Welcome to Amy Rose’s Parlour … Caroline Warfield

The delightful Caroline Warfield has dropped by my parlour today for an interview and to talk about her latest release, The Reluctant Wife, the second title in her wonderful Children of the Empire Series! Don’t miss the excerpt or Caroline’s new release contests at the end of the interview!

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  1. What is your idea of perfect happiness? I don’t believe in perfection. I think we choose happiness. It is the attitude with which we approach life. What is bliss to me? A day at the seashore with someone I love. Cares fall away and I’m reminded of the heart of what it is to be human.
  2. Which living person do you most admire? Melinda Gates. She uses her wealth and position to seek solutions to underlying problems behind human misery such as water supplies or access to technology.
  3. What is your greatest extravagance? Travel, always travel
  4. What do you consider the most overrated virtue? Patience. Life is too short for it.
  5. What or who is the greatest love of your life? My husband. He is my love, my calling, my support, my other half.
  6. When and where were you happiest? My wedding day in 1969.
  7. Which talent would you most like to have? There are so many… the ability to focus on detail whether in proofreading or project planning would be very useful, but dancing would be a lot more fun.
  8. Where would you most like to live? If I couldn’t live near family I would choose to live in an apartment in a major city like Chicago, San Francisco, London, Rome, Paris… definitely Paris20170418_142442
  9. What is your most treasured possession? Aside from my wedding rings, my mother’s locket and the portrait painted of me when I was six.
  10. What is your favorite occupation? Writing is way more fun than anything I’ve done before, but I liked being involved in public information access policy very much also.
  11. Who are your favorite writers? Thomas Merton, Gregory of Nyssa, Mark Twain, Harper Lee. Of romance/ficiton? Dorothy Dunnett, Carla Kelly, C.S. Harris and Grace Burrowes. I have many friends whose books I enjoy, but I can’t play favorites.
  12. Who is your hero/heroine of fiction? Atticus Finch first and foremost. Others woujld be Crawford of Lymond, Sebastian St.Cyr, Amelia Peabody.
  13. Which historical figure do you most identify with? Thomas More
  14. Who are your heroes in real life? People who are faithful in service year in year out whether priests, homelss advocates, military professionals, nurses or firefighters. Folks that just get up every day, year after year and go serve the community.20160402_153155
  15. If you had a day all to yourself and your only mission was to enjoy it, what would you do? I would be hard pressed to choose between heading up to the mountains or down to the seashore, but I would go where the was solitude and quiet in nature, where I could simply walk and breathe it in.

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Caroline Warfield is over the moon to finally be able to release The Reluctant Wife into the wild.

This sweeping story carries readers from the edge of Bengal to Calcutta to the Suez and across the desert, to rural England while two people stumble into love in spite of themselves. The hero, a clueless male with more honor than sense, never stops trying to do the right thing. Imagine his shock when he realizes people actually depend on him! The heroine is a courageous wounded duck with more love bottled up than she finds comfortable. Along the way it features a meteor shower, a tragic asassination, colonial officials, steamboats, narrow minded officers’ wives, herbal remedies, a desert bivouac, a court martial, interfering relatives, a horrific fire, and camels. The self important villain, rotten to the core, makes the hero miserable in both India and England, until the hero brings him down—with a little help from family—in the end. And last but not least, it features two charming children, one a precocius little girl who pushes the hero to do what is right even when he is confused about what that is.

The author dedicts this one to her father, the constant soldier, who understood duty and loyalty as few people do.

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GIVEAWAYS!

Thank you for joining the celebration! If you tell us about your favorite story elements, Caroline will give a kindle copy of The Renegade Wife, Book 1 in the series, to one person who comments below.

Caroline is also sponsoring a grand prize in celebration of her release. You can enter it here!  The prequel to this series, A Dangerous Nativity, is always **FREE**. You can get a copy here.

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TheReluctantWife_850The Reluctant Wife, Children of Empire, Book 2

When all else fails, love succeeds…

When Captain Fred Wheatly, a soldier with more honor than sense, is forced to resign from the Bengal army, and his mistress dies leaving him with two half-caste daughters to raise, he reluctantly turns to Clare Armbruster for help. But the interfering widow has her own problems, and a past she would rather forget. With no more military career and two half-caste daughters to support, Fred must return to England and turn once more—as a failure—to the family he let down so often in the past. Can two hearts rise above the past to forge a future together?

Available on Amazon here!

Enjoy an excerpt …

The ballroom at Government House, Calcutta, 1835

Clare had stopped listening. A prickle of awareness drew her gaze to the entrance where another man entered. He stood well above average height, he radiated coiled strength, and her eyes found his auburn hair unerringly. Captain Wheatly had come. The rapid acceleration of her heart took her off guard. Why should I care that he’s here?

“Clare? The lieutenant asked you a question.”

Lieutenant? Clare blinked to clear her head, only to see Mrs. Davis’s icy glare turned on Captain Wheatly. “Is that your strange captain from the black neighborhood?” she demanded in a faux whisper.

The lieutenant’s avid curiosity added to Clare’s discomfort. “Is that Wheatly in a captain’s uniform? I thought they might demote him after the business with Cornell,” he volunteered.

Clare forced herself to turn to the lieutenant. “Cornell?” she asked to deflect Mrs. Davis’s questions.

“Collector at Dehrapur. Wheatly assaulted the man. Unprovoked, I heard,” the lieutenant answered.

She looked back, unable to stop herself. Merciful angels, he’s seen me. She watched the captain start toward them. At least Gleason could make introductions.

The lieutenant went on as though he had her full attention. “He was in line for promotion, the one that went to your brother instead. Philip posted over there right after it happened.”

