Release Day: Schemes Gone Amiss by Collette Cameron

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SCHEMES GONE AMISS

Conundrums of the Misses Culpepper, Book 2

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Intrepid and outspoken, Blythe Culpepper is dragged against her will to London for a Season. To her dismay, her guardian enlists the devilishly attractive Lord Leventhorpe, the one man she detests, to assist with her Come Out. Since their first encounter, hostile looks and cutting retorts have abounded whenever they meet, yet she cannot deny the way her body reacts when he’s near. So perhaps it’s no surprise that upon overhearing another woman scheming to entrap Tristan into marriage, Blythe risks all to warn him.

Haunted by childhood trauma, Tristan, the austere and controlled Marquis of Leventhorpe, usually avoids social gatherings. So why, against his better judgement, does he agree to aid his closet friend in presenting the Culpeppers to the ton? Might it be because one Culpepper stirs more than his interest?

Blythe taxes him to his limits with her sharp wit and even sharper tongue. Yet, he cannot deny the beauty fascinates him. However, when an old enemy comes calling, using Blythe to settle old scores, Tristan must decide if protecting his honor is more important than winning the heart of the woman he has come to love.

Publisher: Blue Rose Romance in partnership with Windtree Press

Excerpt:

His gaze riveted upon her mouth, tension tightened his lips.

He had the most beautifully sculpted mouth she’d ever noticed, and that included theSGA_meme_1 Greek gods from last night’s ball. Were Lord Leventhorpe’s as warm and firm and tasty as they appeared?

What the blazes did Mr. Burlington’s lips look like? Did he have lips? He must, of course.

A wheel sank into a hole with bone-jarring force, abruptly interrupting Blythe’s mental rambling and pitching her and Lord Leventhorpe headfirst. His hat flew from his head as he tumbled from his seat onto his knees and reflexively wrapped his arms around her to keep her from plunging to the floor.

With a yelp of outraged surprise, Freddy bumped into Blythe’s back, somehow managing to scramble onto the seat.

Their faces mere inches apart, Blythe couldn’t haul her gaze from the glinting specks in Lord Leventhorpe’s eyes. His focus sank to her lips, and his pupils shrank to pin pricks.

Would he kiss her?

Did she want him to?

Illogically, yes.

Breath suspended, she remained perfectly motionless. Waiting.

Lowering his head, he tightened his embrace an instant before his lips whispered across hers.

They taste even better than they look.

A brilliant light burst behind her eyes, and every bone in her body turned molten. She clutched his lapels certain if she let go, she’d slither to the floor.

He ran his tongue along the seam of her lips, and sighing, she readily capitulated and parted her mouth, eager to taste more of him.

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Weekend Writing Warriors ~ 1/31/16 Time Enough to Love: A Sweet and Enticing Voice

 

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Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors!

Thank you to everyone who came by to visit last week!

This week will be the last week from Book 2 of my medieval romance Time Enough to Love, the boxed set that released earlier in January.

Next week is a new month and I’m moving on to another one of  my books. Spread the love around, right?

This final scene is from Betrayal and picks up a page or two after the last snippet. Thomas has asked Alyse to marry him, more for her protection than from passion for her. He warns her that her father will likely try marry her to a previous suitor, one not as understanding as he will be.

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Guy would not be an understanding husband; he would not care about her explanation, only that he was not the first. And the thought of lying in bed beneath anyone not Geoffrey so reviled her that images of death by her own hand danced across her mind. She would not submit to another man, by God.

She turned a shrewd eye on him and said, “If I married you, Thomas, would you not demand my obedience in your bed? Do you not also need heirs?”

He smiled broadly, as though scenting victory, saying “Aye, I do need an heir for my estates, but I can be a patient man.” His voice lowered, sweet and enticing, even as his eyes promised compassion. “I have the advantage, Alyse, of knowing you and knowing your regard for Geoffrey. I understand ’tis not something to be overcome in a few days or even a few weeks. If you marry me, I swear my oath I will not force you to my bed, for we are young and there is time.”

Blurb for Time Enough to Love:

When Lady Alyse de Courcy is betrothed to Sir Geoffrey Longford, she has no choice but to make the best of a bad bargain. The hulking knight is far from her ideal man, and although he does possess some wit and charm, he is no match for the sinfully sensual man she secretly admires, Thomas, Earl of Braeton, her betrothed’s best friend.

