Weekend Writing Warriors ~ 05/21/2023 ~ Until I’m Safe in Your Arms ~ “What Are You Doing?”

 

Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors !

This week I’m continuing with snippets from my upcoming release, Until I’m Safe in Your Arms, from Dragonblade Publishing. The book releases on May 30!!!

It’s the first book in the Welwyn Marriage Wager series, in which the Duke of Welwyn wagers with six of his grandsons that they can all marry within a year. The family is known for its propensity to wager on just about anything, so they are all in (some more enthusiastically than others). The eldest cousin, Captain Alexander Bancroft, makes a further wager: he’ll meet and marry a young lady by the end of the month–a mere ten days away.  To that end, he attends a weekend house party given by his uncle and aunt.

BLURB:

All’s fair in love and wagers…

Entered into a wager that he can wed within a week, Captain Alex Bancroft pursues the first pretty woman he meets: Miss Emma Washer. Their courtship proceeds at a furious pace, including a dalliance that might ruin them both. Before it can, Alex proposes and is stunned when Emma agrees to marry him. Alex desperately tries to keep word of the wager from his new wife, not knowing Emma has secrets of her own to keep.

As passion erupts between the newly wed pair, the circumstances of Emma’s past threaten to tear them asunder. Alex’s regiment is directed to sail to a place Emma dares not go. She refuses to accompany him, leaving Alex with a devastating choice: leave England to fulfil duty to Queen and country or stay and revel in his newfound love for his wife?

I’ve spent the past week coming back to the real world after the wonderful focus of the writing retreat. As a result, I’ve written not a lot, but I’ve begun the second draft of A Countess Never Tells, typing my hand-written draft into the computer. Deciphering some of these words, written in the heat of creation, has been a challenge!

 

Today I’m continuing on from where we left off last week. It is after dinner that night. Alex and Emma have just gone out onto the verandah alone and he kisses her. Enjoy!

EXCERPT:

Aroused by these heady sensations, Emma could have stood there kissing Captain Bancroft forever, except now there seemed to be a new sort of pressure on her mouth. The captain was pressing something against the seam of her closed lips. Glorying in the moment, Emma couldn’t think what he was trying to do. She felt so incredibly safe and warm and happy she could only press back against his lips, wishing to convey her joy in their closeness. She’d been attracted to the captain from the first, but she’d never imagined she’d feel this rush of happiness, especially toward a man who was almost a stranger. If only it would never end.

He pushed a little harder at her lips and she started to open her mouth, wondering if that was what he wanted her to do. But when she gave in that tiny bit, with an audible groan, he thrust his tongue into her mouth.

And a little more for good measure. . . 

Shocked to her core, Emma emitted a shriek and jerked backward, pulling her body and mouth away from him. She clamped her hand over her lips, not at all certain what had just happened. When she could think again, she glared up at Captain Bancroft, who stood trying not to smile at her. “What did you think you were doing, sir?”

“I thought I was kissing a very willing young lady, Miss Washer. You assured me you were before we began.” The wretch didn’t even try to sound repentant.

“That was not kissing…not that last part at the end.” Miss Mills and Mr. Huckabee had not looked as though they were doing anything at all like that.

Until I’m Safe in Your Arms is now up for pre-order, set to release on May 30! Here’s the link if you want to pre-order it for .99!

 

A Countess Never Tells is now up on pre-0rder as well on Amazon, also for just .99! It releases on August 29, 2023. So go grab this “bad boy” today! 

I’m also part of an anthology for Dragonblade that’s part of their Lyons Den shared world called Night of Lyons. My novella is called The Lyons’ Wager and is the pre-quel to the Welwyn Marriage Wager series. Night of Lyons is available on pre-order on Amazon for .99! 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Don’t forget to check out the rest of the Warriors here. There are some fantastic snippets to be read.

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Weekend Writing Warriors ~ 05/14/2023 ~ Until I’m Safe in Your Arms ~ “Never Been Kissed”

 

HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY!

 

Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors !

