Tuesday, September 1, 2015

Author Takeover & New Release: The Seduction of Lord Stone (The Dashing Widows #1) by Anna Campbell

I would like to welcome a personal favorite author to the website today, Anna Campbell. Anna has visited previously when she released A Scoundrel by Moonlight and Three Proposals and a Scandal from her Sons of Sin series. I always say if you haven't read Anna's work, you need to. She writes with a lushness that makes you think of hot nights with satin sheets, dark chocolate and velvet. Please join me in giving Anna a very warm welcome.

There’s No Substitute for Experience

Hi Deanna! Thanks for having me as your guest today in Deanna’s World.

Heroines, by and large, are an interesting bunch. They’d have to be or people wouldn’t want to write about them or read about them. If any of you have picked up many of my books, you’ll know that I’ve offered up a wide variety of leading ladies, from courtesans to the sweetest of innocents.

Lately, the innocents have predominated. I had virginal heroines for all my Sons of Sin books – four full lengthers and two novellas and counting. And my last couple of novellas have featured virginal heroines too.

It’s lovely writing a girl who has a world of sensuality to discover, and I certainly haven’t written my last pure lassie. Well, pure until she encounters one of my heroes, but that’s another story.

But when I decided to write a series of longish Regency novellas (the first one’s around the 160 page mark), I thought it was time I chose some heroines who had a bit more baggage in the back of their curricles. So I came up with the idea of three widows who for various reasons have missed out on what they deserve in life – and who decide that this sad situation isn’t going to continue. The Dashing Widows were born! I always admire people with the courage to face their circumstances honestly and take charge of their destinies to change things. That’s what these three women do and I’m cheering them all the way.

My first dashing widow is Caroline, Lady Beaumont, who was married very young to the dullest man in England. After 10 years with nobody but the dairy herd to talk to, she’s ready for some fun and adventure. And for a future that doesn’t involve the word ‘husband’. Unfortunately for her, she’s about to strike a big obstacle to that plan. The very charming Silas Nash, Viscount Stone, who is determined to change her mind about love.

Will he succeed? Hmm, given the title is The Seduction of Lord Stone, I think my money’s on Silas.

I’ve got a Kindle download of The Seduction of Lord Stone for someone who comments today. Just tell me the name of the last novella you read and you’ll go into the draw. Good luck!

Oh Anna, I do love a good virgin. I think it's from my days (I'm aging myself!) of reading historical Mills & Boons books I borrowed from the library as a young lass. :-) That said, there's something very empowering and refreshing about a lady who knows what she wants and goes after it. I am looking forward to getting to know your widows.

And now a little more about the book ...


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The Seduction of Lord Stone
The Dashing Widows #1
By: Anna Campbell
Releasing September 1, 2015
Self published

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Synopsis


For this reckless widow, love is the most dangerous game of all.

Caroline, Lady Beaumont, arrives in London seeking excitement after ten dreary years of marriage and an even drearier year of mourning. That means conquering society, dancing like there’s no tomorrow, and taking a lover to provide passion without promises. Promises, in this dashing widow’s dictionary, equal prison. So what is an adventurous lady to do when she loses her heart to a notorious rake who, for the first time in his life, wants forever?

Devilish Silas Nash, Viscount Stone is in love at last—with a beautiful, headstrong widow bent on playing the field. Worse, she’s enlisted his help to set her up with his disreputable best friend. No red-blooded man takes such a challenge lying down, and Silas schemes to seduce his darling into his arms, warm, willing and besotted. But will his passionate plots come undone against a woman determined to act the mistress, but never the wife?