From the first, Sir Geoffrey finds himself smitten by Lady Alyse, and, despite her infatuation with his friend, vows to win her love. When Geoffrey puts his mind to wooing Alyse, he is delighted to find her succumbing to his seduction. But when cruel circumstances separate them, Geoffrey must watch helplessly as Thomas steps in to protect Alyse—and falls in love with her himself.

As the three courtiers accompany Princess Joanna to her wedding in Spain, they run headlong into the Black Plague. With her world plunged into chaos, Alyse struggles with her feelings for both the men she loves. But which love will survive?

Time Enough to Love is available at Amazon.

That’s all for this week. Hope you enjoyed it!

And don’t forget to check out the rest of the Warriors here.  There’s some fantastic snippets to be read.

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Spotlight: The Fae Lord’s Lady by Lisa Kumar

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Natalie Danvers lives a picture-perfect life. She has a great boyfriend, a good job she loves, and friends aplenty. But to her, she feels as if she’s merely existing. Something indefinable is missing, which colors every aspect of her life.

When she tumbles head first through a dimensional tear—straight onto a fae lord’s lap—her ordinary life is shaken to the core. Handsome and mysterious, Lorh frustrates her even as he enthralls her. He insists she is stuck in the land of TirAnn for three weeks and only she can discover the reasons behind her appearance there.

Lorh and his siblings have been awaiting Natalie’s arrival for centuries. Now she’s in his arms, and his family’s dearest desire is within reach. But as forgotten memories resurface and collide with reason, will Natalie find what she’s been missing? Or will old enemies destroy any chance of her being the fae lord’s lady?

Excerpt:

“Where to start?” He steepled his fingers and gazed at her contemplatively. “Your people call us the fae or the Sidhe. We are much like our human kin but also much different.”

“How much different?” She hated the quavering in her voice.

“We live for a very long time.”

Both dreading and wanting to know the answer, she asked, “How much longer?”

“Unless it’s by our own hand, we cannot choose the time of our deaths any more than humans can, but our years far outlast those of your kind…by millennia.”

Her mind hit a mental barricade. “You’re joking, right?”

“No.”

“But —”

“Just accept my people live much longer than yours.”

She scowled. “But how’s that possible?”

“Our inherent magic, which allows us to do spells and charms, affects our physiology.”

She stared blankly at the book-lined wall, gathering her thoughts. So fae could do spells and other such things, and it increased their longevity? Though it shouldn’t be surprising — after all, she was in a mythical land of fairy-tale creatures — his new information blew a gasket in her mind, and she didn’t know what to do with it, except… “Given the difference in our lifespans, I don’t possibly see how I could stay here, even if I wanted to.”

“We can remedy that issue.” He hesitated, discomfort flashing across his face. “If we join through marriage, I can complete a ceremony that will enable you to share my lifespan.”

Stunned disbelief poured over her, and before she could halt them, words exploded from her. “What! Are you crazy? Marriage! Marriage?”

Inside, every alarm blared. Marriage? Whoa! Why would he want to marry her? Sure, he desired to have her here for some cockamamie reason that she couldn’t even begin to understand, but marriage?

“Natalie,” he said in a soothing voice, holding out a hand. “I know this sounds quite shocking, but once you get —”

Lurching out of the chair, she eyed him like the insane man he was. “No, don’t even finish that sentence.” Whirling around, she sprinted toward the exit, but before she could get in more than a few steps, he stood before her.

She shuddered. How…how did he get around his desk so fast?

Lorh placed his hands on her arms, his grip strong but not bruising. “I’m sorry, but I can’t let you run.”

His touch seared through the thin sleeves of her gown and seemed to brand her down to the bone. Panic seized her. This place, this male, they were driving her mad.

Natalie yanked against his hold, wanting — no, needing — to be free. This was all too much. Everything pulled at her — her fright, her strange attraction to Lorh, his mysteriousness, and his latest declaration. She feared she’d explode into a thousand tiny pieces from it.

Words bubbled out, and she didn’t even try to hide the desperation in them. “Please, let me go. Let me go home. If this is what you brought me here for, it’s not going to work.”

Remorse flashed in his eyes before a look of resolve replaced it. “I can’t allow you to go. If you listen to me, I’m sure we can come to an accord.”

“I’m not going to listen to any more crazy talk. You won’t get me to agree to…to that.”

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LisaKumarLisa Kumar is a wife, mother, and romance writer who grew up in small-town Indiana. She now resides in the suburbs of Chicago with her husband and two sons. When not spinning tales of romance and fantasy, she can be found with her nose buried in a book, or more accurately, her e-reader. Her scholastic background is in psychology, which enabled her to get low-paying jobs in the human services sector. Needless to say, she’s now writing full-time.

