Month: February 2016

Saved by My Blackguard is now Available

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I always planned that Searching for My Rogue was going to be the start of a new series titled Linked Across Time. The Once Upon a Regency box set was going to jump start that new series. Then I got an idea for Alys’ parents, and Saved by My Blackguard was born. It is in a sense a prequel to Searching for My Rogue. Since Alys and James’ story is still in the box set and won’t release on its own for several months I decided Saved by My Blackguard would be book one in the series.

So without further ado meet Paul and Evelyn. They have quite a story to tell you! For a limited time you can get their eBook for only 99 CENTS and it is also available in Kindle Unlimited. Go grab your copy today and continue the adventure.

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Blurb 

A vacation on a tropical island should be blissful paradise. It turns out to be something else altogether for Paul Dewitt. A storm erupts and throws his entire life into chaos. He wakes up to a beautiful stranger and a different time.

Lady Evelyn Beckett is sailing to England to marry her betrothed. When a storm hits she is tossed overboard. By sheer will, and a little luck, she makes it to shore. She finds a handsome man wandering the beach, and he’s both confusing and odd.

Together Paul and Evelyn rely on each other to survive the raging storm, villainous pirates, and a little bit of culture shock. Can they get past each other’s differences and learn to trust each other and find love.

 

Excerpt

She could barely make out his features in the firelight. He was handsome and familiar, but she couldn’t place him. How did she know him? Her body warmed as she perused him. It tingled in places it never had before. The man was gorgeous, but clearly a blackguard for taking advantage of her while she slept.

“Relax, I’m not going to attack you.” He rubbed his face with his hands. “It’s been a long day, and it is well into the night. I don’t know how long this storm is going to last, and I’d rather not deal with a histrionic female.”

“I will have you know I by no means ever give into hysteria.” She held her chin up in defiance. Her father never would have allowed it. She was to be a proper lady at all times, with a calm and cool demeanor. “But I will not stand for a man I’m not remotely acquainted with seeing me in my shift. What did you do with my gown?”

“I already introduced myself if you recall. We’re on a first name basis.” He folded his arms across his chest. “Look Evie, I don’t know how I came to find you. The last thing I remember before I saw you on the beach was falling to my death outside this cave. It’s why I knew where to find it. Nothing has made sense since I stumbled upon you. All I want to do is ride out this storm and book the first flight home. This vacation has to be the worst one ever recorded.”

She tilted her head and studied him. Was he insane? That made things a little different. She would have to give him a wide berth. It was hard to tell what someone who’d lost their mind might do. Book a flight? How did he expect to fly anywhere? Everyone knew that was impossible. Clearly he’d taken leave of his senses. She might be able to forgive him taking liberties with her person—but she doubted it.

“Have you escaped from an asylum?” She glared at him. “And my name is not Evie.”

“All right. But since you don’t recall my name let me remind you. I’m Paul Dewitt.” He shrugged and laughed. “Explain this nonsense you are spouting? Are you insinuating I’m insane?”

How dare he mock her? She wasn’t the one losing her mind.

“Everyone knows you can’t fly. If you want to get anywhere it has to be by horse, carriage, or ship.”

He fell over in uproarious laughter. What had she said that was so bloody funny? She wasn’t the ridiculous one. She didn’t suggest they could fly anywhere.

“I don’t know why you are laughing, but I’m tired of it. If you can’t have a reasonable and normal conversation at least stop rolling around as if you heard a joke. I don’t find any of this funny.”

“Oh sweetheart, you wouldn’t.” He wiped the corners of his eye. “Please tell me you’ve seen a plane. They are more than capable of flying us anywhere we want to go.”

She had no idea what he was referring to. “You’re serious?”

“Lady, it’s 1987. Planes have been a reality since the Wright brothers first flew at Kitty Hawk in 1903.” He shrugged. “They’ve come a long way since that first flight, but they are commonplace these days. How have you not seen one?”

She opened her mouth and closed it several times. How does one respond to that? He clearly had a very active imagination. Whoever these Wright brothers were, they must be geniuses to build such a contraption. What was she thinking entertaining his delusions? She shook her head to clear that rubbish away. He thought it was 1987 and these brothers flew in 1903. She had to tell him he was misinformed.