This week I’m continuing with snippets from my upcoming release, Until I’m Safe in Your Arms, from Dragonblade Publishing. The book releases on May 30!!!

It’s the first book in the Welwyn Marriage Wager series, in which the Duke of Welwyn wagers with six of his grandsons that they can all marry within a year. The family is known for its propensity to wager on just about anything, so they are all in (some more enthusiastically than others). The eldest cousin, Captain Alexander Bancroft, makes a further wager: he’ll meet and marry a young lady by the end of the month–a mere ten days away.  To that end, he attends a weekend house party given by his uncle and aunt.

BLURB:

All’s fair in love and wagers…

Entered into a wager that he can wed within a week, Captain Alex Bancroft pursues the first pretty woman he meets: Miss Emma Washer. Their courtship proceeds at a furious pace, including a dalliance that might ruin them both. Before it can, Alex proposes and is stunned when Emma agrees to marry him. Alex desperately tries to keep word of the wager from his new wife, not knowing Emma has secrets of her own to keep.

As passion erupts between the newly wed pair, the circumstances of Emma’s past threaten to tear them asunder. Alex’s regiment is directed to sail to a place Emma dares not go. She refuses to accompany him, leaving Alex with a devastating choice: leave England to fulfil duty to Queen and country or stay and revel in his newfound love for his wife?

This past week I spent at a writers’ retreat down in the Outer Banks of North Carolina, culminating in a book signing at the Island Bookstore in Duck. Not a huge amount of foot traffic, but it is before the real season starts. I’ll be going back in July when I’m on vacation there.

Today I’m continuing on from where we left off last week. It is after dinner that night. Alex and Emma have just gone out onto the verandah alone and he kisses her. Enjoy!

EXCERPT:

Emma had never kissed a man before, hadn’t been completely certain she’d be able to entice the captain to do it. Her only experience with the intimate act had been secondhand, surreptitiously watching a couple kissing onboard the Scotia on her return trip to England. Miss Mills and Mr. Huckabee had been extremely enthusiastic and had seemed to enjoy their encounter so much Emma had secretly longed to have that experience as well.

The fervor of his kiss caught her by surprise, however. Never had she imagined it would feel like this. The pressure of his mouth against hers—lips both soft and firm at the same time—sent a fiery jolt throughout her body. Her cheeks heated until her head felt as though an inferno raged there. Suddenly, her knees seemed weak as water, threatening to collapse her to the ground. She put a hand on his chest to steady herself, eager to continue even though her head began to spin. He must have thought she meant to push him away, for he leaned backward, trying to break the kiss.

And a little more for good measure. . . 

Emma would have none of that. This sensation of warmth, of comfort, of safety was too good to lose. She grasped his jacket and pulled him back to her. That action must have convinced him, for he cradled her head in his hands, turning her face until their lips fit together perfectly. She relaxed in his arms, determined to enjoy every second of the kiss: their incredible closeness, the scent of citrus he wore, the flutter of butterflies all through her stomach that made her wish to never stop.

Until I’m Safe in Your Arms is now up for pre-order, set to release on May 30! Here’s the link if you want to pre-order it for .99!

And just this week, at the retreat, I put A Countess Never Tells up on pre-0rder on Amazon for just .99! It releases on August 29, 2023. So go grab this “bad boy” today! 

I’m also part of an anthology for Dragonblade that’s part of their Lyons Den shared world called Night of Lyons. My novella is called The Lyons’ Wager and is the pre-quel to the Welwyn Marriage Wager series. Night of Lyons is available on pre-order on Amazon for .99! 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Don’t forget to check out the rest of the Warriors here. There are some fantastic snippets to be read.

 

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Weekend Writing Warriors ~ 05/07/2023 ~ Until I’m Safe in Your Arms ~ “What Are Your Desires?”

 

Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors !

This week I’m continuing with snippets from my upcoming release, Until I’m Safe in Your Arms, from Dragonblade Publishing. I’m just getting the edits, so this is unedited, but I hope you’ll enjoy it and forgive any flubs.