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Jenna’s 411 ~ 01/27/2016

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 Jenna’s 411 is back!

Let’s see what’s the 411 for January 27th.

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Book Chat ~ Only a Mistress Will Do

I am approaching the climax of Book 3 in The House of Pleasure series, Only a Mistress Will Do. This is the story of Duncan’s friend, Tristan Marshall, Viscount Trevor and I hope it releases late in 2016 or early 2017. It begins in the House of Pleasure and ends up…well, perhaps I’ll leave you in suspense about where it ends. 🙂

 

 

 

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Yes, as with most of the Mid-Atlantic East Coast, last weekend we were coated with  snow. Our bit of the world only got about 6 inches, most of which has  melted as of today. But it sure was pretty to watch. And to watch the cardinals in the back yard. 🙂

 

 

 

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I actually went to see a couple of movies over the Christmas break and I’d like to share some of what I saw.

Well, of course the big blockbuster was Star Wars: The Force Awakens. Absolutely loved it! When I heard J.J. Abrams was directing, I sort of suspected I would. It had a great story and just enough homage to the originals to make it perfect. (Abrams did the same thing with the first new Star Trek movie and it is still my favorite Star Trek movie). My daughters went  with me neither of whom had seen any Star Wars movies. At one point, after the  first battle sequence my elder daughter looked at me and said, “I’ve GOT to watch all of these!” I leaned over and whispered, “Just think if you’d seen that battle having NEVER seen anything like it before.” I still remember that rush. 🙂

And how’s your week been?

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The Devil’s in the Details by Jenna Jaxon

I did a fun little post on Nights of Passion this past Sunday that I decided to share with you. How my adventures in shopping influence my writing. 🙂

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I find myself at the grocery checkout quite often these days. Lines are long and I have time to idly “check out” the groceries of the person in front of me. I’m not sure if this is my own strange idiosyncrasy or if many people do this, but I do look at what people are buying and sort of ponder it.

I look first at what they’re buying. What’s in your cart is quite often a reflection of the purchaser.list 2 Diapers, baby food, baby wipes, of course, denote a new parent. Large purchases of beer or wine, chips and dip, and chicken wings says “Super Bowl Party!” in January (although you have to buy the wings ahead of time—I guarantee there will be no wings available come Super Bowl Sunday). Lots of fresh fruits and vegetables, and organic products say health conscious shopper.

What’s almost as fun to check out…

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Medieval Monday ~ An Enthusiastic First Kiss from Tanis by Bambi Lynn

Welcome to Medieval Monday! This time around we post excerpts that fulfill a different requirement each month. For the month of January/February we must post an excerpt showing the first kiss of the heroine and hero. My guest today is Bambi Lynn with her medieval romance Tanis.

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With one beefy arm around her waist, Tanis gathered her up against him. Fighting the urge to squeal with delight, Kiah wrapped both legs around him. He was massive. And hard.

She wore nothing beneath the fur around her waist that left her legs bare to her thighs and drove men wild. The ridges of his stomach teased her through the fabric of his shirt, but Kiah savored the anticipation of feeling his skin against her almost as much as the contact itself. It would be difficult to say which gave her more pleasure.

A choice she was glad she did not have to make.

Winding her arms around his neck, she captured his mouth with hers. She was hit with the most mind-numbing kiss she had known in all the ages. A groan of sheer ecstasy bubbled up in her throat. What elements caused such a reaction? Why did she not feel it with all men?

Why did it not last more than a few days?

She felt like she could fly, something she had done every day since her creation, one of few gifts withheld from man. But in human form, the sensation of flying was far greater than the reality. It was not fair.

Emotions combined with her human sensations, roiling through her in a tangled mess that left her bereft of coherent thought. She kissed him fiercely, inhaling his essence as her tongue danced with his. He smelled of male and sex, tempting her to vanquish their clothes and feel his naked skin against hers. His body was sculpted muscle, hard and strong, beckoning her to meld her own warrior’s body against it, to stroke it, to lick it, to conquer it.

Tanis kissed her back, with equal enthusiasm, alternately teasing her and devouring her. She tasted his humanity and for once was not revolted by it. His passion enflamed her own, leaving her drunk with lust. He tangled his fists in the fur at the small of her back. In many other parts of the world, her attire would be scandalous. It certainly was not acceptable here in Alba, but in the wilds of the Highlands, she found it a simple matter to ensure her existence went unnoticed, even in human form.

