Archive | February 2016

Kathryn Le Veque new release

 

BannerCoverforSteelheart12

Blurb:

“EPIC… Medieval Romance!” ~ Claire Delacroix, NY Times and USA Today Bestselling author

1192 A.D. – David de Lohr, the younger brother of the great Christopher de Lohr (RISE OF THE DEFENDER), is a man who has lived his entire life in his prestigious older brother’s shadow. While his brother was nicknamed “The Lion’s Claw” as the right hand of Richard the Lionheart, David was nicknamed “The Lion Cub” because of his youth.

But David is a force to be reckoned with. Lightning-fast with a sword, he is a knight of the highest order and worthy of his own great legacy. And so, the story of David de Lohr, the knight with the heart of steel, begins.

Newly returned from the Holy Land where he fought with the Christian armies, David returns to find that England is perhaps more dangerous that the sands of The Levant. At a grand tournament given by Richard’s brother, John, David finds himself entrenched in the danger of the politics of England. Mercenaries hired by the prince are posing as legitimate knights, trying to kill those loyal to Richard.

News of Richard’s disappearance on his way home from the Holy Land only feeds John’s lust for the throne. As he brings a mercenary army to England’s shores, David and his brother must combat this tide of evil. Politics and mayhem follow David wherever he goes.

But what David didn’t count on was the introduction of a lovely young woman, the daughter of the Earl of Canterbury. Casually acquainted at first, David must save Emilie Hampton from the prince’s clutches not once but several times, throwing Emilie and David together again and again. Emilie makes her feelings for David known but David, the confirmed bachelor, is terrified of his feelings for her. As the fight for Richard’s throne gains in intensity, David finds himself increasingly distracted by the lovely lady who has stolen his heart.

It’s politics, mystery, passion, and chaos for David and Emilie as they try to find their way in a world that would see the two lovers torn apart.

SteelheartCoverKathryn1

EXCERPT FROM STEELHEART BY KATHRYN LE VEQUE

Emilie had lived in castles her entire life, with military capabilities, but she’d never been this close to a knight who was dressing. It was very interesting to watch and very intimate. Somehow, she felt closer to David than even when she’d given him her favor. She was seeing the man on an entirely different level now, in his natural state, preparing for war. In this case, even though it was a competition, she knew that it would be a battle.

This day had shown her that there was a fine line between an enemy and an ally, and even men under the guise of pleasantries were not to be trusted. She’d learned that all too quickly. All was not as it seemed in the upper hierarchy of the royal court. As David and his squires worked, a soldier came into the tent to bring her hot wine, which she accepted gratefully.

“I am sorry I do not have much more to offer by way of comfort,” David said when he noticed the soldier hand her the hot wine. “I had to have my men hold that cup over the fire to warm the wine so it is likely to be quite hot.”

Emilie grinned as she held the pewter cup with the blanket. “I have quickly learned that,” she said. “I am very grateful for your hospitality, my lord.”

David gave her a half-smile, his gaze lingering on her blonde head as she sipped at the liquid. He hadn’t spoken to her much since he’d brought her back, mostly because he assumed she was too distraught to speak, but her state of mind seemed improved as she gingerly slurped the wine. He thought it might be a good time to find out what, exactly, had happened.

“It is my pleasure,” he said. He hesitated a moment before continuing. “Do you feel strong enough to tell me what happened with the sheriff? I should probably know since I am risking my life to protect you from him. Tell me of the wonderfully terrible thing you did to him that made him chase you into hiding.”

He was smiling as he said it and Emilie laughed softly; it wasn’t as if there was really much to laugh about but David’s attempt at humor made her feel better about it, as if it were not as serious and horrible as she thought it was. She knew the man would protect her until the death and that thought alone made her feel braver.

It also made her like him even that much more, a feeling that had, long ago, passed from something simple into something that was far more of a deep infatuation. Coming to her aid as he had and carrying her off to safety had somewhat marked the man for life as a hero in her eyes.

A hero she was coming to very much long for.

“It all happened rather fast,” she said, thinking back. “Nathalie and I went to the food vendors to find something to eat.”

“Nathalie?”

“My sister.”

“I see. Continue, please.”

She did. “As we were standing in front of a vendor who sold some kind of meat pie, a soldier addressed me,” she said. “When I turned around, there were several soldiers standing behind me and a man who introduced himself as the Sheriff of Nottingham. He told me that the prince wanted to meet with me privately and when I declined, he grabbed me and tried to force me to go with him. I panicked, hit him, and ran away. And that is really all there is to it.”

David’s features were grim by the time she was finished. He sighed heavily. “You are not the first young woman he has done that to,” he said. “But I would wager to say you are one of the very few that had the sense to fight back. I applaud you, my lady. You showed remarkable bravery.”

Emilie lifted her eyebrows. “I am not sure I see it that way,” she said. “All I know was that I was frightened and I remembered what you said about him. I could not let him take me, my lord. I could not make it that easy for him.”

David was looking at her until the big squire had him bend over so he could put the hauberk on his head and shoulders. David’s voice was muffled as the mail went over his face. “You did exactly what you were supposed to do,” he said. “Fitz Walter does not like to be denied. His only issue with you is a damaged ego and nothing more. But from this point on, you must remain with me or your father or another trusted man who can bear arms and protect you. I fear that the sheriff might see the capture of you as a game now, one he intends to win. The hunter does not usually let his prey go so easily.”

Emilie’s pale face tightened in alarm. “He views me as prey now?”

David stood up as the big squire straightened out his mail hood. “More than likely,” he said. “But have no fear; I will change his mind.”

She smiled at him, something of a besotted gesture. “Thank you, my lord,” she said. “Since you and I have met, you have gone out of your way to protect me. You will never know how grateful I am.”

Something warm was in the air, something that made David’s heart race. Emilie seemed to have that capability with him and he was both annoyed by it and thrilled by it. He didn’t like it that a woman should make him feel as giddy as Emilie had made him feel, but the more time he spent with her, the more he was coming to not particularly mind that special power she had over him. If he was honest with himself, he really didn’t mind it at all. All he knew was that something about the woman affected him and it was difficult to fight it. He wasn’t sure he should try.

He wasn’t sure he wanted to try.

