the men cleared the trees. He slid it into a holster, jumped down, and ran to Meggy and the children, pulling all of them into an embrace. Meggy began to weep almost as soon as his hand came around her back, pulling her close with Lena between them and Drew in the crook of his arm.
“You might have killed him, and then where would we be?” she sobbed.
“You would be safe from him.”
“And you would be in jail or worse.”
He didn’t deny it. He kissed the top of her head and down her cheek.
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October 25, 2016
Wednesday Special Spotlight Never With a Rich Man
Coming Release by
Tina Susedik
“Never With a Rich Man” is now up for pre-order on Amazon. The release date is scheduled for November 2.
Is the man she’s falling for really who she thinks he is?
Blurb: Cassie Jordan has been lied to, cheated on, and passed over for a promotion. All by men. She was tired of men. She didn’t need a man, and certainly not a rich man. Then she met Hogan Wynnters, and ordinary salesman – or so she thought.
Hogan Wynnters is part owner of a family business and has the kind of money Cassie despises. He’s tired of women coming on to him because he’s rich. He decides to never tell a woman about his financial status until she gets to know him as a person. As an undercover FBI agent, he uses his knowledge of antiquities to find the people who are bringing stolen WWII artifacts into the country. Unfortunately, the woman he’s falling for is in the crosshairs of the FBI.
Can they work through their preconceived notions and find true love?
Excerpt: Before the bathroom door clicked shut, Hogan was in the living room seated at Cassie’s desk. The shower came on, masking the sound of drawers opening and closing. Even though he’d searched them before, he checked each small drawer in the top part of the secretary. Nothing more than the usual desk items: pens, paper clips, pencils, post it notes, markers, a screwdriver, a few romance novels shoved into the larger drawers, and a green sock.
Sock: Hogan chuckled, wondering if it was the match to the one she’d worn in her hair.
He ran a thumb over the sock, then stopped. To hell with orders. He couldn’t do this, not with her upstairs and not with wanting her so bad. Besides, he didn’t have a search warrant. If she were guilty, anything he might find wouldn’t be admissible anyway. Unethical all the way around.
The shower shut off. He figured he had a few more minutes before she came down, yet he remained seated, weighing his options.
Cassie was so sweet, yet sexy. She aroused him like no other woman. His job was to get close to her and find out what she knew about Tony’s activities. Her skin was soft. He wanted to run his fingers through her silky hair. His boss would go ape shit if he didn’t get something on her. His penis twitched.
A hair dryer briefly whined, then stopped. Time was ticking.
Silence surrounded him. No shower. No hairdryer. A cupboard door slammed. Hogan glanced toward the stairs, shut the desk drawer, and made a beeline for the kitchen to try and make himself presentable.
Buy Link: Amazon: https://amzn.com/B01MAXTN9A
Contact Info:
http://tinasusedik.wordpress.com./
Twitter: @tinasusedik,author
Website: http://www.tinasusedik.com/
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October 24, 2016
Tell Again Tuesday Writing Myths
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Resistance is Futile: And other writing myths
Moonday Mania
a blog for the readers and writers
I’ts hot! And to keep my mind off of the heat this summer, I’ve been blogging on the five top things I’ve learned writing romance. Today we’re on number four: There is such thing as . . .
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October 20, 2016
Friday Features C. T. Collier Unexpected Discoveries
Welcomes
C. T. Collier
Unexpected Discoveries
Although I love the Internet and enjoy spending hours in a library doing research, there’s no substitute for traveling to a location when the goal is to learn about the values, the land, and the sights and sounds of someone’s home country. I couldn’t write a hero into my book without understanding where he came from, how his thinking differed from mine, what he saw outside his window and on his journey, and why he loved his homeland.
