Weekend Writing Warriors ~ 01/09/22 ~ The Widow Wore Plaid ~ Another Chance

Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors !

The Widow Wore Plaid has released!

This week I’m continuing snippets from The Widow Wore Plaid. It’s the sixth and final book of The Widows’ Club series and I’m truly very excited to share it with you again.

BLURB:

The Battle of Waterloo made them widows, but each has found new happiness. And Jane, Lady John Tarkington, intends to keep her freedom, even if love—and one particular gentleman—are determined to claim her heart  . . .

It is a truth rarely acknowledged—at least in public—that a wealthy widow is free to pursue a great many adventures. For two years, Jane has privately enjoyed her independence. Why should she remarry, even when the gentleman proposing is as wonderful as Gareth, Lord Kinellan? She entreats him never to ask her again. But as her Widows’ Club friends—now all joyfully remarried—gather at Castle Kinellan, Jane begins to wonder if stubbornness has led her to make a terrible mistake . . .

Kinellan needs a wife to give him an heir, and he wants that wife to be Jane. They are perfect together in every way, yet she continually refuses him. Just as he is on the point of convincing her, a series of accidents befall Gareth and point to an enemy in their midst. He has promised Jane a passionate future filled with devotion, but can he keep them both alive long enough to secure it?

I’m continuing on from last week’s snippet, where Kinellan has tried to allay Jane’s fears. Enjoy!

EXCERPT:

“Jane . . . come.” He put his arm around her and steered her toward the sofa.

Mopping her streaming eyes with the sleeve of her robe, she tried not to think of the muddle she’d made of her life. Despite his words just now, Kinellan must, of course, ask her to leave. If she wouldn’t budge on the marriage question, she would have to leave. He needed a wife and a legitimate heir. Two things he could not obtain if she were still underfoot.

They sat and he took her hands.

At his touch, tears pricked her eyes once more. Why did she choose this very moment to become a watering pot?

And a little more for good measure…

“Jane, I love you.”

The warmth and conviction in his voice, the loving look in his eyes completely undid her. Weeping outright for what she’d thought she’d lost, she covered her face with the folds of her robe to stem the tide. Oh, why could she not have brought a handkerchief?

Fortunately, he didn’t attempt to interfere, but waited with the patience of Job until she, with hitching sobs, could get herself in hand again.

“Better now, love?” Smiling kindly, he rubbed her back, his warm touch soothing her body and spirit.

She nodded, even though truthfully, she felt absolutely wretched.

“My love, despite what you thought you heard, I was not and would never voluntarily ask you to leave me.” He squeezed her hands, his smile broadening. “Before my fool cousin interrupted me, I believe I was about to say, I think you should give me another chance to change your mind about marrying me.”

 

The Widow Wore Plaid is available on Amazon, Kobo, Apple, B&N, and Google Play.

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

The Widows’ Club series

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Historical Hussies: Gambling Establishments in the Regency

Yesterday, as my monthly blog post on Historical Hussies, I posted about a topic that’s gained a lot of my interest lately–gambling and gambling establishments during the Regency period. My current WIP, Pride of Lyons, has key scenes set in a gambling hell in London, 1814. So I thought I’d give everyone a little peek at my research on this fascinating topic.

“Gaming Clubs and Gaming Hells in Regency London…”

Readers of Regency romances will swiftly acknowledge the frequency with which these historical novels have scenes set in gaming clubs or gaming hells. The aristocracy, gentry, and common workers alike enjoyed gambling and did it with some frequency during the period. It has been hypothesized by Author Pitt in his master’s thesis on gambling during the Regency period, that gambling, and wagers in particular, were a means of fighting boredom…”

To read more, click here.

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Weekend Writing Warriors ~ 01/02/22 ~ The Widow Wore Plaid ~ “I Heard It In Your Voice”

HAPPY NEW YEAR!

Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors !

The Widow Wore Plaid has released!