It’s the first book in the Welwyn Marriage Wager series, in which the Duke of Welwyn wagers with his six grandsons that they can all marry within a year. The family is known for its propensity to wager on just about anything, so they are all in (some more enthusiastically than others). The eldest cousin, Captain Alexander Bancroft, makes a further wager: he’ll meet and marry a young lady by the end of the month–a mere ten days away.  To that end, he attends a weekend house party given by his uncle and aunt.

BLURB:

All’s fair in love and wagers…

Entered into a wager that he can wed within a week, Captain Alex Bancroft pursues the first pretty woman he meets: Miss Emma Washer. Their courtship proceeds at a furious pace, including a dalliance that might ruin them both. Before it can, Alex proposes and is stunned when Emma agrees to marry him. Alex desperately tries to keep word of the wager from his new wife, not knowing Emma has secrets of her own to keep.

As passion erupts between the newly wed pair, the circumstances of Emma’s past threaten to tear them asunder. Alex’s regiment is directed to sail to a place Emma dares not go. She refuses to accompany him, leaving Alex with a devastating choice: leave England to fulfil duty to Queen and country or stay and revel in his newfound love for his wife?

So sorry I wasn’t able to visit everyone last week. I was traveling and got behind because of the very bad weather. I’ll see you all today, thought!

Today I’m continuing on from where we left off last week. It is after dinner that night. Alex and Emma have just gone out onto the verandah alone. Enjoy!

EXCERPT:

Emma’s heart beat so hard against her breast she feared he could hear it. But she couldn’t dwell on that. This was the chance she’d hoped for. She swayed toward him, tilting her head back so she looked directly into his eyes. “Shall we make it even better, Captain?”

Seeming much darker than their normal blue, his eyes widened, then his head lowered until his lips rested against her ear. “Are you merely flirting with me, Miss Washer, or was that an honest invitation to a kiss?”

“Oh, I am an honest woman, Captain Bancroft.” She licked her lips then pursed them. “Do you doubt it?”

And a little more for good measure. . . 

“Not at all.” He brushed a stray lock of her hair back off her forehead, winding it slowly around the shell of her ear, sending chills down her whole body. “However, I wouldn’t wish to persuade myself that my own desires were the same as yours if they were not.”

Trembling with anticipation, Emma swayed closer to him. “And what are your desires, Captain?” Her words, throaty and breathless, came out a bare whisper.

His lips now hovered scarcely above hers. “To kiss you, of course.”

“Then our desires are indeed in accord.” Her words, throaty and breathless, came out a bare whisper. She held her breath as he plunged his lips onto hers.

Until I’m Safe in Your Arms is now up for pre-order, set to release on May 30! Here’s the link if you want to pre-order it for .99!

 

Don’t forget to check out the rest of the Warriors here. There are some fantastic snippets to be read.

 

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Weekend Writing Warriors ~ 04/30/2023 ~ Until I’m Safe in Your Arms ~ A Breath of Fresh Air

 

Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors !

This week I’m continuing with snippets from my upcoming release, Until I’m Safe in Your Arms, from Dragonblade Publishing. I’m just getting the edits, so this is unedited, but I hope you’ll enjoy it and forgive any flubs.

It’s the first book in the Welwyn Marriage Wager series, in which the Duke of Welwyn wagers with his six grandsons that they can all marry within a year. The family is known for its propensity to wager on just about anything, so they are all in (some more enthusiastically than others). The eldest cousin, Captain Alexander Bancroft, makes a further wager: he’ll meet and marry a young lady by the end of the month–a mere ten days away.  To that end, he attends a weekend house party given by his uncle and aunt.

BLURB:

All’s fair in love and wagers…

Entered into a wager that he can wed within a week, Captain Alex Bancroft pursues the first pretty woman he meets: Miss Emma Washer. Their courtship proceeds at a furious pace, including a dalliance that might ruin them both. Before it can, Alex proposes and is stunned when Emma agrees to marry him. Alex desperately tries to keep word of the wager from his new wife, not knowing Emma has secrets of her own to keep.