The Penningtons Investigate, my new mystery series, features a sleuthing couple: a luxury-loving Brit, Kyle Pennington, who owns an estate on the north coast of Cornwall and his bride, economics professor Lyssa. To better understand Kyle, I made a trip to Cornwall and the south west of England just before writing the series. My time in Cornwall convinced me Kyle would never make his home permanently anywhere but Cornwall, no matter whom he married.
Ironically, Kyle fell in love with a penny-pinching college professor, Lyssa, who lived in a sweet little frame house in a tree-lined neighborhood in Tompkins Falls, NY. The only upside to that predicament is Lyssa’s three-year contract. She’s a Visiting Professor, not on a tenure track. Neither Kyle nor Lyssa foresees that her six semesters are just enough time for them to tussle with 6 tricky mysteries. When the couple decides to reside in Lyssa’s small home during the nine months of the academic year and spend their summers in Cornwall at Kyle’s estate, the trouble begins.
The difficulty is not just about the intrusion of murder in their lives, though. I knew from my travels that Kyle would have a hard time with the seasonal rhythms of the Finger Lakes. On any fine weekend in Cornwall, in any season, walking is popular and public paths are abundant along the rocky coast, beside rivers, through woods filled with wildlife and flora, and from town to town, or pub to pub.
Not so the Finger Lakes, where a foot of snow makes walking a challenge.
Hardest of all for Kyle is the long transition from winter to spring in Tompkins Falls. March and April can be gray for weeks, punctuated with the occasional sighting of a single tiny flower or a brave robin.
In contrast, March and April in Cornwall are bursting with camellias and rhododendrons, and gardens are readying their grounds for an influx of visitors.
Fortunately, one area that poses less difficulty for Kyle is his emotional response to the little house Lyssa loves, where they make their home in the Finger Lakes. The south west of England, after all, has no shortage of charming small homes, each with its own quirks and workarounds.
Their house in Tompkins Falls has a new master suite, after all, and a state-of-the-art kitchen leading to a sunny brick patio and a backyard rose garden. If only Lyssa’s little house weren’t the scene of murder. . .
NOTE FROM DONALD: I’ve read this book and you will keep turning the pages to find out what is going to happen next. The Pennington’s remind me of the old TV series “The Thin Man” where you were never sure who committed the murder. One small change is that Professor Lyssa Pennington is the detective and her husband Kyle is the on who plays the helper.
BOOK BLURB:
It’s Monday of spring break when Professor Lyssa Pennington’s backyard garden project unearths a loaded revolver. With no record of violence at their address and no related cold case, the Tompkins Falls police have no interest. But the Penningtons and a friend with the State Police believe there’s a body somewhere. Whose? Where? And who pulled the trigger?
Planted is book one in the mystery series, The Penningtons Investigate.
BUY LINK: http://tinyurl.com/h2f2xeh
AUTHOR BIO:
C. T. Collier was born to solve logic puzzles, wear tweed, and drink Earl Grey tea. Her professional experience in cutthroat high tech and backstabbing higher education gave her endless opportunity to study intrigue. Add to that her longtime love of mysteries, and it’s no wonder she writes academic mysteries that draw inspiration from traditional whodunits. Her setting, Tompkins Falls, is a blend of several Finger Lakes towns, including her hometown, Seneca Falls, NY. Entirely fictional, Tompkins College is no college and every college.
AUTHOR LINKS:
Website: https://drkatecollier.wordpress.com/
Facebook: kate.collier.315
Twitter: @TompkinsFalls
October 18, 2016
Wednesday Special Spotlight Maggie’s Montana
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Maggie’s Montana
Blurb:
Maggie Abernathy, best friend Judy, and Judy’s two young sons travel cross country to visit John McIntyre and daughter Chloe at their Montana ranch. Maggie’s convinced herself that she’s only making the trip to fulfill her promise to visit Chloe, but once there she can’t help but fall in love with the horses, the land, the ranch, and the Montana ways of life. With Chloe’s loving antics, Winston’s gift, and a handful of wranglers showing her the ropes, will Maggie have the heart to say goodbye?