It released on Tuesday and I’ve been busy promoting it, so this week I’m continuing snippets from it. It’s the sixth and final book of The Widows’ Club series and I’m truly very excited to share it with you again.

BLURB:

The Battle of Waterloo made them widows, but each has found new happiness. And Jane, Lady John Tarkington, intends to keep her freedom, even if love—and one particular gentleman—are determined to claim her heart  . . .

It is a truth rarely acknowledged—at least in public—that a wealthy widow is free to pursue a great many adventures. For two years, Jane has privately enjoyed her independence. Why should she remarry, even when the gentleman proposing is as wonderful as Gareth, Lord Kinellan? She entreats him never to ask her again. But as her Widows’ Club friends—now all joyfully remarried—gather at Castle Kinellan, Jane begins to wonder if stubbornness has led her to make a terrible mistake . . .

Kinellan needs a wife to give him an heir, and he wants that wife to be Jane. They are perfect together in every way, yet she continually refuses him. Just as he is on the point of convincing her, a series of accidents befall Gareth and point to an enemy in their midst. He has promised Jane a passionate future filled with devotion, but can he keep them both alive long enough to secure it?

I’m continuing on from last week’s snippet, where Jane accuses Kinellan of wanting her gone from Castle Kinellan. Enjoy!

EXCERPT:

Astonishment lit Kinellan’s face, frank surprise replacing the dark scowl. “What are you talking about, Jane? You are not speaking sense. Why do you think I have asked you to leave?”

“You have not asked me yet, but you are going to.” It hurt too much to look into his beloved face any longer, so she pulled away from his hands and dropped her gaze to study the pretty patterned rug beneath their feet. “Tonight, out in the garden.” She swallowed hard, an agony of unshed tears in her throat. “I heard it in your voice just before we were interrupted.”

And a little more for good measure…

“Sweetheart, listen to me.” He gripped her shoulders, ducking his head to try to peer into her face. “I was never going to ask you to leave. If you must believe anything, believe that.” With a sigh, he released her. “It took me nearly a year to get you here. Do you think I would let all that energy and conniving go to waste? I’ve only just begun to persuade you.”

With something akin to hope, she sneaked a look at him. The tender regard she found there brought on more tears. And a ray of hope.

 

 

The Widow Wore Plaid is available on Amazon, Kobo, Apple, B&N, and Google Play.

Today is the last day to get two of my Handful of Hearts novellas, Heart of Delight and Heart of Hope, at .99. They are part of a Bookfunnel promotion Snuggle Up With A Book, along with 40+ other authors’ works. Please check it out!

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

The Widows’ Club series

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Happy New Year 2022!

 

 

The saying goes, “Out with the old, in with the new” so I certainly hope 2022 is a better year for all of us.

 

Much love,

    Jenna

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In Memoriam: Alexandra Christle

As many of you know, I lost my best friend, Alexandra Christle, back in October. Those who know me well know that I have struggled with that loss for months, not wishing to believe she was actually gone. And so I have put off publishing an In Memoriam post on my blog for her. Denial isn’t just a river in Egypt.

However, with the year ending, I feel I need to honor Alex once more during the year in which she left us.

The following is part of the eulogy I delivered at Alex’s memorial service, which I almost got through without shedding tears. Almost. For those of you who knew her or read and loved her works, I hope you will remember her again with love and kindness.

I would like to thank everyone for coming here today to help celebrate the life of our dear friend, Alexandra Christle. I knew her primarily through her career as a writer, so that is what I can speak to best.

I have to admit I was surprised to discover that Alex and I met only a little over ten years ago. It really feels as though I knew her all my life, and it has been all my writing life. We both joined Chesapeake Romance Writers on the same day. I remember clearly she was sitting to my right side and when she introduced herself she said she’d been a writer twenty years before, stopped, and now wanted to restart her career as a writer. She had about ten or fifteen books that she’d written and now wanted to revise. I remember being terribly impressed by that, and I have continued to be impressed by Alex’s prowess as a writer ever since.