As passion erupts between the newly wed pair, the circumstances of Emma’s past threaten to tear them asunder. Alex’s regiment is directed to sail to a place Emma dares not go. She refuses to accompany him, leaving Alex with a devastating choice: leave England to fulfil duty to Queen and country or stay and revel in his newfound love for his wife?

Today I’m moving forward quite a bit. It is after dinner that night. Alex and Emma have met after dinner in the drawing room. Enjoy!

EXCERPT:

“Would you mind escorting me outside for a breath of fresh air, Captain? The drawing room seems overly warm suddenly.”

“Of course, Miss Washer.” A look of pleasure came over his face as he set his cup aside and came to his feet. He offered his red-clad arm and a little chill ran up her spine as she took it. “Nothing could give me more pleasure.”

Resisting the urge to cling to that strong arm, Emma tossed her head and laughed. She glanced over at Lady Caxton, in deep conversation with Lady Hunstanton–if they slipped out quickly, perhaps no one would notice their absence. “I am happy we are in accord once more.”

He led her to the French windows and, with a strange little flutter in her stomach, Emma followed him outside onto the veranda.

And a little more for good measure. . . 

The night air was soft and warm with a slight breeze that brought the faint scent of roses wafting from the nearby garden. Oil lamps suspended from the ceiling of the veranda at perfect intervals provided a gentle glow while still allowing for a shadowy, romantic atmosphere. The perfect setting to further her acquaintance with the captain.

They slowed to a stop halfway between the lamps, in enough shadow that Emma need not fear Captain Bancroft could see her face. Her cheeks were already hot from the knowledge of what she intended to do. Turning to gaze out over the manicured lawn, Emma released her grip on his arm and leaned against the railing. “It’s such a lovely night, isn’t it?”

“The loveliest one I’ve ever seen.”

The strange timbre of his voice made her jerk her head toward him. He wasn’t looking out at the darkened vista she’d been peering at. His gaze rested squarely on her.

 

Until I’m Safe in Your Arms is now up for pre-order, set to release on May 30! Here’s the link if you want to pre-order it for .99!

Don’t forget to check out the rest of the Warriors here. There are some fantastic snippets to be read.

 

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Weekend Writing Warriors ~ 04/23/2023 ~ Until I’m Safe in Your Arms ~ ” A British Officer!”

 

Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors !

This week I’m continuing with snippets from my upcoming release, Until I’m Safe in Your Arms, from Dragonblade Publishing. I’m just getting the edits, so this is unedited, but I hope you’ll enjoy it and forgive any flubs.

It’s the first book in the Welwyn Marriage Wager series, in which the Duke of Welwyn wagers with his six grandsons that they can all marry within a year. The family is known for its propensity to wager on just about anything, so they are all in (some more enthusiastically than others). The eldest cousin, Captain Alexander Bancroft, makes a further wager: he’ll meet and marry a young lady by the end of the month–a mere ten days away.  To that end, he attends a weekend house party given by his uncle and aunt.

BLURB:

All’s fair in love and wagers…

Entered into a wager that he can wed within a week, Captain Alex Bancroft pursues the first pretty woman he meets: Miss Emma Washer. Their courtship proceeds at a furious pace, including a dalliance that might ruin them both. Before it can, Alex proposes and is stunned when Emma agrees to marry him. Alex desperately tries to keep word of the wager from his new wife, not knowing Emma has secrets of her own to keep.

As passion erupts between the newly wed pair, the circumstances of Emma’s past threaten to tear them asunder. Alex’s regiment is directed to sail to a place Emma dares not go. She refuses to accompany him, leaving Alex with a devastating choice: leave England to fulfil duty to Queen and country or stay and revel in his newfound love for his wife?

Today I’m moving forward a bit, to where we are in Emma Washer’s POV. In this snippet, Emma is on the stairs, coming downstairs with a friend. Enjoy!