Excerpt

London, May 1820
Lady Beaumont’s Ball

    Caroline couldn’t contain a smug smile. “My party is a great success, isn’t it?”
    “It is indeed.” Silas regarded her from under tawny eyebrows, his gaze sharp. “I congratulate you on your victory over society.”
    She flicked her fan open and cast him a flirtatious glance as she fell into their familiar bantering. “I intend to enjoy myself.”
    “You deserve to kick up your heels a little.” The fondness in his expression made her heart swell. She wondered if he knew quite how much his friendship meant to her.     His immediate approbation had done wonders for her self-assurance when she’d been new in Town. Without it, she doubted she’d have had the nerve to claim a prominent place in the ton.
    “Oh, I plan on doing more than a little,” she said on a laugh. “I’ve spent my life as someone’s dutiful daughter or someone’s obedient wife. Now I seek amusement on my own account—and nobody can say me nay.”
    “Until you find another husband.”
    All the color and music and movement around her jangled into cacophony in her head. Her throat clogged with horror. Another husband? She’d rather die.
    “Caro?”
    Silas’s voice brought her back, reminded her that she need never enter the smothering hell of married life again. Instead, here she was with handsome Silas Nash and she was free to enjoy herself precisely how she wished.
    She took in the tall, rangy build set off to perfection in evening clothes, the thick honey-brown hair, his intense, intelligent face with its Roman nose so like Helena’s. It all made for a man of more than average appeal. His title was singularly inappropriate—anyone less like a stone was impossible to imagine. He was the most alive person she’d ever met.
    She waved her fan slowly in front of her face, chasing off all her dark memories. Tonight was hers, and she didn’t intend to waste it on unhappy thoughts. “I don’t want another husband.”
    He frowned. “Of course you do.”
    “Of course I don’t.” She tilted her chin and took advantage of the small island of privacy surrounding them to confide her wicked intentions. “I am, however, in the market for a lover.”
    As she’d expected, her pronouncement didn’t shock Silas. His tolerant attitude was among the many things she liked about him. He regarded her thoughtfully. “Is that an invitation, Caro?”

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Author Info


jsANNA CAMPBELL has written ten multi award-winning historical romances for Grand Central Publishing and Avon HarperCollins and her work is published in sixteen languages. Anna is currently engaged in writing the "Sons of Sin" series, which started in 2012 with SEVEN NIGHTS IN A ROGUE’S BED. The fourth book in the series, A SCOUNDREL BY MOONLIGHT, is out in April 2015. Anna lives on the beautiful east coast of Australia where she writes full-time.

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New Release: Nightbloom (Nightwing #3) by Juliette Cross

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Nightbloom
Nightwing # 3
By: Juliette Cross
Releasing September 1, 2015
Kensington

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Synopsis


The love between a human and a Morgon, the dragon-hybrid race, tempts fate once more…

All her life, Ella Barrow has allowed others to make her decisions. Forced to stifle her artistic talents and stay in a loveless relationship with Clayton Kerrington, the man her mother believes to be her perfect match, Ella’s life may be safe—but it’s not her own. Paxon Nightwing, on the other hand, is anything but the safe choice.

A charming and alluring Morgon, Paxon sees Ella for the woman she truly is. His bold confidence and protective nature ignites a passion she’s never felt before. But a dark family tragedy forces their secrecy—until Clayton makes it impossible to hide their clandestine affair. Will Ella be strong enough to fight for herself at last?

Or will she succumb once more and risk losing the only man she’s ever loved?



Excerpt

I blotted my Petal Pink lips on a piece of memo paper and capped the lipstick.

“Dangit!”

Trying to retrieve the tube with the tip of my open-toe heel, I only succeeded in pushing the lipstick farther away. “Ugh.”

Unable to bend that far in my pencil skirt, I hiked the hem up to my thighs and crawled on all fours, shimmying my behind, then stretching my arm till my fingers finally gripped my favorite lipstick.

That’s when I heard a low, masculine whistle from someone standing behind me.

Scooting back, I shot off the floor and slid my hemline back to my knee, all under the steady gaze of Paxon Nightwing, silhouetted by the sunlight that filtered into the foyer of Linden and Burke.

Towering above me with jet-black hair and matching sharp-edged wings, wearing a charcoal button-down, black slacks, and a devilish smile, his voice crooned when he spoke. “Now that’s what I call a warm welcome.”

“I, um, well, I…”

He extended a bronzed hand. I reached out with my right, nearly dropping the lipstick again. I shifted it to my left hand. “I like pink.”

I like pink? I like pink! For God’s sake, Ella. How old was I? Five?

His extended hand engulfed mine, then he drew our bodies closer. Grinning wide and stroking his thumb across my knuckles, his melodious voice sounded sultry and sinful.

“So do I.”

I blinked stupidly till my brain started functioning again. He didn’t say a word, mesmerizing me with ridiculously deep brown eyes.

“I’m, uh, Ella Barrow.”

“Paxon Nightwing. Pleasure to meet you. But I think we’ve met before.”

I tugged on my hand. He didn’t let go, tightening his hold.

“Uh, well, I’m friends with Sorcha and Jessen.”

“Yes.”

I knew this guy was a player, the kind to make a girl swoon with a glance and charm the pants right off her. Literally. Jessen had even kissed him in a club once. And while his carousing behavior should make me want to run away, I couldn’t forget that Jessen had said on a scale of one to ten, his kiss was a ninety-nine.