Buy Links:

Amazon

KathrynLeVequephoto1

KATHRYN LE VEQUE is a USA TODAY Bestselling author, an Amazon All-Star author, and a #1 bestselling, award-winning, multi-published author in Medieval Historical Romance and Historical Fiction. She has been featured in the NEW YORK TIMES and on USA TODAY’s HEA blog. In March 2015, Kathryn was the featured cover story for the March issue of InD’Tale Magazine, the premier Indie author magazine. She was also a quadruple nominee (a record!) for the prestigious RONE awards for 2015. 

Kathryn’s Medieval Romance novels have been called ‘detailed’, ‘highly romantic’, and ‘character-rich’. She crafts great adventures of love, battles, passion, and romance in the High Middle Ages. More than that, she writes for both women AND men – an unusual crossover for a romance author – and Kathryn has many male readers who enjoy her stories because of the male perspective, the action, and the adventure.

On October 29, 2015, Amazon launched Kathryn’s Kindle Worlds Fan Fiction site WORLD OF DE WOLFE PACK. Please visit Kindle Worlds for Kathryn Le Veque’s World of de Wolfe Pack and find many action-packed adventures written by some of the top authors in their genre using Kathryn’s characters from the de Wolfe Pack series. As Kindle World’s FIRST Historical Romance fan fiction world, Kathryn Le Veque’s World of de Wolfe Pack will contain all of the great story-telling you have come to expect.

Kathryn loves to hear from her readers. Please find Kathryn on Facebook at Kathryn Le Veque, Author, or join her on Twitter @kathrynleveque, and don’t forget to visit her website at http://www.kathrynleveque.com.

BookmarkviewofSteelheart1

 

 

Advertisements

Love’s Prelude and a giveaway!

 

MainFileUpdated2onWhite2Love’s Prelude: A multi-genre set of historical romances that begin a series.
In this stunning set, an amazing cast of BESTSELLING and AWARD WINNING AUTHORS bring a prelude to an epic love story, the beginning of one of their series. These love stories begin on the Highlands, in Regency England, on the Great Plains of America, and beyond but each will start a love story that begs to be finished.

Seed of Love by Tammy Andresen
A Flawed Jewel by Dawn Brower
Chef’s Mail Order Bride by Cindy Caldwell
Love’s Imposters: The Setup by Maggie Dallen
Loving Lieutenant Douglas by Barbara Devlin
Howard Haskell Takes a Bride by Merry Farmer
Gold Rush Brides by Cassie Hayes
Little Red by Caroline Lee
Scandalous Endeavors by Amanda Mariel
Beauty and the Highlander by Hildie McQueen
Emma, Mail-order Brides Club by Ashley Merrick
Conquered by Kirsten Osbourne
The Viscount’s Christmas Temptation by Erica Ridley
Love’s Prisoner by Laura Stapleton

Release Date: April 26, 2016

Preorder your copy Today!

Amazon | BN | Kobo | iTunes

LPpromo3

Valentine’s Contest

To celebrate Valentine’s Day, I’ve teamed up with Patricia Rice and over 35 fantastic authors to give two readers more than 35 historical romances, and a Kindle Fire to one lucky winner!

I’m giving away my book Scandalous Endeavors!

Enter the contest by clicking >>HERE<<

AM-Valentines-Banner-Final

Lynne Barron & Once Upon A Regency

It is my pleasure to have the very talented Lynne Barron on today with her story from this amazing box set Taming Beauty.

One Upon a Regency Box Set

BOOK BLURB:

 

One beastly baron’s curse is a desperate earl’s blessing.

Or so Lilith Aberdeen believes when she sets off for the wilds of Cornwall to deliver the earl’s pampered, petulant daughter into the hands of Baron Malleville, the Beast of Breckenridge.

When Jasper finds himself beguiled by the irreverent beauty traveling with his betrothed, even he begins to wonder if the whispers surrounding his sanity might be true. Lilith is not the sweet, innocent, biddable bride he bargained with the devil to possess.

But she might just be the one woman destined to lift the curse of his past and free him to find happily-ever-after.

Lynne

EXCERPT:

Miss Aberdeen stood on the second story balcony, her gown glowing bronze in the candlelight streaming through the open door at her back. She was too far away to see her features but it mattered not at all, her beauty was burned into his memory along with the husky timber of her laughter and the exotic, spicy scent trailing after her like a cloud of opium smoke.

Before he knew what he was about, Jasper stepped through one of the open doors and crossed half the distance of the terrace, coming to a stop only when he heard the muted sounds of the ladies gathered in the parlor next door.

What had he been thinking to have her put just across the way from the sanctuary of his study?

He’d been thinking to make Dunaway work to get at his latest paramour.

Only Miss Aberdeen wasn’t the earl’s ladybird and she was quartered far too close for Jasper’s lax grip upon his ever dwindling sanity.

He meant to turn back the way he’d come and he might have managed to do just that had the woman not been watching him like a lioness waiting for her prey to step near enough to pounce upon without expending undue effort.

Never one to back away from a challenge, no matter some challenges resulted in nothing but mayhem, Jasper continued across the terrace and on into the jungle that was his long-neglected garden.

“Good evening, my lord,” the lioness purred, resting her forearms on the iron balustrade and leaning over to expose the long line of her throat and the swell of her bosom. A thin stream of smoke rose from a black cheroot held between two long, pale fingers. “I’ve snuck off for a smoke, seeing as I thought it prudent not to further shock your guests by remaining with the gentleman in the dining room.”

“I suspect you’ve never been accused of an excess of prudence,” Jasper replied even as he headed toward the spiral staircase at one corner of the old, whitewashed structured he’d inhabited for the first year of his self-imposed exile.

Laughter, low and sultry, drifted down from the balcony.

He took the stairs at a leisurely pace, never mind the thundering of his heart and the lecherous thoughts racing through his mind. He could not act upon them, could not sweep the woman up in his arms and carry her through the open door into the same bedchamber he’d retreated to in humiliation all those years ago.

He would not go back to that selfish existence, wallowing in his own degradation only to drown in the shame which was certain to follow. He’d learned his lesson, a hard, painful lesson he wouldn’t wish on anyone.

“I do possess my own brand of prudence,” Miss Aberdeen said, watching his approach from the corner of her eye. “Learned by trial and error, as any good lesson ought to be learned.”

Her words so mirrored his thoughts, he nearly stumbled over his own two big, clumsy feet. “Was it prudence that had you airing your family’s dirty linen at my dinner table?”