Woven within his humanity was the hint of pagan blood. Its impurity laced the delectable flavor of the man. She recoiled from the foulness of it, only because she reminded herself she should, before it was too late.

BLURB:

Tanis Cleary, laird of a small Highland clan, wants to protect what’s left of his family from the pagan god who hunts them. But even with his colossal strength, fed by the unholy blood in his veins, he cannot do it alone. His only ally is an insatiable angel with a chip on her shoulder. Will he desert his clan to follow the only woman who can save him from eternal damnation?

Kiah is an angel of God, tasked with guarding one of His most sacred vessels. Like any woman desperate to win her Father’s approval, Kiah will stop at nothing to succeed in her mission. Distracted by the lure of a man more compelling than any other, Kiah soon finds herself battling the fires of hell, her very existence in jeopardy.

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Weekend Writing Warriors ~ 1/24/16 Time Enough to Love: A Pledge in Earnest

 

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Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors!

Thank you to everyone who came by to visit!

I was absent last week, so this week I’m continuing from the last week I posted, from Book 2 of my medieval romance Time Enough to Love, the boxed set that released earlier in January.

This scene is from Betrayal and picks up  right after the last snippet. After the devastating news that Geoffrey, her betrothed, has married another, Aylse has just been astounded by a proposal from his best friend, Thomas, who has concerns she may be pregnant.

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“Why would you want that?” she asked, for indeed, no man she knew would want to claim another’s child as their own.

He paused, as if unsure how to answer. “When I pledged myself to your service, ’twas in absolute earnest. I mean to protect you in all ways possible, including safeguarding your reputation with the court. If you are with child and unmarried, you will be dismissed from Princess Joanna’s service in disgrace. I would not stand by and see that happen while I have means to prevent it.”

“But, Thomas, I do not wish to…marry.” Alyse closed her eyes and swallowed hard. The thought of being joined to another man—even Thomas—horrified her.

“And yet you must.”

Blurb for Time Enough to Love:

When Lady Alyse de Courcy is betrothed to Sir Geoffrey Longford, she has no choice but to make the best of a bad bargain. The hulking knight is far from her ideal man, and although he does possess some wit and charm, he is no match for the sinfully sensual man she secretly admires, Thomas, Earl of Braeton, her betrothed’s best friend.

From the first, Sir Geoffrey finds himself smitten by Lady Alyse, and, despite her infatuation with his friend, vows to win her love. When Geoffrey puts his mind to wooing Alyse, he is delighted to find her succumbing to his seduction. But when cruel circumstances separate them, Geoffrey must watch helplessly as Thomas steps in to protect Alyse—and falls in love with her himself.

As the three courtiers accompany Princess Joanna to her wedding in Spain, they run headlong into the Black Plague. With her world plunged into chaos, Alyse struggles with her feelings for both the men she loves. But which love will survive?

Time Enough to Love is available at Amazon.

That’s all for this week. Hope you enjoyed it!

And don’t forget to check out the rest of the Warriors here.  There’s some fantastic snippets to be read.

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A Hairy Situation: Liza O’Connor and The Darkest Days

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I have a very hairy man in The Darkest Days. You might recall him from an earlier book as well, when he was locked in Bedlam and Vic set him free.

When Vic set him free, he’d escaped London and returned to a cabin in the woods his mother had built for him before she died. Turns out it’s in Litchfield. To be precise, it’s in the woods neighboring Jacko & Alice’s estate.

So when sweet little Daisy gets her throat torn out, naturally the locals blame the ‘wolfman’.

So Vic has to save him again, only he’s in a terrible condition. He’s starving and hasn’t had a bath in six months and his hair is matted right down to the skin. Vic cuts off as much as she can but once she takes him back to London to live at her house, she plans to contact her brother-in-law and not just to fix his teeth, which are all brown. In case you don’t remember, David is an extremely brilliant fellow who loves to build new things, thus explaining why Vic has an electric refrigerator years before they are commercially available. So it should be of no surprise that David creates an electric shaver for Richard, the Were Wolf man.

The main shaving device in the late 19th century was the straight edge. And in England, the blade would have been Sheffield silver steel. This product was the finest steel in the world and is still used in France even today.

But to shave using a straight edge would by a full time job for poor Richard, and he’d spend most of his day naked shaving one limb or another.