He still held my hand, angling his body closer. “I’ve also seen you at the Vaengar games. With Kerrington.”

“Yeah. We’re, um, dating.”

“That’s a shame.”

I tugged again.

He released me. “I have an appointment with Sorcha Nightwing.”

“Yes. I know.”

Pulling myself together, I pressed the comm device on my desk and cleared my throat. “Mr. Nightwing is here.”

“Thanks, Ella. Show him to my office, please.”

Rounding behind the desk, I gestured down the hall. “This way.”

“After you.” A sly grin.

I tilted up my chin, pretending I wasn’t afraid of him, then led him toward Sorcha’s office. I was good at pretending.

As soon as I stepped in front of him, a primal shiver vibrated through my bones.

His eyes were on me. I felt his gaze, as if his gaze were a caress, brushing up my legs, curving over my behind, rounding my hips to the dip of my waist and finally settling on the blond waves that fell past my shoulders. By the time we reached the door to the office, my heartbeat hammered in my throat.

Gesturing for him to enter, I kept my eyes on the floor, trying desperately to regain control. He stopped in front of me, but I held my gaze until I realized I was fixated on his crotch. I jerked my head up. Amusement flickered across chiseled features. He was about to say something, but I didn’t give him the chance. I marched back up the hall to the receptionist area.



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Author interview

I'm delighted to have Juliette join me to anwer a few questions for the blog. Please give her a very warm welcome ...

Thank you so much for having me today, Deanna. It’s great to be here.

Tell us your latest news?
I just finished my first paranormal historical romance, THE DEEPEST WELL, which is book one in a spinoff series from the Vessel Trilogy. This one tells the story of two major secondary characters from the Vessel books, George and Kat. I’m excited to see what readers think of this one.

How did you come up with the title?
For NIGHTBLOOM, and really the entire NIGHTWING series, I wanted the titles to reflect the type of love between the MCs. Ella is shy and unsure, slowly opening up to Paxon who holds an edge of darkness to his personality. The dragon, of course.

Is there a message in your novel that you want readers to grasp?
Yes. To believe in yourself and to not let others in your life, even those you love, steer your life in a direction which will ultimately make you unhappy. This story is as much about self-discovery and being true to yourself as it is about finding the one true love.

If you had to choose, which writer would you consider a mentor?
Nalini Singh, hands down. Her style, world building and character development are supreme, in my opinion. And after meeting her in person at RT in NOLA in 2014, I find her just the most wonderful person. She’s generous of spirit, and it shows in her writing.

What are your current projects?
My current project is another paranormal historical romance, but I’m keeping the details under wraps right now. I can say that this is a story I’ve been wanting to write for a few years, and it will be a brand new series with a different paranormal element than I’ve written before.

Do you see writing as a career?
Yes. Though I still have a fulltime job, I definitely see writing as a career. I plan to continue with the series I have in place and already have another new series waiting to be written. Eventually, I plan to be writing fulltime.

Do you recall how your interest in writing originated?
When adolescence kicked in, I used to write poetry—all sad, emo stuff. Imagine that. But my 10th grade English teacher, Ms. Anderson, asked us to write a short story in class. I thought I’d died and gone to heaven. From then on out, all I ever wanted to do was write.

How do you relax?
Netflix, wine, sofa with my hubs or with the kids watching our family shows, like Face Off, Survivor, and Project Runway (though my teenage boys don’t watch this last one with us—Lol).

What is your favourite motivational phrase?
Never, never, never give up. (Winston Churchill)


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Author Info


Juliette CrossJuliette calls lush, moss-laden Louisiana home where the landscape curls into her imagination, creating mystical settings for her stories. She has a B.A. in creative writing from Louisiana State University, a M.Ed. in gifted education, and was privileged to study under the award-winning author Ernest J. Gaines in grad school. Her love of mythology, legends, and art serve as constant inspiration for her works. From the moment she read JANE EYRE as a teenager, she fell in love with the Gothic romance--brooding characters, mysterious settings, persevering heroines, and dark, sexy heroes. Even then, she not only longed to read more novels set in Gothic worlds, she wanted to create her own.

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New Release: Bold Seduction (The Hornsby Brothers #1) by Karyn Gerrard

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Bold Seduction
The Hornsby Brothers # 1
By: Karyn Gerrard
Releasing September 1, 2015
Lyrical Press

Buy Links:  Amazon | Barnes & Noble | iTunes | Kobo


Synopsis


No offer is more daring…

BOLD SEDUCTION

An Intriguing Proposition

Passion. Seduction. Pleasure. These are the qualities of any courtesan worth her salt. As owner of The Starling Club, London’s most notorious house of ill-repute, Madame Philomena McGrattan has seen it all, heard it all, done it all. There is little that surprises her anymore, and even less that excites her. So when she is presented a chance at an irresistible seduction, she can’t help but rise to the challenge.