“It was actually.” She took a slow pull on the cheroot and blew out three perfect little rings, quickly dispersed by the breeze. “And that linen was pristine compared to the stained unmentionables I might have waved about for your family and neighbors to ogle.”

“You might as well share the rest of it with me,” he muttered, stopping an arm span away from her and leaning against the bannister, a wholly contrived negligent pose considering the tumult of lust coursing through him.

“Whatever shall we talk about at dinner over the next twelve days if I don’t dole out the scandal a bit at a time?” she asked, looking out over the gardens, such as they were. “The wedding will take place in twelve days, will it not?”

“It will,” he confirmed.

“Would you care for one?” She lifted her hand to indicate the cheroot. “They are my own particular blend, rolled with my own nimble fingers.”

“No.”

“A nasty habit I only indulge once daily, after dinner. Prudence, and all that.”

“I smoke a pipe on occasion.” Jasper could not have said why he offered up the information.

“One of Gwendolyn’s lovers smoked a pipe,” she said with a smile. “Sir Malcolm used to allow me pack it and light it for him. Cherry flavored tobacco, it was.”

“How old were you?” What kind of life had she led that she spoke of her mother’s various protectors with fond remembrance.

“Nine, perhaps ten. I suppose it matters not a whit whether Sissy is happy with the match?”

It took Jasper a moment to find his place in the conversation once more. “Not a whit.”

“I might have miscalculated,” she murmured, as if speaking to herself. “I hadn’t any idea you weren’t an exceedingly wealthy man.”

Jasper didn’t need to ask how she’d deduced the sorry state of his finances. It was evident in the garden she couldn’t or wouldn’t look away from, in the worn carpets in every room and the skeletal staff scurrying about in a doomed attempt to see to the comfort of all his guests. “I beggared myself to raise the capital to buy Dunaway’s debts.”

“I’d say you more than beggared yourself,” she countered. “If I am not much mistaken, you’ve well and truly buggered yourself.”

Jasper barked out a laugh, rusty and gravelly from disuse.

“Tell me, my lord, why did you do this foolish thing?”

“I need a bride, seeing as your father stole mine away three months before the wedding.”

“Dunaway only borrowed Rose,” she replied. “To my knowledge he didn’t get a daughter on her so you could have married her still. Or if you insist upon marrying an innocent, surely there are any number of comely country girls who would gladly take you on.”

“A highborn wife with an untarnished reputation.” Jasper’s voice came out harsher than he’d intended, but her refusal to turn away from the garden had his temper sparking.

“It seems you do hear the tittle tattle from Town even way out here. I was beginning to wonder.”

“Because I wasn’t aware Dunaway had fathered an illegitimate daughter, you mean?”

Miss Aberdeen straightened from her elegant slouch against the bannister and rounded on him, her catlike green eyes widening. “You weren’t aware Dun had fathered… But surely…” Whatever words she’d been poised to utter fell away when she frowned, her face going pale but for twin spots of color cresting her cheeks.

“Miss Aberdeen.” Jasper reached for her, his fingertips brushing her upper arm before he realized what he was doing. He jerked his hand back, only belatedly feeling the heat of her flesh from the brief contact.

“That lying, conniving bastard,” she said with a laugh that sounded raw. “Just when I think… But never mind. And please, you might as well call me Lilith.”

“We are soon to be family,” he replied, a much needed reminder that this woman, with her flyaway curls and almost unbearably beautiful face, was forever out of his reach.

“Family? We’ll be nothing of the sort.”

“I hate to contradict a lady–”

“I’m no lady.” Her gaze fell to his hand and he realized he was flexing and shaking his fingers as if he’d touch live flames and the tips had come away singed. “As we both know.”

“All the same, you are my future wife’s sister.”

“Oh for goodness sake,” she exclaimed, flicking the cheroot over the bannister. “Why is it everyone keeps tossing that bloody word about?”

“Wife?”

“Sister,” she huffed. “You will never see so much as a shilling of the interest on Dunaway’s debt, let alone recoup any portion of the principal. You do realize that, don’t you?”

“I hold the mortgages to two of the earl’s un-entailed properties, including the estate on which Lady Dunaway was born and raised. Should his lordship default on his loan, I will simply take possession of the properties and sell them.”

“Goodness, that will make for a felicitous marriage,” she replied with a wry grin. “Both yours and Dunaway’s.”

“Perhaps he ought to have considered the consequences to his actions before he seduced my betrothed.”

“As you considered the consequences before you seduced Lord Morrissey’s mistress?” Lilith shot back, her aim straight and true. “I’ve never quite understood the sequence of events. Did you lay with Mrs. Denton before or after you wagered and lost your fortune to the viscount?”

Jasper raised two fingers to his brow in salute of her marksmanship.

“And how did the duel come about?” she persisted, her gaze tracing the line of raised flesh running along his cheek. “Did you name Morrissey a cheat and challenge him to meet you at dawn?”

“He took exception to his paramour bedding a bankrupt Cornishman.”

“Well, of course he did. Morrissey only turns a blind eye for wealthy earls and dukes who might contribute some bauble or trinket to his coffers. You ought to have chosen pistols as it is common knowledge his lordship is deadly with a sword.”

“I hadn’t the choice of weapons,” Jasper admitted, enjoying himself immensely and wanting only to continue to have all of her considerable wit and wry humor aimed squarely at him for as long as possible. “Seeing as I called him out for the slur against my countrymen.”

“Were you still in Mrs. Denton’s bedchamber when you challenged him?”

“Actually, the lady lay next to me on a narrow bed under the eaves of a run-down rooming house in Cheapside.”

“With the vermin-ridden bedcovers pulled up to her chin no doubt. Morrissey must have been livid, surely you could have taunted and needled him into issuing the challenge so that you were given the choice of weapons. It isn’t terribly difficult to manipulate a man’s convoluted notions of pride and honor, after all.”

“A female ploy a gentleman does not stoop to utilize.”

“Is it any wonder we women must stoop to such trickery when all about us men invite chaos and lunacy to run rampant?” Lilith asked with a smirk, a quite fetching expression few women could pull off with such aplomb.

“No wonder at all.” Jasper fought the grin forming on his lips. It wouldn’t do to encourage the lady to such trickery.

“You’d do well to remember that in the coming days.”

“As you are waving your family’s soiled undergarments about for my guests to ogle at will?”