Clare found it impossible to look away. The captain gave an ironic smile when he saw her watching. Mrs. Davis gave a sharp intake of breath when she realized Wheatly’s intent. “He’s coming here? Clare, I think I should warn you that a man who has been passed over as this one was—”

Before she could finish, Colonel Davis, who had been coming from the other direction, met the captain and greeted him with a smile. Clare couldn’t hear the words, but Captain Wheatly’s self-deprecating grin seemed to indicate at least a modicum of respect. The two men approached together.

“Captain Frederick Wheatly, may I present my wife, Mrs. Davis.” The captain bowed properly, and the colonel went on, “And our house guest, Miss Armbruster.”

This time the captain’s eyes held a distinct twinkle. “Miss Armbruster and I are acquainted. I met her when she visited her brother in Dehrapur.”

“Of course, of course! I should have remembered,” the colonel said jovially. He leaned toward Clare and winked. “He’s a catch, this one. Doesn’t like to boast of his connections, but earls and dukes lurk in his pedigree. His cousin stepped down from Under-Secretary for War and the Colonies just last year!”

Captain Wheatly looked discomfited by that revelation.

Gleason looked skeptical. “The Duke of Murnane?” he gasped.

Before anyone could answer, the small orchestra hired for the occasion began to play, and the captain cocked an eyebrow as if to ask a question.

“I think the captain wants a dance, Miss Armbruster. It’s your patriotic duty to see to the morale of the troops,” the colonel said coyly.

Captain Wheatly put out a gloved hand, and she put her equally gloved hand in his. Walking away from Gleason and the Davises, she admitted two things to herself. She was glad he came, and she planned to enjoy the dance.

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About Caroline Warfield

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Traveler, poet, librarian, technology manager—Caroline Warfield has been many things (even a nun), but above all she is a romantic. Having retired to the urban wilds of eastern Pennsylvania, she reckons she is on at least her third act, happily working in an office surrounded by windows while she lets her characters lead her to adventures in England and the far-flung corners of the British Empire. She nudges them to explore the riskiest territory of all, the human heart.

Caroline is a RONE award winner with five star reviews from Readers’ Favorite, Night Owl Reviews, and InD’Tale and an Amazon best-seller. She is also a member of the writers’ co-operative, the Bluestocking Belles. With partners she manages and regularly writes for both The Teatime Tattler and History Imagined.

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Welcome to Amy Rose’s Parlour… Alison Stuart, Author of ‘And Then Mine Enemy’

Alison Stuart has dropped by my parlour today to chat about her latest historical romance release, a swashbuckling tale from the 17th century, AND THEN MINE ENEMY. Read on for an exclusive excerpt and the link to a wonderful Rafflecopter giveaway! A $20 Amazon gift card is up for grabs!

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AND THEN MINE ENEMY is the first book in a two book series (FEATHERS IN THE WIND) spanning the years of the English Civil War from 1642- 1645.

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England 1642: Hardened mercenary, Adam Coulter returns to England sickened by violence, seeking only peace, but he finds England on the brink of civil war. He has seen first-hand what that will mean for every man, woman and child and wants no part of it.

King or Parliament? Neutrality is not an option and Adam can only be true to his conscience, not the dictates of his family.

Having escaped a loveless marriage, Perdita Gray has found much needed sanctuary and the love of a good man, but her fragile world begins to crumble as Adam Coulter bursts into her life. This stranger brings not only the reality of war to her doorstep but reignites an old family feud, threatening everything and everyone she holds dear.

As the war and family tensions collide around them, Adam and Perdita are torn between old loyalties and a growing attraction that must be resisted.

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As the first streaks of light illuminated the cold, grey, colourless morning, the wounded came. The echo of horses’ hooves and the creak of wagon wheels, sent Perdita hurrying downstairs. As she stepped outside, her breath frosted in the cold air and she shivered, thinking of the battle that had been fought the previous day and the wounded men who lay on the hard, frosted ground.

In the forecourt a troop of horse, or what was left of a troop of horse, sat their weary mounts as their commander, a tall man on a bay horse leaned down talking to Ludovic. Even in the grey light she could see from his build that it was not Simon and she slowed her steps.

As she approached him, the man raised his head, his fingers going to the brim of his heavy, iron helmet. She stopped, her breath catching. Adam Coulter.

She wanted to run to him, ourhealthissues.com/product/levitra/ satisfy herself that he wasn’t hurt but even in the circumstances, any undue haste could be construed as unseemly. Instead she raised her chin and walked purposefully across to him.

‘Adam Coulter? What brings you here?

The answer was obvious and his red-rimmed eyes narrowed. ‘I’ve wounded with me and I can take them no further.’

Perdita moved her gaze to the tired, dispirited faces behind him. Dreading what she might see she turned to the wagons, recoiling momentarily from the stench of blood and worse, and the piteous cries

Adam swung himself down from his horse, wincing as he straightened his back.

Perdita caught the grimace of pain. ‘Are you hurt?’

He shook his head. Beneath the shadow of the helm’s brim, he looked exhausted, his face unshaven and grimy. ‘Thank you for your concern, Mistress Gray, but no I’m not hurt. Just stiff. My men . . .’

‘Take the wounded into the barn.’ Perdita addressed an older man with a greying beard who seemed to carry some authority. She turned to Ludovic. ‘See that there is food and drink for the men. I’ll see to the wounded.’

She supervised the unloading of the wagons, indicating the grey stone solidity of the barn, hurrying ahead as the able-bodied men carried their injured companions into the grey stone solidity of the barn. ‘We heard the sounds of the battle. Where was it?’ Perdita threw the question to Adam, as he helped one of the more lightly injured soldiers off his horse.

‘Kineton village. A place they call Edgehill.’

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Award winning Australian author, Alison Stuart learned her passion for history from her father. She has been writing stories since her teenage years but it was not until 2007 that her first full length novel was published. Alison has now published seven full length historical romances and a collection of her short stories. Her disposition for writing about soldier heroes may come from her varied career as a lawyer in the military and fire services. These days when she is not writing she is travelling and routinely drags her long suffering husband around battlefields and castles.