EXCERPT:

Now that she was here, Emma’s spirits actually seemed to take a turn upward. Oh, she’d only been here not quite a day, but the weather was glorious, there was a garden she’d discovered last evening and strolled in twice, and the people around her had been extraordinarily kind. Augusta had just fetched her for another walk before luncheon and Emma had enthusiastically joined her. Lively chatter surrounding them made such a difference in her mood. Perhaps this weekend would be enjoyable after all. She glanced over the railing at the throng of new guests entering the manor house–who knew, but she might find one of the few acquaintances she’d made in London also attending the house party.

“The gown Lady Caxton was wearing at breakfast was so very pretty, don’t you think, Emma?” Augusta Hardy loved nothing as much as the most up-to-date fashion. “That shade of pale green is a becoming color for her, although most blondes can’t manage it. The cut was pleasing as well, not too much decolletage yet alluring all the same–oh, bother.”

And a little more for good measure. . . 

The quick glance took in the group of people below before Augusta’s exclamation brought Emma’s attention back to her friend. “What—”

No, wait. What had she just seen? Emma jerked her head back to the mass of moving guests down below. Yes, yes it was. Eyes widening, she stared down at the gentleman dressed in the brilliant scarlet of the British Regimental uniform. An indescribable wave of happiness rolled over her, giving her a feeling of satisfaction she’d not had in many months. How wonderful to find a British officer here of all places.

She turned back to Augusta, who had not stopped talking all the while.

“Now I shall have to go change again.”

“I beg your pardon?” Emma glanced back over the balustrade, but the officer continued to stand there staring upward.

“Look here.” Augusta presented her arm to Emma. The frothy lace on her right sleeve had come loose and dangled most unbecomingly onto her arm.

“Oh, dear. Yes, you must go back and have Marks attend to it.” Another quick look, but the scarlet-clad officer continued to stare up…good lord, was he looking at her?

Until I’m Safe in Your Arms is now up for pre-order, set to release on May 30! Here’s the link if you want to pre-order it for .99!

Don’t forget to check out the rest of the Warriors here. There are some fantastic snippets to be read.

 

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Weekend Writing Warriors ~ 04/16/2023 ~ Until I’m Safe in Your Arms ~ “Do You Know Who She Is?”

 

Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors !

This week I’m continuing with snippets from my upcoming release, Until I’m Safe in Your Arms, from Dragonblade Publishing. I’m just getting the edits, so this is unedited, but I hope you’ll enjoy it and forgive any flubs.

It’s the first book in the Welwyn Marriage Wager series, in which the Duke of Welwyn wagers with his six grandsons that they can all marry within a year. The family is known for its propensity to wager on just about anything, so they are all in (some more enthusiastically than others). The eldest cousin, Captain Alexander Bancroft, makes a further wager: he’ll meet and marry a young lady by the end of the month–a mere ten days away.  To that end, he attends a weekend house party given by his uncle and aunt.

BLURB:

All’s fair in love and wagers…

Entered into a wager that he can wed within a week, Captain Alex Bancroft pursues the first pretty woman he meets: Miss Emma Washer. Their courtship proceeds at a furious pace, including a dalliance that might ruin them both. Before it can, Alex proposes and is stunned when Emma agrees to marry him. Alex desperately tries to keep word of the wager from his new wife, not knowing Emma has secrets of her own to keep.

As passion erupts between the newly wed pair, the circumstances of Emma’s past threaten to tear them asunder. Alex’s regiment is directed to sail to a place Emma dares not go. She refuses to accompany him, leaving Alex with a devastating choice: leave England to fulfil duty to Queen and country or stay and revel in his newfound love for his wife?

In this snippet, Alex has just arrived at his uncle’s house party and is scoping out the prospective brides–and the competition. He sees a young lady on the stairs who catches his attention. Now he has to learn her name! Enjoy!

EXCERPT:

At that moment, the lady in pink glanced over the balustrade down at the milling throng in the foyer as if searching for something or someone. Just as quickly, she looked away, but her head snapped back toward the lower hall, her gaze riveted on Alex. Her eyes widened—with recognition? It couldn’t be–he’d certainly remember this lady had they been introduced. Had she mistaken him for someone else?