Fortunately, David has a great deal of inventor friends in America. His friend Gillette sends him a great many disposable safety razor blades to use in his current project. Using a large electric motor that sits on the floor with a cord to the device, his contraption has two razor blades moving backwards and forwards ever so slightly, with safety features to prevent the skin from being cut. It only has one speed and can’t be used near water, which means a dry cut only, but Richard thinks it is the finest creation ever.

With Richard’s electrically driven device, it greatly speeds up his shaving time. In fact, if he only shaves the areas people will see when he’s wearing a suit, he’s presentable in two hours. For the first time in his life, Richard can appear ‘human’.

And to this day an electric razor remains the main solution for those who suffer from Hypertrichosis.

And how advanced was David’s creation of an electric razor? Schick presented his first patent for an electric razor in 1921. However, everything needed to build an electric razor was available in 1895, only electricity did not run in most homes yet and rich men, who did have electricity, normally had servants to shave them with a straight edge and middle-class men went to a barber or did it themselves. To be honest, even in 1931 when Shick created a business to sell electric razors, they weren’t very popular and he struggled to keep his business alive.

But the one David built for Richard was the finest gift imaginable.

WARNING: we don’t get to actually see Richard use his shaver in the book. He had already moved out of Vic’s house by the time David built it. But the book does tell you where he went.

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When the pot has too many cooks a feast can be ruined, and that’s exactly what happens with Xavier and Vic’s new cases. Each proves more complicated than initially thought with criminals dropping out of the sky, wreaking havoc upon Xavier, Vic, and their excellent employees. By the end, Vic threatens to open a school that teaches criminals how to stay out of each other’s way.

Worse yet, a treasured member of the staff is shot in the heart while attempting to save Vic and the Queen’s cousin.

 

An Excerpt

“Everyone, to the tree now,” Jacko insisted, wishing he had Xavier’s ability to boss people around. When he was a pirate, he had no problems getting his crew to do as he asked. If they didn’t, he’d just shoot them and toss their body overboard, but that was a different time in his life and he had different standards. For a pirate, he was considered a great captain to ship with. Now he had an ambiguous position. While he was the ‘master’ of the big house, Alice actually managed the farmers.

“Now!” he snapped, using his captain’s voice.

Startled, the men moved to the tree.

Jacko opened both doors. As he set up the camera, he cursed the dimness still enveloping Daisy’s body. He had very little chance of capturing any details.

Just as he was about to give up this endeavor, a beam of sunshine came through the doors and pierced the darkness surrounding her body.

He managed to take three pictures before the farmers rushed inside.

“God Almighty! What was done to the poor girl?”

“Looks like something ripped her throat out.”

“But what could do that?”

Frederick spoke from the door. “I’ll tell you what it was. It’s the werewolf. It killed my Daisy and if we don’t send it back to hell, it’s going to slaughter us all.”

Not one farmer seemed to think his accusation ridiculous. In fact, they insisted they should go at once and hunt the creature down.

 

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Need to catch up?

Book 1

The Troublesome Apprentice

Book 2

The Missing Partner

Book 2.5

A Right to Love

Book 3

The Mesmerist

Book 4

Well Kept Secrets

Book 5

Pack of Trouble

 

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About the author liza

Liza O’Connor was raised badly by feral cats, left the South/Midwest and wandered off to find nicer people on the east coast. There she worked for the meanest man on Wall Street, while her psychotic husband tried to kill her three times. (So much for finding nicer people.) Then one day she declared enough, got a better job, divorced her husband, and fell in love with her new life where people behaved nicely. But all those bad behaviors has given her lots of fodder for her humorous books. Please buy these books, because otherwise, she’ll become grumpy and write troubled novels instead. They will likely traumatize you.

You have been warned.

Mostly humorous books by Liza:

Ghost LoverTwo British brothers fall in love with the same young woman. Ancestral ghost is called in to fix the situation. And there’s a ghost cat that roams about the book as well. (Humorous Contemporary Romance)

Saving Casey— Cass wakes up in the body of a troubled teen who has burned every bridge imaginable. Her only choice is to turn this life around, but that’s much harder than she ever imagined.

Untamed & UnabashedThe youngest of the Bennet sisters, Lydia, tells her story. A faithful spinoff from Pride & Prejudice.

A Long Road to Love Series: (Humorous Contemporary odd Romance)

Worst Week Ever — Laugh out loud week of disasters of Epic proportions.

Oh Stupid Heart — The heart wants what it wants, even if it’s impossible.