Lilith Aberdeen took two small, gliding steps, coming to a stop mere inches from where he’d remained in the shadows, content to allow her to bask alone in the candlelight. Tilting her head back, she captured his gaze and held it. “Mere warning shots, my lord, to test the battlements, so to speak.”

Heat radiated from every inch of her long, lithe form, carrying her scent, anise and ginger and a hint of citrus, enveloping him in undulating waves, buffeting his senses.

“Release Sissy from this misalliance,” she continued, her voice a husky whisper. “Or I will be forced to call for reinforcement and lay siege to your impressive battlements until you surrender.”

Jasper swallowed back a groan at her words, his mind addled simply imagining all the ways she might temp him to surrender. “Do your worst.”

Lilith laughed, her breath fluttering over his neck and jaw. She was so near, so blessedly close Jasper had only to bend his knees and lower his head to have her lips, those wanton lips even now curling with a mischievous smile, beneath his.

“For you, I think only my best will do.”

12695833_1863564973869791_930220773_n

51JT1NipCML__UX250_

AUTHOR BIO:

Lynne Barron always wanted to be a writer, if only she could decide what to write. Every Creative Writing teacher and college professor advised her to write about what you know. But what did she know? She knew she enjoyed the guilty pleasure of reading romance novels whenever she could find the time between studying, working and raising her son as a single mother. She knew quite a bit about women’s lives in the Regency and Victorian era from years spent bouncing back and forth between European History and English Literature as a major in college. She knew precious little about romance except to know it was more than the cliché card and a dozen red roses on Valentine’s Day. Then she met her wonderfully romantic husband and finally she knew. Passion, Love and Romance. And she began to write. Lynne lives in Florida with her husband, son and a menagerie of rescued pets.

AUTHOR LINKS:

WEBSITE: http://www.lynnebarron.com

TWITTER: https://twitter.com/lynnebarron06

FACEBOOK: https://www.facebook.com/LynneBarronRomance Author

AMAZON AUTHOR PAGE: http://www.amazon.com/Lynne-Barron/e/B00IQS82DU

GOODREADS AUTHOR PAGE: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/7251100.Lynne_Barron

BOOKBUB AUTHOR PAGE: https://www.bookbub.com/authors/lynne-barron

tree promo

*´¨✫) ¸.•´¸.•*´¨)✯

(¸.•´✶*´¨✫) Nine magical tales – – ONCE UPON A REGENCY *´¨✫) ¸.•´¸.•*´¨)✯ ¸.•*¨) 99c FOR A LIMITED TIME*´¨✫) *´¨✫)

AVAILABLE NOW(¸.•´✶*´¨✫)

Get your copy today!!

Amazon: http://amzn.to/1kUnFkx

iTunes: https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/once-upon-a-regency/id1063566786?mt=11

Kobo: https://store.kobobooks.com/en-us/ebook/once-upon-a-regency

B&N: http://goo.gl/S295aT

 

Dawn Brower & Once Upon A Regency

I am having a great time sharing these authors and their tales from this set. I hope you all are enjoying them to!! Today the spotlight is on Dawn Brower and Searching for my Rogue!

12294746_10156330320605523_7687665336367481838_n

Searching for My Rogue by Dawn Brower

Blurb

Alys Dewitt’s sister is getting married. Lucky for her she gets to be the maid of honor in a Regency themed wedding at an actual Ducal estate in England. While attending the wedding, she falls through a time hole and wakes up in 1815. Everything is strange, wondrous, not at all as she expected it to be.

James Kendall, the Duke of Weston returns from war to find an injured woman on his estate. She mumbles strange phrases and keeps calling him by another name. Thinking her a bit mad from her wounds, he takes her to the manor and calls for a doctor.

Will they give into their mutual desires, or will Alys find a way back to her own time?

Dawn

Excerpt

Alys sighed and clutched her bag at her waist. Perhaps he should remove it. It couldn’t be comfortable wrapped around her petite frame. James stood and hobbled over to the bed. His side itched and burned with each movement. He hissed as pain shot through him, but ignored it as best he could. Alys rolled over, making it easier for him to untangle the bag from her shoulder. He yanked it and stumbled backward. The bag hit the floor, some of the contents spilling out. The strange shoes, a weird tube, and a set of keys—Alys moaned loudly diverting his attention so he shoved it all back inside.

Alys moaned again.

James rushed to her side. “Alys?”

Her sea-green eyes met his. “You’re a beautiful man. Have I ever told you that? No, why would I?” She cupped his cheek with the palm of her hand. “Tell me, do you still believe love is for fools?”

James sucked in a breath. “Yes, I do.” How had she known?

“Love is a dream—a whimsical journey constantly surprising you. It’s not meant for fools. At least, not in the way you believe. True love is a journey you willingly leap into.” She sighed. “You’ll see one day. I will help you.”

She pulled his head down and touched his lips to hers. Fire spread through him, lighting him up, burning him from the inside out—he had to stop her. He stumbled backward, putting distance between them. When he looked back down at her, her eyes were closed again.

“What kind of madness is she driving me to?”

“Your Grace, the doctor is here.” Wilson called from the entrance.

“Very well. I will be in my chambers if you need me.”

James hurried out of the room. His breathing heavy and tapered with each step he took. That had been way too close. What was the chit after? Was she truly mad, or did she believe he was his brother? An easy mistake to make—they were identical twins.

Oh, Edward, why did you have to die?

James punched the wall. He slid to the floor and cradled his head in his hands. Tears he hadn’t allowed himself before fell down his cheeks. His body shook, he groaned as agony overtook him. So much loss, too much responsibility, and not enough of him to go around—weariness set through him.

A bath was suddenly too much for him to bear. He told the maid to leave it until morning. He needed to rest. James’s life had just become inherently more difficult. He lusted after the woman he believed loved his brother. James could not, would not, give in to those urges.

He would take care of Alys, but he would not give her his heart. If he did, she’d own him. They hadn’t even had a real conversation—he doubted she’d even seen him when she opened her eyes. Whoever she had seen, he couldn’t live up to those expectations. She was wrong… Love, indeed, was for fools, and James would never play the fool.

12540808_783344438459867_2263952544939119242_n

Author Bio:

Dawn Brower has lived in Michigan her whole life and currently resides in Midland, MI. She holds a Bachelor of Arts in Psychology, a Master of Arts in Education, and is currently working on a Master of Arts in Liberal Arts with concentrations in Literature, History, and Sociology. She works as a substitute teacher and enjoys the flexibility it gives her to concentrate on her other endeavors.