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The Master of Strathburn is a finalist in the 2016 ARR Awards!

A sweeping, sexy Highland romance about a wanted Jacobite with a wounded soul, and a spirited Scottish lass on the run.-2

I’m absolutely thrilled that my Scottish historical romance with Escape Publishing, THE MASTER OF STRATHBURN, is a finalist in the Favourite Historical Romance category of the 2016 Australian Romance Readers Awards! What a wonderful honour! I’d like to extend a heartfelt thank you to ARRA and all of the members who nominated and voted for my book.

Here’s the list of all the ARRA finalists. The winners of the 2016 ARR Awards will be announced at the 2017 ARRA Convention in Melbourne at the awards dinner on Saturday the 25th February. You can find out more about the convention here. It runs from Friday 24th – Sunday 26th February.

And here are all the buy links for THE MASTER OF STRATHBURN  if you’d like to check it out…

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Help this kitten find a home! Holly and Hopeful Hearts Giveaway!

This cute little kitten, Pearl, from the Bluestocking Belles’ Holly and Hopeful Hearts, needs a home. Read on to found out how to enter the Bluestocking Belles’ giveaway…pearl2

Hollystone Hall, the country home of the Duchess of Haverford, is packed to the rafters with guests attending her Yuletide house party as well as a litter of mischievous kittens who have the knack of turning up in all kinds of places.

In my novella, Dashing Through the Snow, the heroine, Miss Kate Woodville is introduced to Pearl when she finally arrives at Hollystone Hall for the New Year’s Eve charity subscription ball. But Kate also has other things on her mind… namely a rather enigmatic viscount…

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“I hope this bedroom meets with your approval Miss Woodville.” Cedrica Grenford, the Duchess of Haverford’s niece and personal secretary pushed her spectacles up her nose as she regarded Kate expectantly. “And I must say, the duchess is very pleased that you could attend her house party even though it is nearing the end.”

“I’m delighted to hear that, Miss Grenford,” replied Kate as she glanced about the small but comfortable looking room with its floral chintz curtains, delicate cherrywood furniture and cheerful fire. There was even a small gray kitten purring contentedly on the shepherdess chair by the hearth; Miss Grenford had already introduced her as Pearl. “This will do just nicely.”

“Excellent. It is actually most fortunate that you have arrived only today. Until recently, Hollystone Hall was full to overflowing, but with the departure of a few of the duchess’s guests, we have been able to accommodate you, your brother, and sister-in-law quite easily.” She gave a shy smile. “If you don’t mind my saying so, I think they are rather pleased to have one of the estate cottages all to themselves. How romantic to think they had a Yuletide wedding in the Lake District. It seems to be the season for proposals and weddings.”

“Yes, it was very romantic,” agreed Kate; thank heavens the story they’d all agreed upon—that Freddie had proposed to Violet in London on the eve of the journey to Hollystone and that buyantibioticshere.com Kate had gone with them to Cumbria so that they might wed by special license in Fenwick House’s small private chapel—was being taken at face value. So far. Hopefully no one had asked why Lady Stanton had not accompanied them. Or where Lord Stanton had been…

Miss Grenford was looking at her expectantly so Kate continued, “And we are most grateful that the duchess has been so accommodating at the last minute. Now, about payment for the tickets to the ball for myself, my brother and his new wife—”

Miss Grenford beamed. “Oh, it has all been taken care of.”

“It has?” Kate frowned. How odd.

“Yes. Lord Stanton paid for them. He arrived yesterday and settled everything.”

hhh-dashing-snow-fb-memeDashing Through the Snow by Amy Rose Bennett

Miss Kate Woodville, teacher and bluestocking, enjoys her independence, thank you very much. But when a very determined viscount insists she accompany him on a mad dash through the snow to Gretna Green to stop his younger sister, Violet, eloping with Kate’s own brother, she has little choice but to go. She’ll risk the ruin of her own pristine reputation if it means she can save Freddie from Lord Stanton’s wrath.

As they race along the road north and then back to Hollystone Hall in Buckinghamshire for a New Year’s Eve charity ball, hearts and wills are certain to collide. But will anyone—Freddie and Violet, or Kate and Lord Stanton—find the path to everlasting love?

 

Dashing Through the Snow is one of the eight novellas contained in the soon-to-be-released Bluestocking Belles’ holiday box set, Holly and Hopeful Hearts. It is available for pre-order right now and releases on November 8th.

25% of the proceeds will be donated to the Bluestocking Belles’ chosen charity, The Malala Fund.

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Welcome to Amy Rose’s Parlour… Elizabeth Ellen Carter, author of The Thief of Hearts

Fellow Australian historical romance author, the lovely Elizabeth Ellen Carter, has dropped by my parlour today to share some interesting details about her upcoming release on November 4th, a Victorian set Christmas novella with a sprinkling of mystery, The Thief of Hearts. Take it away, Elizabeth…

About The Thief of Hearts

Australians suffer a little bit of cognitive dissonance when it comes to celebrating Christmas. First of all, being in the southern hemisphere, we celebrating in the middle of our summer but happily sing about ‘dashing through the snow’, Frosty the Snowman and that the ‘snow lay all about, deep and crisp and even’.

Another thing we missed in our local customs was being outside of the TV ratings periods. Conventional wisdom had it that in the depths of bitter winters, people would gather around the electronic hearth and watch television. And since Christmas fell right in the middle of the northern hemisphere’s TV ratings period, all the best TV shows had a Christmas episode.

They were fun and whimsical, often suspending current storylines for something a little bit light-hearted and fun.