She was a fabulously talented writer, penning two books of which she was inordinately proud (with good reason), Between Nowhere and Lost and . In 2018, Between Nowhere and Lost won the prestigious Maggie Award from the Georgia Romance Writers chapter of Romance Writers of America in the category Contemporary Romance (Long). And in 2019 won the James River Writers’ Best Self-Published Novel for Hitchin’.

Under her pen name, Talia Logan (taken from two of her grandchildren’s names) she published Deadly Chance, a romantic suspense thriller, and Treasure by the Sea, a beachy second chance romance. There were many more works that she was in the process of completing, but which will unfortunately remain unfinished. Alex was what we call a “pantser” which means she wrote by the seat of her pants, without an outline, writing a scene here, a scene there, and jumping from one project to another. I tried to keep her on task as much as possible—I would often get a text that said ROOOBIIINNN or DUCKIE!, I need help!—but she insisted on working at her own pace, which unfortunately slowed even more this past year.

I’m not exactly sure how or why we gravitated toward one another. We seemed to be opposite in almost every way. And maybe that’s what attracted us. That and our quirky sense of humor, one of the things we did share. I could always make her laugh and she could do the same for me. Both of our senses of humor were offbeat and dark at times, and so we naturally seemed drawn to one another. We roomed together at many conferences and writing retreats. Several years ago we began doing mini-writing retreats in January to get away and write and just enjoy one another’s company.

If I was Alex’s plot queen and sounding board, she was my grammar guru and best editor. For years she was my devoted beta reader, and even when her time constraints with her editing and writing schedules prohibited reading the whole manuscript, she’d read my 10-12 page outlines and give me feedback on those. The gigantic hole her passing has left in my writing life alone can never be filled. And I cannot begin to fathom how much I’m going to miss her in my life.

I will miss the laughter, the roll of her eyes, her hysterical facial expressions when she was agreeing to do something she didn’t particularly wish to do. I’ll miss her smile. I will miss our conversations about anything and everything—she was extremely intelligent and could talk on any number of topics. I will miss watching Jeopardy with her and yelling out the answers.  I will miss going out to eat with her. Our “place” for a long time had been Ruby Tuesday’s where we’d get huge salads from the salad bar and talk as we ate our way through them. More recently we’d go to her favorite Mexican restaurant, Plaza del Sol (she did love a marguerita!) and catch up on what had been going on in our lives.

I will miss everything about her.

After this last horrific year, during which she became less and less able to do the things she loved to do, I have to be glad she is now free of pain and at peace. I have to find comfort in the thought that she’s at the Rainbow Bridge now, reunited with two of the dogs she loved most, Tucker and Digger—about whom she’d started a book called Hounded, a murder mystery that the ghosts of the two dogs solve. It is cold comfort, but it’s the best I can manage. And Alex herself would probably say, “Get over it,” with her characteristic smirk. She was one to face things head on, and I will take a page from that book of hers. Her last gift to me. But no matter what I do, for the rest of my life, Alex will be in my heart, always.

 

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Snuggle Up with a Book!

This week I’m part of “Snuggle Up with a Book,” a Bookfunnel promotion for Clean Romances.

As you may know, I have a novella series, Handful of Hearts, that is Sweet and Clean and two of these books are part of the promotion: Heart of Delight and the just released Heart of Hope.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Both of these historical romance novellas are currently on sale for .99–as are all the books in the Snuggle Up with a Book promotion. Why not go check them all out? Just follow this link for sale priced romances by 40+ authors!

Enjoy!

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The Widow Wore Plaid Giveaway Winners

Congratulations to the Winners!

The winners of my Release Day Celebration for The Widow Wore Plaid are

 

Mrs. McDonald

A Signed Copy of a Widows’ Club book (1-5)

 

AND

 

bn100

Winner of the 1st signed copy of The Widow Wore Plaid

 

I’ll be contacting you shortly to arrange the delivery of your books.

Many thanks to all who helped me celebrate my newest release!