“You’re wrong.”        

“I assure you I’m not.”

She shook her head. “No, it’s not 1987. It’s not even close to 1903. Why would you believe it was?”

“Because I was born in 1958 and I will be 30 in less than 3 months. I flew over here on one of those planes because my doctor ordered me to take a vacation or I’d have a heart attack before my birthday. I agreed to humor him since he is a family friend.”

His delusion went further than she thought. The poor man. “I’m afraid I must inform you it is in fact, the year of our lord, 1722.”

He started to chuckle so hard he had trouble breathing. His penchant for laughter was starting to irritate her. Why did he find everything she said so damned funny.

“It all makes sense now,” he spat out. “Your dress, the storm, and even not remembering how I ended up on the beach. I’ve died and this is my hell.”

“I seriously doubt God would punish us both with the same hell. I don’t even know you, or how you ended up here, but I can assure you we are both very much alive. I didn’t fight so hard to make it to land to give in now.”

 

 

 

Valentine’s Contest and Love’s Prelude

 

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Love’s Prelude: A multi-genre set of historical romances that begin a series.
In this stunning set, an amazing cast of BESTSELLING and AWARD WINNING AUTHORS bring a prelude to an epic love story, the beginning of one of their series. These love stories begin on the Highlands, in Regency England, on the Great Plains of America, and beyond but each will start a love story that begs to be finished.

Seed of Love by Tammy Andresen
A Flawed Jewel by Dawn Brower
Chef’s Mail Order Bride by Cindy Caldwell
Love’s Imposters: The Setup by Maggie Dallen
Loving Lieutenant Douglas by Barbara Devlin
Howard Haskell Takes a Bride by Merry Farmer
Gold Rush Brides by Cassie Hayes
Little Red by Caroline Lee
Scandalous Endeavors by Amanda Mariel
Beauty and the Highlander by Hildie McQueen
Emma, Mail-order Brides Club by Ashley Merrick
Conquered by Kirsten Osbourne
The Viscount’s Christmas Temptation by Erica Ridley
Love’s Prisoner by Laura Stapleton

Release Date: April 26, 2016

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Valentine’s Contest

To celebrate Valentine’s Day, I’ve teamed up with Patricia Rice and over 35 fantastic authors to give two readers more than 35 historical romances, and a Kindle Fire to one lucky winner!

I’m giving away my book A Hidden Ruby

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Giveaway and It’s Release Day!!

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Blurb

Once upon a time nine historical romance authors created a fairy tale inspired Regency world…

Resisting Romeo by Samantha Grace
There was much excitement yesterday at the Clarendon Hotel when a French actress interrupted a tête-à-tête between two of London’s most eligible bachelors and quietly exchanged words with them. Mr. Russell Hawke was quick to escort her from the premises, making witnesses wish they had remembered to bring their ear trumpets to tea.

Enchanted by the Earl by Amanda Mariel
Lowly seamstress Rose Woodcourt shocked society by capturing Hunter Thorne the Earl of Aubry’s heart after he banished her personal wolf.

Wish Upon A Kiss by Meara Platt
Young ladies from the best families are clamoring to become May Princesses now that Winifred Kingsley, a young lady of little consequence, caught the eye -and captured the heart – of Ardaric, fourth Duke of Blantyre when he spotted her dancing about a maypole in her shockingly scanty costume.

A Duke Worth His Salt by Allison Merritt
Lady Eleanor Mortin managed to snag the reclusive Duke of Greenebuck, who is not only writing fairy tale endings for his novels these days, but also living one with his new bride.

Masquerading as a Miss by Ari Thatcher
Just weeks after he was reported as drowned in that shipwreck, Lord Spalding appeared with a mysterious young woman who claimed to not know who her relations were. I daresay she has none and is eager to secure a match with Spalding, who as you know will one day inherit the earldom.

Searching for my Rogue by Dawn Brower
Upstart American, Alys Dewitt snared the Duke of Weston, one of England’s most sought after bachelors proving love is descending us all into madness.

The Enchanted Cave by Sue London
Irish lass Maeve O’Malley landed a blow to the hearts of innumerable smitten girls when she tangled Mr. Galen Mornay into knots of the nuptial variety.