“Yule…Yule.” His cousin had begun a conversation with another acquaintance, but Alex had to discover this lady’s name. “Yule!”

“What is it, Alexander, that makes you so vilely rude?” The annoyance in his cousin’s voice was almost palpable.

And a little more for good measure. . . 

“That lady on the landing there.” Alex couldn’t point—even his excitement wouldn’t allow him to be that impolite—but he nodded in the general direction.

“There are at least six young ladies on the landing.” Yule’s stiffened stance and thinned lips showed his displeasure with Alex.

“The one in the pink-flowered dress. Do you know who she is?”

Yule glanced upward, then shook his head. “Never seen her before.” He took a second look and a smile spread over his face. “Although I can see why you’d be interested in an introduction. Quite fetching, isn’t she?”

“Indeed.” Alex continued to stare, almost afraid to take his eyes off her. The young lady in question had turned back to her companion, but every so often shot a look at him, as if to assure herself he was still there. “But how am I to meet her?”

Until I’m Safe in Your Arms isn’t up for pre-order yet, but it’s supposed to release in May, so stay tuned and I’ll let you know when it’s available!

Don’t forget to check out the rest of the Warriors here. There are some fantastic snippets to be read.

 

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Easter Greetings!

 

 

 

 

Enjoy your day!

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Weekend Writing Warriors ~ 04/09/2023 ~ Until I’m Safe in Your Arms ~ Had He Been Gawking?

 

Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors !

As promised, this week I’m moving on to snippets from my upcoming release, Until I’m Safe in Your Arms, from Dragonblade Publishing. I’m just getting the edits, so this is unedited, but I hope you’ll enjoy it and forgive any flubs.

It’s the first book in the Welwyn Marriage Wager series, in which the Duke of Welwyn wagers with his six grandsons that they can all marry within a year. The family is known for its propensity to wager on just about anything, so they are all in (some more enthusiastically than others). The eldest cousin, Captain Alexander Bancroft, makes a further wager: he’ll meet and marry a young lady by the end of the month–a mere ten days away.  To that end, he attends a weekend house party given by his uncle and aunt.

BLURB:

All’s fair in love and wagers…

Entered into a wager that he can wed within a week, Captain Alex Bancroft pursues the first pretty woman he meets: Miss Emma Washer. Their courtship proceeds at a furious pace, including a dalliance that might ruin them both. Before it can, Alex proposes and is stunned when Emma agrees to marry him. Alex desperately tries to keep word of the wager from his new wife, not knowing Emma has secrets of her own to keep.

As passion erupts between the newly wed pair, the circumstances of Emma’s past threaten to tear them asunder. Alex’s regiment is directed to sail to a place Emma dares not go. She refuses to accompany him, leaving Alex with a devastating choice: leave England to fulfil duty to Queen and country or stay and revel in his newfound love for his wife?

In this snippet, Alex has just arrived at his uncle’s house party and is scoping out the prospective brides–and the competition.

EXCERPT:

Turning toward the library, Alex was about to leave the entry hall when his eye caught movement above him on the main staircase that wound gracefully up to the first floor of the manor. His gaze was drawn upward until it fell on a hooped skirt covered in white gauzy material with little pink flowers scattered capriciously all over it. The bell-like garment swayed charmingly as its wearer stopped, waiting her turn to descend the stairs. Alex’s gaze rose further to the face of the young lady as she looked over the railing to admire a family portrait on the opposite wall.

She had an arresting face, oval and fashionably pale, framed by rich chestnut hair styled in long ringlets that bounced when she shook her head. This charming action took place often as she talked to her companion. Her full pink lips drew a sigh from Alex, who wondered what it might be like to kiss that perfect bow of a mouth. Past caring about the conventions, he frankly stared at her, entranced. She spoke and laughed with a smaller brunette lady, who was quite well and good, but who couldn’t hold a candle to her enchanting companion, who seemed to have stepped out of a fashion plate.