So, in that Christmas spirit, I wrote The Thief of Hearts, a veritable Christmas punch of few Hercule Poirots, Girl’s Own Adventures stories, a dash of While You Were Sleeping and other Christmas-themed rom-coms.

Why Did You Set It in Victorian England?

screen-shot-2016-11-02-at-3-53-23-pmMany of our Christmas customs started with the Victorians, including our beloved Christmas tree and the fun Christmas crackers.

Victorian England was a fascinating era.

They were very mindful of their past and had built up quite a romantic imagery of its chivalry – just look at the pre-Raphaelite works as examples of high Victorian romanticism and yet they were very technologically advanced and sophisticated.

Many of the things we take for granted today, inexpensive mass-produced consumer goods, electricity, telephony, stored music, motorised transport, photography and film, even the concept of television had their origins in the 19th century – no wonder Steampunk has become such a popular sub-genre of sci-fi!

There were high hopes for the upcoming 20th century as being the most accomplished century yet. The groundswell for true equality for men and women was beginning and within a relatively short space of time, women were fully enfranchised and were open to the same job opportunities.

Late Victorian England was time of man-made wonders and magic falls into that neatly.

Why write a mystery?

One of my favourite authors is Agatha Christie. I love the way she blended mystery and romance in many of her stories. If you look at Poirot and Miss Marple, there are often secondary characters who begin or advance a romance through the story and, with the solving of the mystery have their happily ever after.

I thought it would be fun to do something like that for The Thief of Hearts, so the mystery is very much front-and-centre but there is a definite romance between Caro Addison, an aspiring lawyer and Tobias Black, a magician and former solider whose paths are destined to cross.

There is more than one mystery in The Thief of Hearts. There is the obvious one in the mysterious diamond heists where the thief as apparently left no clue, but there is also one a little closer to home and that is what are Bertie’s real intentions towards Caro?

She is positive that he is planning to propose. While her mother would be delighted by the news, Caro herself is having second thoughts. She loves Bertie, but she’s not ‘in love’ with him – so to avoid an unpleasant scene with someone she likes, Caro invents reasons not to be alone with him.

The Thief of Hearts is full of misdirection.

What did you enjoy researching?

cslewisI had a lot of fun with the research for The Thief of Hearts.

Victorian England was full of innovation and invention – so discovering the polyphon which was a precursor to the record player, simply had to be included. So too the passenger lift, the glorious elevators found in the most luxurious hotels and as a necessity in the growing high rise buildings that is emblematic of New York.

The rise of literacy in the Victorian England which came as a result of pressure from the church welfare reformers, gave birth to a large number of newspapers to cater for interests and tastes of a wider group of readers. In fact it could be argued that modern journalism as we know it today, started in the Victorian era.

The Victorian period also gave rise to the mystery and detective story. The origin of this was also interesting. The 19th century saw the rise of the middle class who were at removed a lot of direct contact with crime – particularly street crime. In addition, buyantibioticshere.com/buyzithromax.html criminal executions which were once public affairs, were now performed behind prison gates.

What didn’t change was the public’s appetite for the gruesome details and, indeed some broadsheets specialised in it thus beginning the still popular genre of True Crime and the origins of the crime and detective novel where real crime wasn’t enough.

What are you working on at the moment?

There’s so much! I’m working hard on another 19th century title called Captive of the Corsairs. Although it is set in the Regency era, it is not a typical Regency at all. It’s set in Sicily and Turkey and centres on the pirates of the Barbary Coast – north Africa who conducting slaving raids into Europe.

It’s intended to be a stand alone, but some of the characters are calling for their own stories, so I think this may turn into a three book series.

I’m also keen to set started on another mystery romance series! This will be a six book series set in Medieval England. The hero and heroine are more mature, they will be in their mid-to-late 30s and there are some younger characters too who are terrific.

Hopefully my Roman era historical romantic suspense will have found a publisher.

Thanks so much, Elizabeth, and I wish you all the best with your release! Now read on for a sneak peek of an excerpt from The Thief of Hearts…

He turned the card over and with a thumbnail flicked a tab made of the same backing as the playing card. Even up close the addition was difficult to see. Tobias placed the card on his lap and pulled out a deck of cards. He flicked the edge of the deck of cards towards them. Each time the Queen of Hearts stood out.

“I want you to think I can read your mind, but in reality…”

Tobias split the deck and showed them the Queen of Hearts and then the other half of the deck. The card that had been just before the Queen of Hearts was fully a third shorter than the rest of the cards. He put the pack together and flicked through the deck once more.

“I make you see what you want to see. I suspect The Phantom does the same.”

“You mean his crime scenes are illusions?” Margaret asked. Tobias gave her a smile and Caro wished oddly that its brightness shone on her too.

“I think so. From what I read in the newspapers… no sign of entry or departure?” he asked. Caro confirmed it with a nod. “That tells me he’s creating an illusion of invulnerability. But it is an illusion. A trick. He wants to force the attention of the police away from something else – in the same way a magician will use a gesture or an action to distract you.

“Find out what that is then you will find his sleight of hand and that will be his vulnerability.”

Tobias stood.

“Now, if I’ve sated your curiosity, I’ll take my leave of you. My crew and I have our last show this evening.”

Caro rose and Margaret did also. Tobias took Margaret’s hand and bowed over it then released it. Then he took Caro’s and held it. Then his eyes held hers for a moment and he dropped a kiss on the back of her hand.

“I’m so glad it was you who paid me a visit… instead of a representative of Scotland Yard.”

“Not at all, Mr Black,” she replied, her voice a little huskier than usual, “you have been more than gracious with your time.

“Call me Tobias.”

He was flirting with her! Caro kept the smile to herself as he escorted them both to the entrance of the theatre.

“Just one more question, Mr Black,” Caro asked. “You wouldn’t happen to know how someone might dispose of a suite of diamonds would you?”