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Release Day Celebration for The Widow Wore Plaid, Part 2: Winners

At last the waiting is over!

The Widow Wore Plaid released today!

UPDATE: This morning’s activities went very well at the Williamsburg Barnes & Noble. We got lots of video for TicTok, however, I’ve never edited a video before, so I’m hoping to get it up on TicTok in the next day or so. Still, it’s been an awesome day! And right now I’ll announce the winners of my Rafflecopter giveaway so you won’t have to wait in suspense (I’ll still video it and put it up on TicTok later).

And the winners are:

Alison Pridie

Souvenir Plot of Land in the Scottish Highlands

AND

Sandra Dufoe

$40.00 Gift Card to either Amazon or Barnes & Noble

Congratulations, ladies! I will be contacting you shortly for information regarding your prizes.

 

The second Release Day giveaway will be the print copy of The Widow Wore Plaid, the very first one to be signed at Barnes & Noble this morning. To enter this giveaway, simply post a comment below telling me if you like long historical romance series (6 or more books), short series (3-4 books), or stand alone novels.

I’ll draw the winners of my Release Day giveaways tomorrow morning by 10:00 am and post them here on my blog.

BLURB:

The Battle of Waterloo made them widows, but each has found new happiness. And Jane, Lady John Tarkington, intends to keep her freedom, even if love—and one particular gentleman—are determined to claim her heart  . . .

It is a truth rarely acknowledged—at least in public—that a wealthy widow is free to pursue a great many adventures. For two years, Jane has privately enjoyed her independence. Why should she remarry, even when the gentleman proposing is as wonderful as Gareth, Lord Kinellan? She entreats him never to ask her again. But as her Widows’ Club friends—now all joyfully remarried—gather at Castle Kinellan, Jane begins to wonder if stubbornness has led her to make a terrible mistake . . .

Kinellan needs a wife to give him an heir, and he wants that wife to be Jane. They are perfect together in every way, yet she continually refuses him. Just as he is on the point of convincing her, a series of accidents befall Gareth and point to an enemy in their midst. He has promised Jane a passionate future filled with devotion, but can he keep them both alive long enough to secure it?

EXCERPT:

Charlotte smoothed her summer yellow gown, her hand rounding the curve of her belly that announced she was increasing once more. “Aren’t you happy with Lord Kinellan?”

“Of course I am, Charlotte.” Fingering her sapphire pendant, a surprise gift from Kinellan upon her arrival in Scotland in March, Jane dropped her gaze to her lap.

“But?” Fanny leaned over the sofa to peer at her. “Have you said something you shouldn’t? Or has he?”

“I suppose I did.” Well, now it would come out. She should have expected this inquisition, so why she wasn’t better prepared for it was her own fault. Whoever said confession was good for the soul obviously had never had to make one before their friends. “I’ve refused Kinellan’s proposal.”

“Refused him, Jane?” Charlotte’s changeable hazel eyes widened and darkened to a light brown. “When? And why?”

“Just after I arrived. He gave me this pendant”—she cupped the sapphire, showing it off to them—“and a proposal. I refused both, but he insisted I accept one or the other, so . . .” She closed her hand over the jewel.

“A single refusal is nothing, Jane.” Fanny sniffed. “I refused Matthew four or five times last year, and look at me now.” Beaming with joy and health, Fanny indicated her increasing figure. She’d already given Lathbury a son, Christopher, a little over a year ago and would deliver another child in December. “The next time he asks you—”

“I refused him the next time too, Fanny, and the time after that.” Jane dropped her defiant stare. “And then I told him I didn’t want to hear another proposal and if he got down on his knees one more time—”

“He got down on his knees all three times?” Charlotte’s brows shot up. “Nash proposed several times to me, but on none of those occasions did he go down on his knees.”

“If any gentleman would do the moment up right, it would be Kinellan.” Fanny nodded sagely. “Now I’m surprised at you myself, Jane, refusing a man that dedicated.”

“It’s no more than you did, Fanny.”