“You’d best close your mouth before you start catching flies, Alex,” his cousin Yule’s voice brought him out of his musings about the mysterious young lady.

And a little more for good measure. . . 

About to retort in the negative, Alex stopped when he had to close his open mouth to form the words. Had he been gawking that badly? Turning quickly toward Yule, he smiled broadly. “That’s not all I wager I’ll catch this weekend, cousin. What brings you to Hampshire?”

“The same as you, I’d say.” Yule scanned the crowds of guests standing about chatting. “To catch the eye of some delectable young lady.” Taller than Alex by an inch, Yule craned his neck back as he perused the ladies standing on the stairs, waiting to follow the throng descending to the ground floor.  “Although I daresay you have a bit of an advantage over me by wearing your Regimentals. Ladies do love a man in uniform.”

“You are not wrong in that, cousin.” Alex chuckled, his gaze still resting on the young lady in pink. There was something about her, perhaps her perfect English maiden look, but perhaps something more than that compelled his continued gaze. “At least I hope you aren’t.”

Until I’m Safe in Your Arms isn’t up for pre-order yet, but it’s supposed to release in May, so stay tuned and I’ll let you know when it’s available!

Don’t forget to check out the rest of the Warriors here. There are some fantastic snippets to be read.

 

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Weekend Writing Warriors ~ 04/02/2023 ~ Falling in Time~ “What’s Today’a Date?”

 

Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors !

I’m continuing my time travel snippets this week, from a novella I wrote several years ago for an anthology called Crashing Into Love. The premise of the anthology was that a plane crash brought people together and some of them fell in love. Since I wanted to write an historical, and airplanes didn’t exist in the 19th century, I ended up writing a time travel romance, of course. It was called Crashing Through Time and I liked it quite a lot. I’ve never re-published it, but in 2017 I started revising it into a novel, called Falling In Time, but stopped when I needed time to write my Widow’s Club series.

In 2023 I’m pulling it back out, adding about 40k to it and hopefully self-publishing it later this year. But for now, I’ll share some snippets of it with you. I hope you enjoy it!

This week I’m beginning where we left off: Corinne is becoming suspicious about the gentleman who claims to be Ian Hunterly. Enjoy!

BLURB:

More than hearts can be broken when you fall through time.

Corinne McGowan survives a plane crash only to fall down a hole in time. In 1868 Cornwall, she faces the ultimate decision: Let the man she loves die, or save him and change history forever.

EXCERPT:

“My uncle gave it to me on my—”

“Twenty-first birthday,” she finished for him, her body beginning to tremble. This wasn’t possible. There had to be an explanation–a logical explanation.

“How did you know that?” Ian—no, the actor playing Ian—gave her that wary look again.

She opened her mouth but had to summon spit before she could say, “I…I’ve done some research on your uncle…and you.” Her dry mouth made talking as difficult as walking through quicksand. “It has an inscription, doesn’t it?”

Please say no.

And a little more for good measure…

“Yes, it does.” His fine brown eyes studied her face with an intensity that made her want to squirm. He pressed a button and the watch cover flew up. He held it out for her to see, but she knew the inscription by heart.

“‘To I. H. on the joyous occasion of his majority.’ Except, the word occasion—”

“Occasion,” he interrupted her this time, “is spelled with two ‘esses’ instead of one. How the devil do you know this?” His eyes flashed with anger, and he snapped the watch closed with a menacing click.

“I just… I…” She had no explanation to give him. That watch was real. She’d swear it was the same one she’d seen in the museum. Not only did she recognize the inscription with its misspelling, but also the small z-shaped ding on the inside of the case near the stem. She’d wondered how and when that had happened, fascinated by a piece of the watch’s history she hadn’t uncovered.

Perhaps Ian will tell me himself.

Frantic laughter bubbled up at the thought. She clapped her hand over her mouth and stepped back, wanting to put distance between herself and the man who couldn’t be who he claimed. Making one last ditch effort at sanity, she whispered, “What’s today’s date?”