Maggie’s Montana Praise:
“Guaranteed to touch your heart. . .Maggie’s Montana is a must read for women’s fiction lovers. Linda Bradley’s writing sings in this beautifully crafted, warm and funny story about the bonds of love and friendship.” –Kim Boykin, author of The Wisdom of Hair and Palmetto Moon
“Linda Bradley’s distinct voice draws you in as her misfit cast of characters wrap around your heart and take you home.” –Roni Hall, author of Montana Wild
Excerpt: Chapter 2
(Maggie and best friend, Judy and Judy’s two boys have just arrived at the 617 Ranch to see eight year-old Chloe McIntyre, her father, John and grandfather, Winston.)
Judy sat beside me on the porch.
“I can’t believe how beautiful Montana is. So worth the drive.” Judy rolled up the sleeves of her T-shirt. “Don’t need a farmer’s tan.”
Smirking at my goofy friend, I sat in awe of the land’s grandeur. This was God’s country. Lazy mares grazed near the pond. A river flowed along the property line in the distance. The babbling creek near the house swept my thoughts away. Leaning back in my chair, I took a deep breath. “Thanks for coming with me,” I said. “I love your boys.”
“Thanks for letting me tag along. This is an incredible opportunity for the kids. Besides, I want to see how things pan out with you and John.”
Judy’s smirk was incorrigible as I stared at her from under my lashes. “You’re supposed to be my friend.”
“I am.” She put up her hands like she was surrendering. “I’m just saying. You two go together like peanut butter and jelly. Everyone can see it except you two.”
Exhaling, I raised my eyebrow at her. John’s dad walked toward us. Chloe was right. Winston Ludlow McIntyre had the perfect name for this kind of living. His moustache twitched as our gazes met, his love for his ranch flickered in his eyes. He clapped his leather gloves together as he approached. He was all cowboy, tall, broad, and stealth. “Hi there.” I gave a little wave, my eyes peering past him at the kids who were tossing pebbles into the creek. Walter’s curly black mop-top held my attention.
“Glad you made it.” Winston gave a nod. “Nice to see you again,” he said to Judy.
“Likewise,” she responded. “Thank you for letting us stay with you. You have an incredible place here.”
The corner of his mouth lifted. “Wasn’t always like this. Wish John’s mother was here to see the place now.”
Winston’s expression reminded me of a story John had told about his mom one night while we nursed beers in the moonlight before he and Chloe left for the ranch. Her love for the land and the animals ran just as deep as his father’s. A chill ran down my spine. “I’m sure she’s proud.”
“Did John show you ladies around?” Winston asked.
“Yes,” Judy answered. “We met Chloe’s lame bird, Frankie and I believe we were introduced to a pony named Huckleberry.”
Winston chuckled as he stepped onto the porch. The fringe of his chaps swayed with his stride. “She’s pretty attached to that bird. She’s going to wake up some morning and it’s gonna be gone.”
“You think it’ll fly away?” I asked.
“Either that or it’ll be dinner for some critter that finds its way into the barn.”
I grimaced. “Didn’t think about that.”
Walter skipped over to the porch. “Howdy partner,” Winston said, giving him a tap on the shoulder. Walter waved as he looked up into Winston’s eyes, then he fluffed the fringe on Winston’s chaps. “You sure are big. Thanks for letting me come to your ranch. It’s cool.” He shaded his eyes from the sun and smiled a thin, irresistible grin before climbing into his momma’s lap.
“We don’t get many visitors. Just glad you could make it.”
Walter gave Winston a thumbs-up. Judy wrapped her arms around her son and held him close. Bradley’d been a momma’s boy growing up, too. It seemed like yesterday that I’d held him like Judy held Walter. Walter closed his eyes and whispered, “Do you think I’m a baby?”
“No.” Judy stroked his hair.