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December 1890
London, England

Some seriously clever sleight of hand is needed if aspiring lawyer Caro Addison is ever going to enjoy this Christmas.

To avoid an unwanted marriage proposal, she needs a distraction as neat as the tricks used by The Phantom, the audacious diamond thief who has left Scotland Yard clueless.

While her detective inspector uncle methodically hunts the villain, Caro decides to investigate a suspect of her own – the handsome Tobias Black, a magician extraordinaire, known as The Dark Duke.

He’s the only one with the means, motive and opportunity but the art of illusion means not everything is as it seems, in both crime and affairs of the heart.

As Christmas Day draws near, Caro must decide whether it is worth risking reputations and friendships in order to follow her desires.

The Thief of Hearts release on November 4th! Here are all the buy links…

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Welcome to Amy Rose’s Parlour… Cerise Deland

Regency romance author, Cerise Deland has dropped by my parlour today to talk about her recent release, a box set of 3regency-romps-box-set-i-by-cerise-deland-2800x4200 novels in her Regency Romps series which is available for 99 Cents on Kindle Unlimited for a very limited time! It looks wonderful and sounds very hot – my favourite type of historical read.

Take it away, Cerise!

The Regency Romps Box Set stars a group of men who have worked together, fought together and now, they band together to ensure every man attains the love of the woman he adores.

Lady Varney’s Risqué Business, Book 1

When a proper lady of the ton takes on a new client in her matchmaking business, she discovers he has one risqué demand. Spend the night with him!

Rendezvous with a Duke, Book 2

Anna Fournier secludes herself, scandal staining her family name and all her prospects for anonymity, employment and even love. But one afternoon she plays her newest composition in a piano shop—and one man who cannot forget her decides to right the wrong done her years ago.

Masquerade with a Marquess, Book 3

She wanted to find her family’s stolen treasures. He wanted to avoid caring for her again. But together, they found more than treasure. They discovered love that had endured decades of war and loss.

Read on for an excerpt from LADY VARNEY’s RISQUE BUSINESS: Copyright 2016, Cerise DeLand. All rights reserved.

Kitty glanced toward her friend Lucy and the smile wreathing the bride’s face made Kitty understand the full meaning of the word envy. “You’ve seen the scandal sheets? How someone found my fan in the pantry?”

Justin nodded, looked horrid. “The gossip du jour.”

She clutched her stomach. “Do not make light of this.”

“Sorry, darling. I should have seen it there before I left, but I was in such a rush, I didn’t.”

She reached out and squeezed his hand. “I’m sorry, too. I should have had my wits about me. But I—”

“I was the same.” His gaze was consoling and incredibly sympathetic. “Undone. Wanting you.”

She inhaled, sat back. He was so kind, so sweet, so unlike Henry. “Tell me what happened after I left the pantry.”

“I cleaned up the glass. Found a kitchen maid who hailed the butler. Then I apologized and offered to purchase new glassware.”

“But how did you explain why we—you were there?”

Justin shrugged. “I lost my way in the house.”

“He believed you?”

“I thought so.”

They stared at each other for a long moment in which she expressed more gratitude with her eyes than with her words. “As soon as someone connects the broken glassware to my fan, we will be done for.”

“Not if you marry me, we won’t.”

“Do not begin that again.” She warned beneath her breath.

“I must.”

Why?” she asked him, stood and said, “I must find the ladies’ retiring room. Excuse me.”

She made her way out of the dining room, but Justin was hard on her heels.

In the hall, she spun on him and stamped her foot. “Following me is so obvious. Go away.”

“No. You must listen to me. About the roses.”

She put her hands to her ears and strode buycheap-pillsonline.com/bactrim.html down the hall.

In two steps, he pulled her from her chosen path and swung her into the family library. Pressing her against a stack of books, he braced his hands on either side of her head.

Blocked, she fumed and fussed. “Say what you will and let me go.”

He arched his brows. “I want to tell you about your roses.”

“What?”

“Your roses.”

“Not mine. Yours.”

“They have sprung their first blooms now,” he said, undeterred by her testiness. “Rich reds and creamy whites. They have grown, changed. They need more space to mature. Some must be transplanted soon.”

His declaration melted a cold, hard part of her resistance. She wanted to sob, run, be done here. “They must be lovely.”

“They won’t be for long.” He caught a teardrop from her cheekbone.

“No?”

“They need someone to tend them properly.”

“You have a gardener.” She sniffed.

“I have no wife. And I need one, my darling. I need you.” He wrapped his hand around her nape and sank his fingers up against her scalp. His lips brushed hers.

“I’m not a good bet, you know I’m not.” And there is your uncle’s demand for a rich heiress.

“You married an old man and endured him. Marry a young man and enjoy him.” He kissed her then, his tongue darting inside to tantalize her with the promise of a different life.

“I want you. I do,” she told him. “But I cannot take the chance.”

“That I’d berate you. Badger you. Insult you? That’s what he did, isn’t it?”

Daily. Hourly.

Justin kissed her again, sweetly, desperately, lovingly. “Am I like him?”

“No. Never.” She put her palm to his flies and beneath the superfine wool, she felt one piece of hard evidence that he resembled Henry Varney in no way.

He crushed her hand to his firm body. “I mean to have you.”

She fought to undo his buttons. “Do it then.”

He glanced around the dim wood lined walls. “Here.”

Following his line of sight, she saw the map table. “You wouldn’t.”

“I will,” he told her and tugged her to the center of the room where a large table held maps. He lifted her and put her on it, her knees bent over the edge. “Let me raise your skirt, madam. I need to kiss you there.”

Someone gasped.

Kitty halted. Her gaze met Justin’s.

Something plunked to the floor. A book? A shoe?

She gulped.

He seized her hand. As he pulled open the door, he whispered, “Wait. Have you left anything?”

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Holly and Hopeful Hearts ~ a new release from the Bluestocking Belles is on the way!