“Well, but Matthew didn’t need to get down on his knees. When I accepted him he’d just rescued me from almost being ravished by Theale’s henchmen.” Her friend shuddered at the painful memory.

Sighing, Jane collected her thoughts, hoping against hope to be able to explain her choices to her friends. “I told him if he proposed one more time, I would leave Castle Kinellan and remove to Cranston Park with the children.”

“And?” Both friends leaned forward.

“Well, I am obviously still here, am I not?” Jane asked impatiently. “He hasn’t proposed again.” Tears threatened but she blinked them back. It had been her own decision. “Likely he never will again.”

“Who’s not going to do what, Jane?” Elizabeth, Lady Brack entered the room, looking cool in a pink and white striped silk gown.

“Jane gave Kinellan an ultimatum about not proposing to her, so she’s convinced he won’t offer again.” An excitement in Fanny’s voice made Jane’s stomach clench. Her sister-in-law had a way of distilling any complicated situation down to a succinct single sentence. A quality that had always irked Jane.

“So you refused him—”

“Three times, Elizabeth.” Jane sat back on the sofa, speaking wearily. “Can we please move on to another topic?”

“Three times?” The shock on Elizabeth’s face was surpassed only by that in her voice. “My goodness, Jane. Poor Lord Kinellan.” Elizabeth’s brow furrowed. “Do you have reservations about marrying again? It has been over two years since our husbands were killed at Waterloo. Surely you’ve mourned Major General Tarkington enough?”

“That was not my reservation, Elizabeth.” Jane patted her friend’s hand. Elizabeth had been less inclined to remarry than any of the Widows’ Club members, yet she’d found love again at the same time as Charlotte and Fanny. But love for Tark had not been behind her reluctance to take another man to husband. “And I was very serious when I gave Kinellan my ultimatum. . . .” She squirmed in her chair, becoming more upset with each moment of conversation.

“But now?” Fanny edged forward again, trying to catch every word.

Jane paused before answering, gathering her courage to admit this to her friends. “Now I’m not quite so sure.” She closed her eyes, suddenly wretched and cursing her stubborn nature. She’d truly thought Kinellan would propose again, despite his vow to the contrary. “I don’t think he intends to ask me again. I think . . . I think I made an awful mistake.”

The Widow Wore Plaid is available in E-book format at Amazon, B & NApple, Kobo, and Google Play. It is available in print at B & N, Books-a-Million, Amazon, Bookshop.org, Hudson Booksellers, Indiebound, Target, & Walmart.

Books in The Widows’ Club Series

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Release Day Celebration for The Widow Wore Plaid!

At last the waiting is over!

The Widow Wore Plaid releases today!

I’m celebrating here, on my blog, with some giveaways this morning, then a bit later I’ll be visiting the Barnes & Noble in Williamsburg, VA and signing the very first book. Even more exciting, my daughter will video the signing and I’ll post it as my first ever TicTok video! Then later today I’ll announce the winners of my Rafflecopter giveaway and also video it and put it on TicTok. So it’s going to be quite a celebratory day!

The first Release Day giveaway will be a signed print copy of the winner’s choice of any of the first five books of the Widows’ Club series. To enter this giveaway, simply post a comment below telling me if you prefer historical romances set in England or Scotland and why. I’ll draw the winners of all my Release Day giveaways tomorrow morning by 10:00 am and post them here on my blog.

BLURB:

The Battle of Waterloo made them widows, but each has found new happiness. And Jane, Lady John Tarkington, intends to keep her freedom, even if love—and one particular gentleman—are determined to claim her heart  . . .

It is a truth rarely acknowledged—at least in public—that a wealthy widow is free to pursue a great many adventures. For two years, Jane has privately enjoyed her independence. Why should she remarry, even when the gentleman proposing is as wonderful as Gareth, Lord Kinellan? She entreats him never to ask her again. But as her Widows’ Club friends—now all joyfully remarried—gather at Castle Kinellan, Jane begins to wonder if stubbornness has led her to make a terrible mistake . . .