Coming to Reason — There is a breaking point when even a saint comes to reason.

Climbing out of Hell — The reconstruction of a terrible man into a great one.

The Hardest Love Is to love oneself. Sam’s story.

The Adventures of Xavier & Vic Sleuth series: (Late Victorian/Mystery/Romance)

The Troublesome Apprentice — The greatest sleuth in Victorian England hires a young man who turns out to be a young woman.

The Missing Partner — Opps! The greatest sleuth in Victorian England goes missing, leaving Vic to rescue him, a suffragette, and about 100 servants. Not to mention an eviscerating cat. Yes, let’s not mention the cat.

A Right to Love — A romantic detour for Jacko. Want to see how amply rewarded Jacko was when he & Vic save an old woman from Bedlam?

The Mesmerist The Mesmerist can control people from afar and make them murder for her. Worse yet, Xavier Thorn has fallen under her spell.

Well Kept Secrets — The problems with secrets is that they always come to light, no matter how you wish to silence them.

Pack of Trouble — Changes are a part of life, but these changes almost kill Vic.

The Darkest Days — Muddled cases make Vic very grumpy.

 

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First Kiss with Ruth A. Casies’s The Druid Knight Tales

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Welcome to Medieval Monday! This time around we post excerpts that fulfill a different requirement each month. For the months of January/February we must post an excerpt showing the first kiss of the heroine and hero. My guest today is Ruth A. Casie with her medieval romance The Druid Knight Tales, which is FREE!

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“Aye,” he said sleepily, followed by a soft snore.

She wiped the blood from the scratches on his cheek and studied him.

Full brows framed his wide-set eyes with long, thick lashes. His high cheekbones accentuated the deep hollows beneath them. His close-clipped beard outlined his full lips. His face spoke of power and ageless strength. He had a face that was easy to look at.

The wounds cleaned and bandaged, she bent over and gave him a lingering kiss on his forehead. Her head snapped up and her fingers went to her lips. They tingled as if she had eaten something spicy. She searched his face. His ashen color hadn’t changed. Panic welled in her throat. Her healing kiss always brought results.

His arm snaked around her and drew her to him. She didn’t resist when he pulled her closer and kissed her deeply. When she moved away his eyes were closed, the corners of his mouth tipped up in a smile, and his face took on a soft pink hue.

Relief flooded through her but was quickly replaced with doubt. For the first time she wondered if her healing kiss would be enough.

She prepared the camp and when she was done, sat back to rest. The smell of the wood and the snap of the fire were soothing. The dancing flames mesmerized her and drew her in deeper. The intertwined flames parted and in its midst she saw two figures following a light. She knew it was an omen but she could not tell if the sign was good or bad. A loud snap and a log fell, sending sparks flying, startling her out of her trance.

Blurb: The Druid Knight’s Tale

After a year of searching, Maximilian, the druid Grand Master, finds the sacred mistletoe destined for his soul mate shriveled and dead. He must journey to the Otherworld and tell the Ancestors of his failure.

Ellyn of Brodgar is an exceptional healer. But each healing kiss depletes her energy and brings her closer to death. Ellyn needs to find her own healing power before it’s too late.

Max and Ellyn are tossed into the Otherworld and have until the third sunset to appeal to the Ancestors or be lost forever. Together they find love, and as the last rays of the third sunset slip away, both are willing to sacrifice their hopes, dreams, and lives for the other. Do they have what it takes to escape the Otherworld and begin their life together?

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Obsession by Jenna Jaxon

I’m not on Weekend Writing Warriors this week because I’m out of town taking my daughter back to school and so couldn’t monitor the comments or visit other blogs. I’ll be back with more of Time Enough to Love next weekend.

So for today, I’m re-blogging my post on Nights of Passion about my current obsession! 🙂

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Yesterday morning I went to the flea market with my daughters and a friend. Not our usual Saturday activity, but my one daughter was leaving for school, and she asked me to go so I did.

We walked around the place, popping into and out of a lot of shops. In one I found a copy of Fanny Hill, the most popular piece of erotica in the 18th century (a great find since I’m currently writing a book set in, amongst other places, a brothel in the 18th century.) I also found a peacock necklace. (I love peacocks.) So it was a good start to the day.

One shop we went into had lots of really nice wooden furniture, many very prettyTypewriter decorative things to hang on the walls, and wonderful conversation pieces. I started looking at these object and thought, “I should start to re-decorate my house…

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