Taming Beauty by Lynne Barron
Not only did the scandalous Lilith Aberdeen manage to bring the beastliest of barons up to scratch, but she did so only days before Lord Malleville was to marry her sister.

Stealing a Lady’s Heart by Tammy Andresen
Lady Charlotte Beaumont, first cousin to the Prince Regent, was seen gallivanting through Scotland with four eligible bachelors and no chaperone. This shocking lack of decorum is not the first from the lady but most certainly the worst. One simply must wonder if nuptials are soon to follow.

Join us on a Regency adventure of love and romance in the limited edition box set Once Upon A Regency: Timeless Tales And Fables! Set includes 9 never told before stories.

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My story is titled Searching for My Rogue. It is about a woman from 2015 who falls through time to 1815 and finds her Duke charming ;). It has elements from Alice in Wonderland. Here is a teaser for it.

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“Alys wait…” She either didn’t hear him bellowing or she ignored him. He didn’t know which it was, but it was clear he had to go after her. James bolted down the hall following the path she’d taken.

The poor thing was confused. He had to catch her before she hurt herself further. He’d summon the doctor again. She’d need something the calm her down, perhaps he’d know better how to care for her malady.

Alys stopped at the top of the stairs, resting her hand on the balustrade. Her breathing was ragged. Her gaze fell on his when she glanced briefly behind her—then she skipped down the steps two at a time. Right before she reached the bottom, she tripped over her skirts and tumbled over the remaining few steps.

Bloody hell. The chit was going to be the death of him. James quickly followed her down and kneeled before her. “Are you all right?”

“Damned skirt is too long,” she muttered. Alys turned onto her side and glared up at him. “Of course I’m not all right, but nothing is broken. I’m sure I will have more bruises on top of the ones I already have.”

“Let me help you up.” James held out his hand to her.

“Thanks, I’ve got this.” Alys rolled onto her knees and hopped up to her feet. She turned to him and asked, “Where have you stashed Regina?”

“Pardon me?” James had no clue who this Regina was.

“My sister.” Alys rolled her eyes. “Where is she?”

James studied her for several seconds. She had mentioned something about her sister being devastated about Edward’s death. Perhaps she had been on her way to meet up with Regina for their wedding—not hers, as James previously assumed. Where her sibling was, though, he had no idea.

“I’m not acquainted with you or any of your family members.”

“I’m not in the mood for games, Bradford.” Her lips pursed up in displeasure. “Don’t make me hurt you. I’m well versed in all the areas to do the most damage to a person’s body.”

James rocked back on his heels. Both statements had him reeling. What order of woman was this standing before him? She threatened his person and didn’t have a clue who he was. This Bradford again—he hadn’t misheard her before—was clearly someone she didn’t like very much.

“My name is not Bradford.” He looked her up and down; trying to understand how a little slip of a woman could possibly do him any harm. “How do you propose to overpower me enough to impart any sort of damage to me?”

Her mouth fell open. Silence reigned throughout the room. James took advantage of her surprise and scooped her into his arms. Alys reached up quickly to wrap her arms around his neck, a reflex to catch her balance. “Put me down you big oaf,” she demanded.

“Wilson, fetch the doctor at once,” James bellowed. He switched his attention back to Alys and explained, “You require rest. The doctor left explicit directions. The maid I assigned to your room should not have allowed you to leave your bed, let alone get dressed and run around in your condition.”

James spun around and began to ascend the stairs once again. The lady was going back to her bed, whether she liked it or not. James sensed the harridan in his arms was about to give him hell for his high-handedness. It really was for her benefit. He’d deal with her wrath once he had her back in her bed.

“My condition?” She raised an eyebrow. “What condition is this? I can assure you I’m fine. Just a tad banged up.”

“Banged up?” James frowned. “You speak so strangely sometimes.”

“Kettle? Black? You’re acting out of character a bit.” She snorted. “Since when are you not Bradford? What are you going by today? Decided you needed a little change in your life?”

“I’ve never been, nor will I ever be, called Bradford.”

 

Now here are a few more teasers and some buy links 🙂 Go grab your copy now! You won’t regret it. There are 9 fairy tale based stories waiting for you to get lost in them.

Amazon | BN | iTunes | Kobo

 

Giveaway

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