Growing up she was the only girl out of six children. She is a single mother of two teenage boys; there is never a dull moment in her life. Reading books is her favorite hobby. There is nothing like a nice glass of wine and a good book to relax with at the end of the day.

There are always stories inside her head; she just never thought she could make them come to life. That creativity has finally found an outlet.

dawnbrower

 

Social Links

Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/DawnMarieBrower

Twitter: http://www.twitter.com/dawnab33

Blog: https://dawnbrower.wordpress.com/

Website: www.authordawnbrower.com

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/8062943.Dawn_Brower

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Dawn-Brower/e/B00KBBRW5E/ref=sr_ntt_srch_lnk_1?qid=1422936275&sr=8-1

Newsletter: http://www.authordawnbrower.com/newsletter.html

One Upon a Regency Box Set

Box set blurb:

Once upon a time nine historical romance authors created a world with the timeless romance of Regency and the enduring love of a fairy tale…

Resisting Romeo by Samantha Grace

There was much excitement yesterday at the Clarendon Hotel when a French actress interrupted a tête-à-tête between two of London’s most eligible bachelors and quietly exchanged words with them. Mr. Russell Hawke was quick to escort her from the premises, making witnesses wish they had remembered to bring their ear trumpets to tea.

Enchanted by the Earl by Amanda Mariel

Lowly seamstress Rose Woodcourt shocked society by capturing Hunter Thorne the Earl of Aubry’s heart after he banished her personal wolf.

Wish Upon A Kiss by Meara Platt

Young ladies from the best families are clamoring to become May Princesses now that Winifred Kingsley, a young lady of little consequence, caught the eye -and captured the heart – of Ardaric, fourth Duke of Blantyre when he spotted her dancing about a maypole in her shockingly scanty costume.

A Duke Worth His Salt by Allison Merritt

Lady Eleanor Mortin managed to snag the reclusive Duke of Greenebuck, who is not only writing fairy tale endings for his novels these days, but also living one with his new bride.

Masquerading as a Miss by Ari Thatcher

Just weeks after he was reported as drowned in that shipwreck, Lord Spalding appeared with a mysterious young woman who claimed to not know who her relations were. I daresay she has none and is eager to secure a match with Spalding, who as you know will one day inherit the earldom.

Searching for my Rogue by Dawn Brower

Upstart American, Alys Dewitt snared the Duke of Weston, one of England’s most sought after bachelors proving love is descending us all into madness.

The Enchanted Cave by Sue London

Irish lass Maeve O’Malley landed a blow to the hearts of innumerable smitten girls when she tangled Mr. Galen Mornay into knots of the nuptial variety.

Taming Beauty by Lynne Barron

Not only did the scandalous Lilith Aberdeen manage to bring the beastliest of barons up to scratch, but she did so only days before Lord Malleville was to marry her sister.

Stealing a Lady’s Heart by Tammy Andresen

Lady Charlotte Beaumont, first cousin to the Prince Regent, was seen gallivanting through Scotland with four eligible bachelors and no chaperone. This shocking lack of decorum is not the first from the lady but most certainly the worst. One simply must wonder if nuptials are soon to follow.

Join us on a Regency adventure of love and romance in the limited edition box set Once Upon A Regency: Timeless Tales And Fables!

Buy links:

For a limited time you can get your copy for just 99cents!

Amazon: http://amzn.to/1kUnFkx

iTunes: https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/once-upon-a-regency/id1063566786?mt=11

Kobo: https://store.kobobooks.com/en-us/ebook/once-upon-a-regency

B&N: http://goo.gl/S295aT

12645172_1695945620650835_468897232760524320_n

B&N bonus incentive

If you haven’t purchased Once Upon a Regency yet, and you’re a Barnes & Noble fan, then this bonus is soooo for you.

Even if you DID purchase Once Upon a Regency, you can always gift a copy to a friend from B&N and you’re in to get one of these bonuses.

Grab it fast! Offer only lasts to the first 100 readers.

B&N: http://goo.gl/S295aT

 

 

 

Sue London & Once Upon A Regency

Happy release day Once Upon A Regency!!

Today I have the spotlight on Sue London and her story from this amazing set The Enchanted Cave!

Once Upon

Blurb:

With his four friends under the spell of the Irish ’sisters’ at the Enchanted Cave, it falls to Galen Mornay to save the poor idiots. Although ostensibly lady boxers, he knows the sisters have a more prurient background. Galen dangles the opportunity to become his mistress and the sisters predictably turn their attentions to him. All except the beautiful Maeve O’Malley, who insists she will be no man’s play thing. Can Galen save his friend Finn before the fool offers to marry her? Or will Maeve prove to be too much for Galen himself?

12507421_1237194246297332_7549639203517419534_n9

Excerpt:

Drat the man, but he was surprisingly likeable. There was little that Maeve liked better than verbal sparring, but it wasn’t something that others could often engage in without rancor. He had taken her jibe about his class with surprising equanimity, even seeming a bit entertained that she had trapped him between two equally disparaging options. It was, for just a moment, freeing. It had been ages since she felt this way, as though the day held only good things. The baron almost immediately ruined it.

“So do you think Finn is a fool or an unsympathetic arse?”

“I’m sure I wouldn’t know.”

“What are your plans for him?”

“I have no plans for Lord Cole.”

“I thought perhaps you had set your cap for him.”

“No, I’d not be any man’s mistress.”

“You made it clear that marriage was required.”

She stopped and stared at him. “You think I expect to be a countess?”

“Don’t you?”

She couldn’t help but to laugh in his face. What started as a burble of mirth became a gale of laughter that almost doubled her over. “And how would he introduce me? As the girl he met fighting bare-knuckle at a house of brassers?” She snorted indelicately. “You think Lord Cole a fool.”

“Most men are fools for at least one woman in their lives.”

610qbj4PtpL__UX250_

Author Bio:

Bestselling author Sue London created the beloved Regency romance series The Haberdashers. If you like your historical romance with a little action, a little humor, and a lot of strong-minded women, then it is the series for you!

Sue London began writing short stories about horses and teen sleuths when she was seven years old. After that she traveled to distant worlds, fought with swords and sorcerers, and played with a few undead things. As you might have expected, this means she went into accountancy. Well, maybe that was an odd plot twist, but that’s the difference between real life and fiction – fiction has to make sense.