Kinellan needs a wife to give him an heir, and he wants that wife to be Jane. They are perfect together in every way, yet she continually refuses him. Just as he is on the point of convincing her, a series of accidents befall Gareth and point to an enemy in their midst. He has promised Jane a passionate future filled with devotion, but can he keep them both alive long enough to secure it?

EXCERPT:

“Jane will come around. You must give her time.”

“Time may not do the trick in this case.” They continued around the property, along the crushed stone pathway that led toward the formal garden on the extreme north side of the castle.

“Why do you say that? What reason has she given you for her refusals?”

“The same as Fanny originally gave you: independence.” Gareth almost spit out the word. “Her late husband had arranged his affairs so that she would be extremely well set-up upon his demise.” He hated to think ill of the dead, but the man had made it too easy for Jane to eschew another marriage. Perhaps jealousy had been a factor and he hadn’t wanted Jane to take another husband. “Tarkington invested his money well, in both property and a shipping venture that has brought in astonishing returns on several voyages. Jane and their children will want for nothing as long as they live. So my offer won’t appeal to her for reasons of finances or security, as yours did with Fanny. It seems I myself must be the major attraction to induce Jane to give that all up.”

“You do get along well, though.” Lathbury’s tone was hopelessly optimistic.

“We have until recently.” Clenching his jaw until it ached, Gareth forced himself to relax it. He had to remind himself he had no control over what Jane did. “Do you know she moved her children to a property in Lincolnshire?”

Lathbury frowned. “No, I hadn’t heard. Why?”

“Well, she wanted to remove them from Theale House in London and the influence of her brother-in-law. I can’t say I blame her for that, especially after Fanny’s horrible experience with that madman. Her two oldest boys are away at school, but the younger boy and the girl have been in London. In March she sent for them and settled them at Cranwell Park, a property her late husband had purchased. The tenants’ lease had just ended.”

“Why didn’t she bring them here?” A judiciously raised eyebrow spoke Lathbury’s censure toward him.

“Oh, I assure you, that was not my fault. I encouraged her to do just that.” Gareth all but growled. It had been the first indication that all was not well between him and Jane. “She declined, stating she’d never had her children underfoot and didn’t wish to start now. The mothering instinct is not strong in her, she claims.”

“That is perplexing.” His friend sent him a sympathetic look. “Do you think, perhaps, that might change if she were to have your child?”

“I can only hope she’d take more of an interest in our child. If there is to be a child. We have to get married first and she’s adamantly refused me multiple times. The last time I asked . . .” Gareth halted at the gate to the formal garden, the image of Jane’s face as she spoke as fresh as if it were yesterday. An image he wished he could forget. “In June I deemed the time right to try again and got down on my knee here, in the garden, and begged her to become my wife.”

“And she said no.” The look of pity on Lathbury’s face cut him to the quick.

“Not only did she say no, but she implored me never to ask her again. She said if I did she would leave and never return.” The sunny future he’d envisioned for him and Jane had died that day. “I swear to you, Lathbury, I won’t ask her to marry me again.  Although if I’m to have any hope of a future or an heir, I may need to ask her to leave.”

The Widow Wore Plaid is available in E-book format at Amazon, B & NApple, Kobo, and Google Play. It is available in print at B & N, Books-a-Million, Amazon, Bookshop.org, Hudson Booksellers, Indiebound, Target, & Walmart.

Books in The Widows’ Club Series

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Weekend Writing Warriors ~ 12/26/21 ~ The Widow Wore Plaid ~ “Have Your Way With Me”

MERRY CHRISTMAS!

Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors !

It’s beginning to look a lot like release day! I can hardly believe it! In just 2 days The Widow Wore Plaid will release. Get ready for a party on this blog! Stay tuned for details.

So this week I’m continuing snippets from my historical romance, The Widow Wore Plaid. It’s the sixth and final book of The Widows’ Club series and I’m truly very excited to share it with you again.