A Dangerous Game

Studiousness. Practicality. Discipline. Such are the attributes of a good scholar, and such are the principles Lord Spencer Hornsby has built his life around. Alone in the Welsh countryside, with only his wolfhounds for company, Spencer has thrown himself into his work. There is little time for the pleasures of society, not even to think of the joys of the fairer sex. But when an unexpected guest arrives at his isolated hunting lodge, Spencer cannot help but be baffled by the presence of this dangerously beautiful woman. And when he discovers the reason for her arrival, and the pleasures she promises, he cannot help but find himself irresistibly intrigued . . .



Excerpt

    Finally, he asked, “And who are you, her replacement?”
    Her? A housekeeper? Should she pretend to be a servant? Bugger that. “Hardly. I believe the old hag had plans to leave anyway as her bag was packed and at the ready. I’m here at the invitation of two of your acquaintances. Mr. Jacob Williamson and Mr. Clive Christopher.”
    The professor frowned. At least she thought he did. It was hard to read his expression under the wiry thatch of hair surrounding his mouth. He rifled through a pile of unopened correspondence. “Oh? I do not recall any recent note from those gentlemen.”
    “I believe I am to be a surprise present for your birthday tomorrow.”
    His owl eyes blinked rapidly as if he could not process what she said. “I do not require a maid, though you tell me Mrs. Brickell has departed. It appears I could use a housekeeper…”
    He had absolutely no idea why she came to him. His mind did not even consider the fact it could be for carnal reasons. What a sheltered life he must lead. “I’m no servant, though you need tidying up as much as your home does. You bear a striking resemblance to a painting of a French Canadian trapper I saw in a book once. All wild and shaggy—all that is missing is the plaid coat and the beaver pelts.” She gave him a sweet, smug smile.
    With his lips pressed into a straight line, he sat back and regarded her. “Oh? You read a book once?” His elegant voice dripped with self-righteous sarcasm.
    “Touché, Professor. Well aimed. A direct hit.” Phil pointed to the dogs who still stared at her. Their unblinking attention followed her every minute move. “Should I be afeared for my life? Your animals are intimidating.”
    “Justinian. Theodora. Easy.” The hounds relaxed at his command, laying their heads on their paws. “They are Irish Wolfhounds. ‘Gentle when stroked, fierce when provoked.’”
    Phil placed a hand on her hip. “Does that saying apply to you as well, Professor Hornsby?”
    Did he smile slightly? Again, hard to tell under the facial hair. Phil pulled a chair toward the desk and placed it a few feet away. She raised one leg to the chair.
    “Now, I don’t claim to be a blue-stocking, but I am able to read.” Phil grasped the hem of her green striped gown, and with a slow, deliberate movement, raised it past her ankle boots. She glanced at the beast behind the desk. His gaze remained steady as it slid down to where she continued to raise her petticoats to reveal one of her shapely legs. At least she’d been told they were shapely. No matter. Running her hand over the sheer white stocking, she lingered near her silk garter. “I do not think they are blue. You better come closer and inspect the shade of my stockings for yourself…Professor.”
    He coughed and looked away. She made him uncomfortable, and she would wager to guess--a little aroused. No sound could be heard in the room except a whimper from one of the dogs and the huge clock in the corner ticking away the awkward minutes.
    Hornsby faced her. “Who are you, madam, and why are you here?”
    She continued to fondle and caress her leg, and having the unkempt man watch her caused a slow roll of heat to travel through her. Again, his voice. Like molten gold or a cello played by a master that vibrated with life, power, and resonance.
    “My name is Philomena McGrattan. I am indeed a madam and hired to relieve you of your virginity.”
    There was no further reaction from the professor whatsoever. This did not bode well.




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Author Info


jsKaryn lives in a small town in the western corner of Ontario, Canada. She whiles away her spare time writing and reading romance while drinking copious amounts of Earl Grey tea. Tortured heroes are a must. A multi-published author with a few bestsellers under her belt, Karyn loves to write in different genres and time periods, though historicals and contemporaries are her favorite.

As long as she can avoid being hit by a runaway moose in her wilderness paradise she assumes everything is golden. Karyn’s been happily married for a long time to her own hero. His encouragement keeps her moving forward.

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