In her twenties she developed a deep affection for romance. You can thank those books for leading a sci-fi tomboy into writing historical romances set in the Regency period!

Links: bysuelondon.com  twitter.com/cmdrsue facebook.com/bysuelondon

One Upon a Regency Box Set

Once upon a time nine historical romance authors created a world with the timeless romance of Regency and the enduring love of a fairy tale…

Resisting Romeo by Samantha Grace

There was much excitement yesterday at the Clarendon Hotel when a French actress interrupted a tête-à-tête between two of London’s most eligible bachelors and quietly exchanged words with them. Mr. Russell Hawke was quick to escort her from the premises, making witnesses wish they had remembered to bring their ear trumpets to tea.

Enchanted by the Earl by Amanda Mariel

Lowly seamstress Rose Woodcourt shocked society by capturing Hunter Thorne the Earl of Aubry’s heart after he banished her personal wolf.

Wish Upon A Kiss by Meara Platt

Young ladies from the best families are clamoring to become May Princesses now that Winifred Kingsley, a young lady of little consequence, caught the eye -and captured the heart – of Ardaric, fourth Duke of Blantyre when he spotted her dancing about a maypole in her shockingly scanty costume.

A Duke Worth His Salt by Allison Merritt

Lady Eleanor Mortin managed to snag the reclusive Duke of Greenebuck, who is not only writing fairy tale endings for his novels these days, but also living one with his new bride.

Masquerading as a Miss by Ari Thatcher

Just weeks after he was reported as drowned in that shipwreck, Lord Spalding appeared with a mysterious young woman who claimed to not know who her relations were. I daresay she has none and is eager to secure a match with Spalding, who as you know will one day inherit the earldom.

Searching for my Rogue by Dawn Brower

Upstart American, Alys Dewitt snared the Duke of Weston, one of England’s most sought after bachelors proving love is descending us all into madness.

The Enchanted Cave by Sue London

Irish lass Maeve O’Malley landed a blow to the hearts of innumerable smitten girls when she tangled Mr. Galen Mornay into knots of the nuptial variety.

Taming Beauty by Lynne Barron

Not only did the scandalous Lilith Aberdeen manage to bring the beastliest of barons up to scratch, but she did so only days before Lord Malleville was to marry her sister.

Stealing a Lady’s Heart by Tammy Andresen

Lady Charlotte Beaumont, first cousin to the Prince Regent, was seen gallivanting through Scotland with four eligible bachelors and no chaperone. This shocking lack of decorum is not the first from the lady but most certainly the worst. One simply must wonder if nuptials are soon to follow.

 Join us on a Regency adventure of love and romance in the limited edition box set Once Upon A Regency: Timeless Tales And Fables!

*´¨✫) ¸.•´¸.•*´¨)✯
(¸.•´✶*´¨✫) Nine magical tales – – ONCE UPON A REGENCY *´¨✫) ¸.•´¸.•*´¨)✯ ¸.•*¨) JUST 99c FOR A LIMITED TIME*´¨✫) *´¨✫)
AVAILABLE NOW(¸.•´✶*´¨✫)

Get your copy today!!

Amazon: http://amzn.to/1kUnFkx

iTunes: https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/once-upon-a-regency/id1063566786?mt=11

Kobo: https://store.kobobooks.com/en-us/ebook/once-upon-a-regency

B&N: http://goo.gl/S295aT

 

Allison Merritt & Once Upon A Regency

Once Upon

Once upon a time nine historical romance authors created a world with the timeless romance of Regency and the enduring love of a fairy tale… 

Today I have Allison Merritt and her story A Duke Worth His Salt here.

One Upon a Regency Box Set

 

A Duke Worth His Salt

Allison Merritt

Release Date: February 5, 2016 (As part of the Once Upon A Regency box set)

Length: Novella

Heat Rating: 3

Genre: Historical Romance, Regency

Blurb:

Lady Eleanor never doubts her father’s love, but when he suffers a head wound and forgets his middle daughter, it thrusts her into a world of uncertainty. He orders her out of his house, and she flees to the family estate in Sussex. Intent on being useful, she disguises herself as a shepherdess named Leah. She never expects to be charmed by the lord next door. Lord Daniel Goodwin seeks solitude to write a novel, but really desires access to the estate next door, where some of his fondest memories were made. He intends to coax Lady Eleanor into giving him what he wants, but the stubborn woman won’t see him. Instead, he befriends shy Leah. When her future is in danger, he uncovers her secrets which are nearly as troubling as his own. He would gladly take Leah as his mistress, but can he take Lady Eleanor as his wife to protect her after he vowed never to marry?

Based on the french fairy tale The Dirty Shepherdess.

Allison

Excerpt:

“Have you had much contact with the mistress of Lanthrop Downs? I hear she’s mysterious. Won’t allow a single visitor.”

“She’s…reclusive. In any case, it’s not my place to seek her out. I watch her flock.” Her heart pounded an uneasy rhythm.

“Keep them away from the stinking bogs so I don’t have to return to dig out more. Jem, that fire.”

“Yes, Your Grace.” Jem set about gathering the driest kindling.

Goodwin placed the ewe on the ground. It didn’t attempt to run, just lay placidly while it shivered.

“Stupid blasted creatures. I understand the appeal of the money the wool brings, but I cannot picture raising them for a living.” Goodwin folded his arms. “Standing out in this weather to make sure they do not come to any harm is a fool’s errand.”

“A necessary evil.” She retrieved her basket, then lifted a jug from it. “There is hot mulled cider. Betty made it. You should have some to warm yourself.”

“Lady Eleanor wouldn’t approve of your gesture.”

Eleanor kept her eyes averted. “You might be surprised. After all, you did save her animals from certain death.”

He uncorked the jug. “For that, she should grant me a favor. Wouldn’t you agree?”

“What sort of favor?” Wary, she took a step back.

“Supper with her would do. Tell her. I will await my invitation. Or if she has no desire to grant me access to Lanthrop House, she’s invited to Glassodder any time.” He took a long drink from the jug.

“I will tell her, Your Grace, but I hope you won’t be disappointed when she rejects your proposals.” Beneath her woolen clothing, sweat beaded at her neckline. Why won’t you give up?

He passed the jug to her. “You may tell your mistress that if she rejects my offer—either of them—that I shall ride my horse right into her house and let him stomp about until she comes to meet me.”