BLURB:

The Battle of Waterloo made them widows, but each has found new happiness. And Jane, Lady John Tarkington, intends to keep her freedom, even if love—and one particular gentleman—are determined to claim her heart  . . .

It is a truth rarely acknowledged—at least in public—that a wealthy widow is free to pursue a great many adventures. For two years, Jane has privately enjoyed her independence. Why should she remarry, even when the gentleman proposing is as wonderful as Gareth, Lord Kinellan? She entreats him never to ask her again. But as her Widows’ Club friends—now all joyfully remarried—gather at Castle Kinellan, Jane begins to wonder if stubbornness has led her to make a terrible mistake . . .

Kinellan needs a wife to give him an heir, and he wants that wife to be Jane. They are perfect together in every way, yet she continually refuses him. Just as he is on the point of convincing her, a series of accidents befall Gareth and point to an enemy in their midst. He has promised Jane a passionate future filled with devotion, but can he keep them both alive long enough to secure it?

I’m skipping ahead several pages for today’s snippet, to a scratch on Jane’s door. The sound she’s been waiting for. Enjoy!

EXCERPT:

A sharp push against him caught him off guard. She reversed their positions, slamming his back to the wall. Startled, he withdrew and she seized the advantage, thrusting her tongue into his mouth, her mounting need driving her to frenzy. Lord, but she could not get enough of this man.

Throwing up his hands, he groaned and sagged against the wall, his banyan sliding half off him. “Have your way with me, woman. I surrender myself into your hands. Do with me what you will and I swear I will enjoy it.”

Panting, she stepped back from him, seeing the sculpted muscular form, strong arms, and dark eyes glazed with smoldering desire as if for the first time. Seeing him for the first time.

And a little more for good measure…

This man wanted her, or had wanted her to be his wife for a long time. No one would ever make her feel this way again, no matter how many lovers she might take. She could look for the rest of her life and not find a man as kind or generous or loving as he. And she had all but thrown his love away with both hands. The revelation devastated her and she hung her head.

“Jane?” Kinellan straightened, peering into her face.

Sobbing, she threw her arms around him, laying her head on his broad chest, the only place she wanted it to be. Tears pricked her eyes. The fast beat of his heart beneath her ear should have given comfort, but did not, for her own heart was tearing asunder. The trickle of tears became a flood.

“Darling.” He slipped his arms around her, cradling her close. “What is wrong?”

“I . . . I don’t want to leave.”

“Sweetheart.” He cupped her chin and turned her face up to his. A thundery frown marred his brow. “Who has asked you to leave? Was it Aunt Prudence? Fiona?”

“N . . . no.” Jane sniffed, trying to blink back the tears and regain her composure.

“Someone else?” His frown grew darker.

She nodded. “You.”

My Rafflecopter giveaway to celebrate the cover reveal and the upcoming release is still available if you’d like to enter it. And as the novel is set in Scotland, I’m giving away a little piece of the Scottish Highlands! A souvenir plot, to be exact, that entitles the owner to be styled Lord or Lady of Glencoe, Scotland! To enter the giveaway, just click this link and follow the Rafflecopter instructions.

UPDATE: I’ve just put my new contemporary Christmas novella, The Present, ON SALE for .99! It’s available on Amazon and on KU as part of a Christmas series called “Christmas on the Side.” It released on November 23rd. You can go check it out here.

 

On November 17, the Nine Ladies Dancing: Christmas Miracles anthology of Christmas novellas released and is now available on Amazon. My Christmas novella, It Happened at Christmas, is part of that nine author anthology, so you should check it out! Here’s the link. It will also be available on Kindle Unlimited at no cost for members.

And ALL of my historical Christmas novellas are on sale for .99 for the entire month of December: Hearts Beneath the Mistletoe, It Happened Under the Mistletoe, A Match Made at Christmas, Married by Christmas, and Seduction at the Christmas Court.

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

The Widows’ Club series

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