He lunged forward and grabbed her shoulders, startling her with his rough grip and the heat of his hands. “What the devil difference does that make? Tell me who you are and how you know about that inscription. I’ve shown maybe five people in the last four years, and you were not one of them.”

“Just tell me.” She panted for air, as though she were back in the whirlwind that had sent her to this place and time. “I have to know.”

A thunder of hooves rounded the bend of the woods. His friends had returned for him.

“Please.”

“The twenty-fifth of April.” His mouth curled up in a sneer.

Damn him. “The year! What’s the freaking year?”

He sank his fingers into her arms, frowning at her strangely. “The year of Our Lord eighteen hundred and sixty-eight.” He squeezed her shoulders again, and the white light filled her head as she slumped in his arms.

 

That’s all for this week! Hoped you enjoyed it! Next week, if I can, I’ll start snippets from my upcoming release from Dragonblade Publishing, Until I’m Safe in Your Arms. See you next week!

Don’t forget to check out the rest of the Warriors here. There are some fantastic snippets to be read.

 

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Weekend Writing Warriors ~ 03/26/2023 ~ Falling in Time~ “I Am Not An Actor”

 

Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors !

I’m continuing my time travel snippets this week, from a novella I wrote several years ago for an anthology called Crashing Into Love. The premise of the anthology was that a plane crash brought people together and some of them fell in love. Since I wanted to write an historical, and airplanes didn’t exist in the 19th century, I ended up writing a time travel romance, of course. It was called Crashing Through Time and I liked it quite a lot. I’ve never re-published it, but in 2017 I started revising it into a novel, called Falling In Time, but stopped when I needed time to write my Widow’s Club series.

In 2023 I’m pulling it back out, adding about 40k to it and hopefully self-publishing it later this year. But for now, I’ll share some snippets of it with you. I hope you enjoy it!

This week I’m beginning where we left off: Corinne is helping the gentleman who fell off his horse. Enjoy!

BLURB:

More than hearts can be broken when you fall through time.

Corinne McGowan survives a plane crash only to fall down a hole in time. In 1868 Cornwall, she faces the ultimate decision: Let the man she loves die, or save him and change history forever.

EXCERPT:

“I most certainly am not an actor.” He actually sounded offended. “Did you mistake me for one of the men in my uncle’s play?”

“Of course not, Mr. Hunterly.” She couldn’t help snickering–this guy was really into the role. “Although I must tell you, you do him justice.”

“Him who? Here, put me down.” He plopped down on the wooden turnstile and wiped the sweat from his brow with the back of his hand. “My hat, please.”

And a little more for good measure…

Oh, crap, she’d forgotten. She plucked it from beneath her arm and handed it to him, trying not to smile.

He seated it firmly on his head with a practiced air.

Corinne stared, her heart lurching in her chest. With the hat, the coat, the boots, this guy was the spitting image of the oil painting she’d discovered of the real Ian Hunterly, who’d been born in 1833 in London and died in 1868 in Cornwall. She looked closer, searching his face for some sort of prosthetic device. Actors never looked that close to the real thing without special effects. She frowned. His face looked like…well, his face. Clear, tanned skin and features that were obviously his own. The hairs on her arms pricked to attention.

With a strange glance at her, Ian fished in his pocket and produced a gold pocket watch.

Gaze riveted on the round, shiny object, her mouth dried and her blood turned icy in her veins. She’d seen that very watch in a museum in London two days ago. Disbelieving, she shook her head, her attention never leaving the timepiece. “Where did you get that? From the props department?”

But if he wasn’t shooting today, they wouldn’t have given it to him. And he damn sure wouldn’t be in costume. A chill zipped down her spine as she looked up at the watch’s owner, who stared back at her as if she were a lunatic.

That’s all for this week! Hoped you enjoyed it! See you next week!

Don’t forget to check out the rest of the Warriors here. There are some fantastic snippets to be read.

 

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