Eleanor swallowed the lump in her throat. “Why are you so set on seeing her? What could she possibly have that interests you?”

“We met once. Not so long ago. I am merely curious about how I offended her. And I should like to discuss her father’s health.”

“I would help if I could, but I know nothing of his lordship nor Lady Eleanor’s reasons for turning you away. It’s best not to distract her. She badly wants to restore Lanthrop Downs to its former glory.”

“One evening away from her task couldn’t hurt,” he muttered.

“I will tell her, Your Grace. Perhaps she will have a moment of pity.”

“Pity?” He tilted his head. “I am not one to be pitied, girl. If anyone deserves pity, it’s Lady Eleanor. Trying to restore this place. She would be better off to convince her father to sell it. And Lord Aldshire, sending a girl here to do his work. What sort of madness is that?”

“Do not talk about my–” She bit the tip of her tongue. “About my employer that way. He is doing his best. Lady Eleanor is smart and capable.”

“Loyal to a fault, but saucy. You are a handful, Leah.” He cupped her face and tipped her chin up. “Quite lovely too.”

Her whole body shook as warmth from his hand coursed through her. “I am nothing special, Your Grace.”

“Goodwin.” His eyes sparkled. “Let’s be friends. If you do not think your lady will have an issue with it.”

Her breath rushed out in a plume. “I couldn’t speak for her, though friendship may not be the wisest course.”

“Lady Eleanor would never need know what happened between us while you played nursemaid to her sheep.” A wicked grin complimented the glow of his eyes.

Her watery legs were near useless. What he suggested without saying outright was something more than friendship. “I do not need that sort of friend.”

“You read me wrong, sweet Leah.” He dropped his hand from her face. “My greatest desire is the company of a well-spoken young woman. I haven’t seen anyone beyond my staff and those at Lanthrop Downs in a solid month.”

“You could have the company of anyone. Couldn’t you, Your Grace?”

“Goodwin.”

She dropped her gaze again. “Yes, of course.”

“I could, but I desired solitude for a time and I dread the trip to London. I could invite others here, but they would break my isolation while begging to be entertained.”

“Why is it that you need quiet time away from your peers?” She shouldn’t have asked, but curiosity drove her. She’d been too long away from her own friends and family.

“They will spoil the hours I spend in my study and my riding time. Or haven’t you noticed I like to ride? I have seen you out here, and I know you watch.”

Mortified heat made her toes curl. “Your horse is very beautiful. It is difficult not to notice him.”

“True, but is that all you notice?” He smirked.

The preening peacock. As though she had nothing better to do than watch him parade around on horseback.

61i2veQ-oPL__UX250_

Bio:

 A love of reading inspired Allison Merritt to pursue her dream of becoming an author who writes historical, paranormal, contemporary, and fantasy romances, often combining the sub-genres. She lives in a small town in the Ozark Mountains with her husband and dogs. It’s not unusual to find her lurking in graveyards, wandering historical sites, or listening to ghost stories.

Allison graduated from College of the Ozarks in Point Lookout, Missouri with a B.A. in mass communications that’s gathering dust after it was determined that she’s better at writing fluff than hard news.

Links:

Facebook – http://facebook.com/allisonmwries

Twitter – http://twitter.com/allison_merritt

Blog – http://havenovelwilledit.blogspot.com

Goodreads – http://www.goodreads.com/allisonmwrites

Amazon – http://www.amazon.com/Allison-Merritt/e/B006LZV3QS

B&amp;NOnce Upon a Regency Cover

Once upon a time nine historical romance authors created a world with the timeless romance of Regency and the enduring love of a fairy tale…

Resisting Romeo by Samantha Grace

There was much excitement yesterday at the Clarendon Hotel when a French actress interrupted a tête-à-tête between two of London’s most eligible bachelors and quietly exchanged words with them. Mr. Russell Hawke was quick to escort her from the premises, making witnesses wish they had remembered to bring their ear trumpets to tea.

Enchanted by the Earl by Amanda Mariel

Lowly seamstress Rose Woodcourt shocked society by capturing Hunter Thorne the Earl of Aubry’s heart after he banished her personal wolf.

Wish Upon A Kiss by Meara Platt

Young ladies from the best families are clamoring to become May Princesses now that Winifred Kingsley, a young lady of little consequence, caught the eye -and captured the heart – of Ardaric, fourth Duke of Blantyre when he spotted her dancing about a maypole in her shockingly scanty costume.

A Duke Worth His Salt by Allison Merritt

Lady Eleanor Mortin managed to snag the reclusive Duke of Greenebuck, who is not only writing fairy tale endings for his novels these days, but also living one with his new bride.

Masquerading as a Miss by Ari Thatcher

Just weeks after he was reported as drowned in that shipwreck, Lord Spalding appeared with a mysterious young woman who claimed to not know who her relations were. I daresay she has none and is eager to secure a match with Spalding, who as you know will one day inherit the earldom.

Searching for my Rogue by Dawn Brower

Upstart American, Alys Dewitt snared the Duke of Weston, one of England’s most sought after bachelors proving love is descending us all into madness.

The Enchanted Cave by Sue London

Irish lass Maeve O’Malley landed a blow to the hearts of innumerable smitten girls when she tangled Mr. Galen Mornay into knots of the nuptial variety.

Taming Beauty by Lynne Barron

Not only did the scandalous Lilith Aberdeen manage to bring the beastliest of barons up to scratch, but she did so only days before Lord Malleville was to marry her sister.

Stealing a Lady’s Heart by Tammy Andresen

Lady Charlotte Beaumont, first cousin to the Prince Regent, was seen gallivanting through Scotland with four eligible bachelors and no chaperone. This shocking lack of decorum is not the first from the lady but most certainly the worst. One simply must wonder if nuptials are soon to follow.

 Join us on a Regency adventure of love and romance in the limited edition box set Once Upon A Regency: Timeless Tales And Fables!