The Bluestocking Belles have a new holiday box set release on the way, Holly and Hopeful Hearts! And it’s now available for pre-order! The release date will be November 8.
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When the Duchess of Haverford sends out invitations to a Yuletide house party and a New Year’s Eve ball at her country estate, Hollystone Hall, those who respond know that Her Grace intends to raise money for her favorite cause and promote whatever marriages she can. Eight assorted heroes and heroines set out with their pocketbooks firmly clutched and hearts in protective custody. Or are they?

You can read about all eight novellas, and find pre-order links, on the Bluestocking Belles’ Holly & Hopeful Hearts page and at the end of this post.

I’ve written the novella, Dashing Through the Snow…

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Miss Kate Woodville, teacher and bluestocking, enjoys her independence, thank you very much. But when a very determined viscount insists she accompany him on a mad dash through the snow to Gretna Green to stop his younger sister, Violet, eloping with Kate’s own brother, she has little choice but to go. She’ll risk the ruin of her own pristine reputation if it means she can save Freddie from Lord Stanton’s wrath.

As they race along the road north and then back to Hollystone Hall in Buckinghamshire for a New Year’s Eve charity ball, hearts and wills are certain to collide. But will anyone—Freddie and Violet, or Kate and Lord Stanton—find the path to everlasting love?

Here’s a sneak peak at the first-meet between the heroine, Miss Kate Woodville, and the hero, Lord Stanton, at a ball at Vauxhall Gardens…

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Kate nearly laughed out loud when she chanced a glance at Lord Stanton’s face. His Lordship was not pleased at the turn of events, judging by the clearly visible scowl furrowing his brow just above his mask and the muscle working in his jaw. She imagined the short black spikes of his cropped a la Caesar hairstyle were actually bristling like the spines of a disgruntled hedgehog. She hoped Freddie monopolized Miss Violet Lockhart for at least another dance or two. It would serve the pompous Lord Stanton right.

To her astonishment, he suddenly turned his attention to her and bowed. “Miss Woodville,” he grated out between clenched teeth, “Would you also care to dance?”

Kate raised an eyebrow. She ought to refuse him—he was obviously only asking her so he could keep an eye on his sister and Freddie—but a wicked part of her thought it might irk him more if she accepted. “How could I resist such a charming invitation? Of course. I would love to, Lord Stanton.”

She took his arm—as hard as forged iron with tension—and accompanied him out onto the floor where a large number of other couples had gathered. Kate looked about but could not see hide nor hair of her brother and Violet. Neither could she see anyone taking up the requisite positions for dancing a quadrille, a cotillion, a reel, or another type of country dance.

Oh no. Kate’s heart clenched with horror as pairs of men and women drew very close to each other in holds as intimate as a lover’s embrace. The next dance couldn’t possibly be a slow-turning waltz, could it? She’d learned the steps under the tutelage of Mrs. Brooke’s Academy’s ancient dance master but she’d never danced it with someone as imposing as Lord Stanton. And certainly not in a public place.

Oh, dear Lord, it was a waltz. Before Kate had time to even think about voicing a protest, Lord Stanton had slipped his large hands beneath her elbows. He drew her so close, she could buyantibioticshere.com/buylevaquin.html smell the spicy notes of his expensive cologne, the starch of his pristine white shirt, even the slightly musky scent of the man himself. She closed her eyes and tried to slow her breathing which had grown fast and shallow. Had Lord Stanton noticed she was trembling?

Indeed he had because his warm breath brushed against her ear as he murmured, “There’s no need to be nervous, Miss Woodville. I won’t bite.”

Kate grasped Lord Stanton’s broad, superfine clad shoulders beneath the black satin of his cape as the music swelled. “That’s not what I am afraid of.” Heavens, even her voice shook. She swallowed before continuing. “I’m not a very… experienced dancer. I know the steps but have never had to put them into practice on an occasion like this.” With a man like you.

When she looked up into Lord Stanton’s masked face, she was surprised to find he was smiling at her. The expression in his eyes had softened. “Relax if you can and follow my lead,” he said in a low voice. “Are you ready?”

Kate inhaled a deep, steadying breath and nodded. “Ready.”

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If you’d like to find out about the Belle’s other seven novellas in Holly and Hopeful Hearts, follow the links below…

A Suitable Husband, by Jude Knight

As the Duchess of Haverford’s companion, Cedrica Grenford is not treated as a poor relation and is encouraged to mingle with Her Grace’s guests. Surely she can find a suitable husband amongst the gentlemen gathered for the duchess’s house party. Above stairs or possibly below.

Valuing Vanessa, by Susana Ellis

Facing a dim future as a spinster under her mother’s thumb, Vanessa Sedgely makes a practical decision to attach an amiable gentleman who will not try to rule her life.

A Kiss for Charity, by Sherry Ewing

Young widow Grace, Lady de Courtenay, has no idea how a close encounter with a rake at a masquerade ball would make her yearn for love again. Can she learn to forgive Lord Nicholas Lacey and set aside their differences to let love into her heart?

Artemis, by Jessica Cale

Actress Charlotte Halfpenny is in trouble. Pregnant, abandoned by her lover, and out of a job, Charlotte faces eviction two weeks before Christmas. When the reclusive Earl of Somerton makes her an outrageous offer, she has no choice but to accept. Could he be the man of her dreams, or is the nightmare just beginning?

The Bluestocking and the Barbarian, by Jude Knight

James must marry to please his grandfather, the duke, and to win social acceptance for himself and his father’s other foreign-born children. But only Lady Sophia Belvoir makes his heart sing, and to win her he must invite himself to spend Christmas at the home of his father’s greatest enemy.