“Will you tell Harry I’m not a baby? Please?” Walter rested his hand on Judy’s arm, their dark summer skin tan and smooth.
“Yes, darling. I will.” Walter smiled and nodded off.
“He’s pooped,” Judy said. “Me, too.”
“We could have flown,” I said, taking a deep breath.
Judy chimed in. “And miss out on seeing the country. No way.”
The airline ticket that Winston slid into my mail slot last spring sat on my dresser, back home. A twinge of guilt nudged me. Now that we’d driven, what was I going to do with his generous gift? By the expression on his face, he didn’t seem to mind that I hadn’t cashed it in.
“It’s important for kids to see the country, their country.” Winston settled into the rocking chair next to mine. It creaked as he rocked back and forth. “Chloe’s been giving her daddy a fuss about not wanting to move, but she sure does fit here.” Winston focused on his granddaughter in the distance as he rubbed his whiskery chin.
I studied Winston’s profile, thinking he was a man contemplating a future with an eight-year-old on his heels. “She sure does look like she’s having fun.” I glanced over to Judy. Her eyes closed as she rocked Walter. It’d been a long haul. The corner of my lip curled up as Chloe held one of the barn cats, its legs flopped, its ears back, and their noses touching. She sauntered across the lawn and up the stairs to the porch.
Links:
Amazon Link to Montana Bound Series: http://amzn.to/2dfXPTK
Linda Bradley Website: http://www.lindabradleyauthor.com/
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/LBradleyAuthor/
Twitter: https://twitter.com/LBradleyAuthor
Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/6498473.Linda_Bradley
October 17, 2016
Tell Again Tuesday Writer Tips
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Say “No” to the Book Store Release Party
July 20, 2016 Author Angela Christina Archer
So you’re hosting a release party for your novel? Congratulations on such an exciting event. You should be proud and relish in your success. It’s not every day someone publishes a novel.
Because deciding on a location for your party is the biggest choice to make, your first . . .
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October 13, 2016
Friday Feature Fall bouquet Emma Lane
Guest talks about
Fall Bouquet
Bring the outside in with a Fall bouquet. Not sure how, then let me help you. Here are a few tips to help make it easier by Emma Lane
Native and ornamental grasses: What fun to gather them on one of those perfect Fall days when the skies are vivid blue, a soft breeze tumbles your hair, and tick seed clings to your jeans. Best to do your hunt and gathering just before the leaves are all off the trees. Anything interesting is fair game, but do learn to identify dried ragweed and seeds. Not one to bring into the house; it will still make you sneeze. I’ve used the seed tassels of ornamental grasses and a wild reed which is listed as a nuisance plant. It overtakes our native cattails apparently. Even so I love the tassels which are free for the taking. Spot a batch where your sneakers will stay dry.
Love cattails? Pick when they turn brown, most likely mid to late summer. If you bring a ripe cattail inside to the warmth, it will explode with a predictable mess. Trust me; I’ve had the experience. Grab a handful in summer and dry them in a dark, dry place. Pull them out in the fall for a perfect addition to the dry bouquets.
Chinese lanterns (physalis) are perfect for Fall. They’ll last and last, but eventually lose their color. I’ve been known to spray them lightly with red paint, but the odor of fresh paint is not pleasant. Tend well ahead of time and let dry in the garage.
The purple flowers are grown under a hoop house which protects from the early frosts. They won’t stand up to a real freeze, but are perfect for Fall bouquets. Lisianthus is a favorite of florists because they last so long in the vase. Any late bloom will perk up a Fall bouquet. I’ve used long stems of mums, stray daisies, and geranium. Use your imagination and have fun with Fall bouquets. They’ll keep you cheerful until it’s time to decorate for Christmas.
Don’t worry about which flowers to use. Anything and everything will be perfect because you chose it. The important ingredient in creating your bouquet is to have fun.
Now here’s a little from my latest Regency Romance to enjoy along with your lovely bouquet.