Christmas Kisses, by Nicole Zoltack  

Louisa Wycliff, Dowager Countess of Exeter wants only for her darling daughter, Anna, to find a man she can love and marry. Appallingly, Anna has her sights on a scoundrel of a duke who chases after every skirt he sees. Anna truly thinks the dashing duke cares for her, but her mother has her doubts.

An Open Heart, by Caroline Warfield

Esther Baumann longs for a loving husband who will help her create a home where they will teach their children to value the traditions of their people, but she wants a man who is also open to new ideas and happy to make friends outside their narrow circle. Is it so unreasonable to ask for toe curling passion as well?

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Welcome to Amy Rose’s Parlour… Fiona Miers

Fellow Aussie romance author, Fiona Miers, has dropped by my parlour today to chat about her upcoming release on May 28, Lady Charlotte’s Marquess (The heir and a spare, Book 2), a sexy Regency romance!

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  1. Amy: Can you share something about your writing? E.g. When did you decide to become a writer? What or who inspired you to write romantic historical fiction? What is your writing process?

Fiona: I starting writing seriously when I was on holidays reading Sabrina Jeffries, and literally got struck with the idea for a four part series.

My very first Regency Romance book was written by Sabrina Jeffries and from there I devoured everything she had written and published up to that point, and then Eloisa James, Stephanie Laurens and Julia Quinn. I loved the genre, the heroes, the clothes! Everything about the world was amazing and I just had to write some too.

  1. Amy: What story are you working on at the moment? Would you like to share an excerpt?

Fiona: I’m polishing up the third book in ‘The heir and a spare’ series. Rupert’s story which I believe will be called Lizzie’s Earl. Rupert is my biggest, most jovial hero.

Excerpt: (unedited)

“I can be very persuasive my lady.” Rupert said quietly, lacing his voice with honey and giving her a grin that she was sure had won many a woman before her.

Lizzie snorted, glaring up at the big oaf.

“You can be as persuasive as you like my lord, but I am not interested in a dalliance.”

“I can assure you I will make it a pleasurable interlude.” Rupert drawled, drawing Lizzie away from the main body of dancers, and pitching his voice low.

Again he smiled that dazzling smile and Lizzie frowned. Rupert Willoughby hadn’t been denied before, that was plain to see. She felt his thumb gently stroking her hand and that strange flutter low in her belly moved again. It was time to nip this in the bud.

“I want a husband my lord and children, not a pleasurable interlude. Can you give me what I want?” Lizzie asked him, batting her eyelashes and injecting honey into her tone. She knew the last thing this charming rakehell of a gentleman wanted, was to be shackled to one woman. The best way of making him stay away from her was to be honest about what she wanted from this London Season.

Rupert’s eyes grew wide and as they continued their dance he tripped and stumbled a little. Lizzie gripped his hand and waited for him to regain his composure.

“Uh, no.” Rupert answered, his calm facade wavering completely now.

Lizzie watched the play of strange emotions run across Rupert’s face and wanted to smooth his furrowed brow with her fingers. This thought was shocking enough to pull her out of her daze, and she snapped off the first thing that came to her mind.

“Then you will never get me into your bed. I suggest you take home the woman in green who has been eyeing you for the past hour and leave me alone.”

Damn! She hadn’t meant to be so obvious in her jealousy. She dropped her hands from Rupert’s and stormed away from him.

  1. Amy: Are you a plotter or a pantser?

Fiona: I am definitely a pantser, starting a new novel with a single scene and not having any idea where the story is going. However, I have started to plot a little, once I started writing longer stories and getting lost in the middle. Not extensive, details plots, more like ten dot points with arrows and asterix’s.

  1. Amy: Do you write to a schedule (e.g. daily page/word count goal) or when the muse decides to visit?

Fiona: I generally write when the muse strikes, but due to wanting to increase my productivity, I’ve started doing some self publishing and putting my books up for preorder on Amazon- so I have a strict deadline to stick to. That’s been challenging, but quite fun!

  1. Amy: What helps you get into the mood to write?

Fiona: Writing books I want to write. Because I write under two pen names and don’t restrict myself on genre, I just write what I want when I want- which helps keep things fresh and alive.

  1. Amy: Where do you get your inspiration? E.g. Are you inspired by people, places or actual historical events?

Fiona: People more than anything. My man is the most beautiful hero I’ve ever met. He’s complicated, tortured, alpha and hot. I love writing my hero’s now that I have some one to base them on. Before him, I dreamed about how beautiful love could be.

  1. Amy: Do you have a particular period of history you are passionate about?

Fiona: I do love the Regency period. Obviously. It’s just beautiful.

  1. Amy: What is your idea of perfect happiness?

Fiona: Everyone in my life being happy and healthy. Being loved by my husband, and being able to love him in turn. Adoring my children and having them adore me. Enough money to pay for the things we need and a few of the things we want. Being safe.

  1. Amy: What is your greatest extravagance?

Fiona: My nails. I love my manicures and pedicures. They’re one thing I became addicted to a few years ago and can’t seem to cut them out of my routine even when finances get really right.

  1. Amy: Which talent would you most like to have?

Fiona: I soo wish I could sing! I love to sing- but even my mother tells me I am tone deaf.

  1. Amy: What do you consider your greatest achievement?

Fiona: Having healthy and happy children, and a happy and healthy husband. I work quite hard at keeping everyone in my family as happy as possible and I consider them my greatest achievement.

  1. Amy: If you had a day all to yourself and your only mission was to enjoy it, what would you do?

Fiona: Stay in bed, all day. I’d have massage therapists and chefs come to the house and feed me, pamper me, and of course have my beautiful man around for all that buycheap-pillsonline.com/doxycycline.html time in between…

Thanks much, Fiona! Please read on to find out more about Lady Charlotte’s Marquess

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Lady Charlotte is a Duke’s daughter to her very bones. She has everything her heart desires, except for the love that she secretlyLCM - Small 200x300 craves. A child of an ugly, planned marriage, she dreads the union that her parents have and swears never to marry for anything less that perfect love.