Elisabeth is a lively young lady ripe for adventure. She’s lived the sheltered life of the privileged during the Regency era of the 1800’s and is on the cusp of entering society when she joins her older sister at a house party. On the enormous estate in the spreading mansion of a duke, she mistakes her host for the fat squire down the road. Thus begins an adventure which is against all her training. She knows her mother would not approve. Was that half the intrigue of meeting a stranger in private?
The handsome but incognito Richard Hawlester, Duke of Roderick, weary of toad-eating house guests, engages in a serious flirtation with young Elisabeth Barrows, who is primed for an exciting adventure. Mistaking the fat squire for the duke, she holds her secret relationship with a man known only as Richard, Nobel Rescuer, close to a tender heart while discovering love for the first time.
Elisabeth’s trust seems irrevocably lost when the duke’s actual identity is revealed. Realizing his mistake, Roderick begins an earnest, dangerous, and often hilarious campaign to convince her of his love. Elisabeth ponders whether true love can overcome the loss of trust between two people, even as danger presents in the guise of a vile, undesirable suitor, while a wicked assassin makes an attempt on the life of the duke. Trust broken can never be regained, or can it?
BUY LINKS
Amazon – Wild Rose Publishing
Emma Lane is a gifted author who writes under several pen-names. She lives with her patient husband on several acres outside a typical American village in Western New York. Her day job is working with flowers at her son’s plant nursery. Look for information about writing and plants on her new website. Leave a comment or a gardening question and put a smile on Emma’s face.
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October 11, 2016
Wednesday Special Spotlight HL Carpenter
Shines On
HL Carpenter
The utility worker who knocked on the door handed over a green sheet of paper and a bit of unexpected news. Due to a leak, the water main supplying water to our house had to be repaired. The water would be shut off for at least six hours, and we’d be under a “boil water” advisory for a minimum of two days following the repair.
Given the severity of water issues suffered by others, the brief interruption in our service was nothing more than a minor inconvenience. And yet every time we reached for the faucet to fill a glass, we were reminded of how much we take for granted in our everyday lives.
The hero of our book, Pirate Summer, learns a similar lesson when she travels back in time two hundred years to save her brother. Josey’s thirsty, dirty, and surrounded by “water, water, everywhere, nor any drop to drink,” as the old poem goes. And – horror of horrors – her cell phone doesn’t work either.
Like Josey, we’ve developed a new appreciation for the value of daily desiderata. Clean water, abundant food, a safe, warm home, people we can trust and believe in, and who trust and believe in us — we are fortunate indeed, and these days we make a point of taking time to recognize and acknowledge what we once might not have noticed.
What about you? What are you taking for granted? We look forward to reading your comments.
Fifteen year old Josey is a liar. She’d like to stop. But after Mom left, the lies started popping out, like the time Josey left her little brother at the library and told Dad he’d run away.
Then Josey meets a boy who tells bigger whoppers than she does. He says he’s the son of a privateer who’s been dead two centuries. He’s so convincing Josey’s brother believes every word and sets off to find the privateer’s hidden treasure.
When her brother disappears, Josey is sure she knows where he’s gone. But everyone thinks she’s lying again. Everyone, that is, except the so-called privateer’s son. He knows she’s telling the truth because jeweled riches are only part of his tale. There’s also the snooperscope, a device that makes time leaps possible, like the one that brought him to the present.
The story is fantastical…and yet Josey will do anything to save her brother, including traveling back in time two hundred years with a boy she can’t trust.
Florida-based mother/daughter author duo HL Carpenter write sweet, clean fiction that is suitable for everyone in your family. The Carpenters write from their studios in Carpenter Country, a magical place that, like their stories, is unreal but not untrue. When they’re not writing, they enjoy exploring the Land of What-If and practicing the fine art of Curiosity. Visit their website to enjoy gift reads and excerpts and to find out what’s happening in Carpenter Country.
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