But that seems unlikely when she lives in a world of rogues, and callous gentleman. No-one is good enough for her and she will not give herself to anyone who is unworthy. Even if her brother’s friend Archie is mysterious and handsome, drawing her attention like no other.

Archibald Turner’s life took a swift turn at the tender age of eighteen when he learnt a horrific fate had settled on his brother, and Archie himself would inherit his father’s title. One of the famed ‘Spares’- he did not want the responsibility of his father’s mantle. However, duty called and he turned himself into the most perfect version that he possibly could, dreading the day fate will deliver the ugly blow.

The one thing he can’t control is his love for the strong, audacious Lady Charlotte. She makes him yearn for a future that isn’t his for the taking; and yet, when she starts to show him favour, the impossible starts to become possible and the dreams the Archie has suppressed for so long, swim into his life in bold, vivid color.

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“I don’t believe I’ll ever marry.” Charlotte answered with an airy wave of her hand, making an announcement of the plan on which she had only recently decided.

“Pardon?” The almost uniform reply of the five people surrounding her, with their accompanying horrified faces and wide eyes, was enough to make her giggle.

“Why ever not?” Oliver asked, his eyebrows so high on his forehead they looked closer to being part of his brow line.

“What else would you do?” John shook his head, obviously baffled by the idea that a woman would choose to remain unmarried.

Charlotte laughed again, enjoying the attention and general silence surrounding her.

“I don’t need the money or a home and I don’t necessarily think I want children. There isn’t any other reason to marry.”

Charlotte had actually spent several years thinking this through and now that she listed the reasons out loud, she had the clear realisation that it was all true. Her conversation with her mother the week before had merely solidified the idea. She also had a yearly annuity on which she could live without her father’s help should the need arise. It was also true that she would have no objection to marrying a man if she actually cared for one, but she wouldn’t be admitting to that. Not openly at least.

“What about love? Companionship?” Oliver wrapped his hand possessively around his wife’s waist and pulled her into his side.

Envy ripped through Charlotte and the feeling wasn’t at all pleasant. If she remained a single lady, would this become a frequent occurrence?

“I am blessed with family and friends for that. Besides, from what I understand from most of my married friends I’d be giving up a lot more than I could ever gain. If I do still feel a lack of something in my life, there are plenty of orphanages and charities on which I may expend my time and generosity.”

Charlotte looked towards a group of young women standing together in a corner of the ballroom. It was well known that all three had husbands who rarely spent a night at home.

“Whatever do you mean that you would be giving up more than you gained?” Sarah asked, her voice raising into a squeak. Sarah was a vicar’s daughter who had married a duke. She had gained a lot when she married Oliver, not just emotionally but financially. Charlotte laughed out loud and covered her mouth with her fan. Surely Sarah could see the humor in her question?

“I mean, legally my husband would own me. I would no longer have any control over my own money or assets and he, to make matters even worse, would have complete physical access.”

Charlotte shuddered and grimaced, then she heard her brother mutter under his breath.

“And you wonder why men keep mistresses?”

It was well known to both of them that their father spent time with his mistress every week and when the London Season was over, he was completely hers. Charlotte had told John her opinion on that.

“What do you mean?” Charlotte glared at her brother, wanting to stamp her foot on the polished floor boards.

She didn’t wonder why men kept mistresses, she already knew. Men were beasts, unable to contain their base urges, but she wasn’t going to be the wife waiting at home for her husband to return.

“I mean, if a lady like you dreads going to her husband’s bed, why would you assume a husband would want to bed you? He’d prefer the arms of a woman who would welcome him.” Although it was in no way appropriate for Lord John Dunford to be discussing such a thing with his unmarried sister, Charlotte smiled at her brother. She had never been an ordinary lady.

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Fiona Miers has a super busy life, like most modern women, but always finds time for reading and writing romance. Her love 12032019_10154190867960830_8007849037675673008_naffair with the romance genre started when she was only 11 years old, when her mother, and nana, handed her, her first mills and boon. Since then she’s built her own business, become a mother to two beautiful little girls, and fallen in love with the most spectacular man on the planet. (JMHO)
Fiona writes MF contemporary and historical romance, writing more erotic stories under the pen name Tamsin Baker. Thank you for reading this, and hopefully you’ll love reading about her characters as much as she loved creating them.

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The Master of Strathburn is up for pre-order!

A sweeping, sexy Highland romance about a wanted Jacobite with a wounded soul, and a spirited Scottish lass on the run.-5The Master of Strathburn, my upcoming release with Escape Publishing, is up for pre-order! It’s due for release on May 15, 2016. But in the meantime, here’s the blurb and all of the pre-order buy links if you’d like to check it out…

A sweeping, sexy Highland romance about a wanted Jacobite with a wounded soul, and a spirited Scottish lass on the run.

Robert Grant has returned home to Lochrose Castle in the Highlands to reconcile with his long-estranged father, the Earl of Strathburn. But there is a price on Robert’s head, and his avaricious younger half-brother, Simon, doesn’t want him reclaiming his birthright. And it’s not only Simon and the redcoats that threaten to destroy Robert’s plans after a flame-haired complication of the feminine isotretinoinonlinebuy.com kind enters the scene…

Jessie Munroe is forced to flee Lochrose Castle after the dissolute Simon Grant tries to coerce her into becoming his mistress. After a fateful encounter with a mysterious and handsome hunter, Robert, in a remote Highland glen, she throws her lot in with the stranger—even though she suspects he is a fugitive. She soon realizes that this man is dangerous in an entirely different way to Simon…

Despite their searing attraction, Robert and Jessie struggle to trust each other as they both seek a place to call home. The stakes are high and only one thing is certain: Simon Grant is in pursuit of them both…

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