Buy Links:

Amazon: http://amzn.to/1kUnFkx

iTunes: https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/once-upon-a-regency/id1063566786?mt=11

Kobo: https://store.kobobooks.com/en-us/ebook/once-upon-a-regency

B&N: http://goo.gl/S295aT

 

 

 

Meara Platt & Once Upon A Regency

One Upon a Regency Box Set

Meara Platt – Wish Upon A Kiss

Blurb:

 Lady Winifred Kingsley’s birthday is almost upon her and her three godmothers have gone off overnight to one of the large market towns to purchase something quite special for her upcoming celebration. But as soon as they’ve gone, odd things begin to happen and Winnie suddenly finds herself alone and her life in peril. Duke Ardaric does not reveal his true identity to Winnie when he rescues her, for theirs is a chance meeting – or so he believes. But as the attempts on Winnie’s life persist, he finds himself drawn to the young beauty and vows to protect her. He will not leave her side until the fiend who seeks to do her harm is captured and Winnie is once again safe. But will his heart ever remain safe?

meara1

 

Wish Upon A Kiss Excerpt:

“What is that sound?”

“Trouble,” the stranger replied in a husky rumble, speaking to Winnie for the first time. “Run. I’ll hold them off.”

She turned toward the Kingsley manor house, but he caught her by the elbow and nudged her in the opposite direction. “No, to the May Fair. You’ll be safer amid the crowd.”

Her heart caught in her throat. “What about you?”

He withdrew the gleaming steel sword from its scabbard and twirled it as though it weighed no more than a delicate meadow flower. “I’ll find you once I’ve chased the demon away.”

“Demon, indeed,” she muttered, for peering back at her through the silvery green leaves was what appeared to be a pair of blood-red eyes. In the next moment, she heard the crack and splinter of branches as the wild creature tore out of the woods and lunged straight for her. Why me? She let out a shriek, tripping over her own two feet as she backed away and fell in an unladylike sprawl on the ground.

I’m a May princess! I can’t die today!

She tried to roll to her feet and run, but the hem of her gown tangled in her delicate slippers and she was left thrashing on her back unable to get up as the foul-smelling thing came perilously close.

“Hellfire! You’re a clumsy little thing,” the stranger muttered, obviously exasperated with her, although his voice was deep and remarkably comforting. “Stay down and don’t move.”

He sliced his sword blade through the air with lethal precision as though experienced in battle. Had he fought against Napoleon on the Peninsula? No doubt he must have participated in several major naval battles or other perilous engagements, for this was a man who understood danger and knew how to meet it head on. Winnie closed her eyes and covered her head as though that alone would protect her from harm.

The menacing growl suddenly became a chorus of growls as more creatures — a pack of wild dogs, perhaps — lunged at her savior, who now stood in their way. Those growls quickly turned to shrieks as the animals fell upon the stranger’s blade.

Winnie heard thrashing sounds, and then all went silent but for the soft whoosh of the wind rustling through those silvery green leaves in the thicket of trees. She dared to open her eyes as the silence persisted.

“Princess, are you hurt?” The stranger knelt beside her to help her up, but must have thought better of touching her and eased back slightly instead.

Her heart was still racing as she struggled to her feet, and her hands trembled as she began to wipe dirt off the delicate outer layers of lilac and blue sarcenet veiling that adorned her gown. “No, I’m quite well.” Her voice cracked. Fear of being ripped apart by those animals had turned her throat dry, but as she glanced around all appeared serene. One would think the encounter had been nothing more than a bad dream, for there were no injured dogs and no sign of blood. “Thanks to you. Just a bit shaken, that’s all. I’ve never been saved by a pirate before.”

meara

 

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Meara Platt is happily married to her Russell Crowe look-alike husband, and they have two terrific children. She lives in one of the many great towns on Long Island, New York, and loves it, except for the traffic. She has traveled the world, occasionally lectures, and always finds time to write. Her favorite place in all the world is England’s Lake District, which may not come as a surprise since many of her stories are set in that idyllic landscape, including her Romance Writers of America Golden Heart award winning story to be released as Book 3 in her paranormal romance Garden series, which is set to debut in 2016. Learn more about bestselling author Meara Platt by visiting her website at www.mearaplatt.com.

Meara

 

Links:

 Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/AuthorMearaPlatt

Twitter: https://twitter.com/MearaPlatt

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/8521712.Meara_Platt

Bookbub: https://www.bookbub.com/authors/meara-platt

To my newsletter where you’ll also find a freebie Farthingale novella just for my readers called If You Kissed Me. Download your copy here: http://bit.ly/FreeRegencyNovella

Bestselling Farthingale Series

My Fair Lily (Book 1): http://amzn.to/1rqnZTo The Duke I’m Going to Marry (Book 2): http://amzn.to/16OZSLT Rules for Reforming a Rake (Book 3): http://amzn.to/1Apbd2r

 A World of the de Wolfe Pack novella

Nobody’s Angel: http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B017AIF9UA

B&amp;NOnce Upon a Regency Cover

 

Once upon a time nine historical romance authors created a world with the timeless romance of Regency and the enduring love of a fairy tale…

Resisting Romeo by Samantha Grace

There was much excitement yesterday at the Clarendon Hotel when a French actress interrupted a tête-à-tête between two of London’s most eligible bachelors and quietly exchanged words with them. Mr. Russell Hawke was quick to escort her from the premises, making witnesses wish they had remembered to bring their ear trumpets to tea.

Enchanted by the Earl by Amanda Mariel

Lowly seamstress Rose Woodcourt shocked society by capturing Hunter Thorne the Earl of Aubry’s heart after he banished her personal wolf.

 Wish Upon A Kiss by Meara Platt

Young ladies from the best families are clamoring to become May Princesses now that Winifred Kingsley, a young lady of little consequence, caught the eye -and captured the heart – of Ardaric, fourth Duke of Blantyre when he spotted her dancing about a maypole in her shockingly scanty costume.

 A Duke Worth His Salt by Allison Merritt

Lady Eleanor Mortin managed to snag the reclusive Duke of Greenebuck, who is not only writing fairy tale endings for his novels these days, but also living one with his new bride.

Masquerading as a Miss by Ari Thatcher

Just weeks after he was reported as drowned in that shipwreck, Lord Spalding appeared with a mysterious young woman who claimed to not know who her relations were. I daresay she has none and is eager to secure a match with Spalding, who as you know will one day inherit the earldom.

 Searching for my Rogue by Dawn Brower

Upstart American, Alys Dewitt snared the Duke of Weston, one of England’s most sought after bachelors proving love is descending us all into madness.

The Enchanted Cave by Sue London

Irish lass Maeve O’Malley landed a blow to the hearts of innumerable smitten girls when she tangled Mr. Galen Mornay into knots of the nuptial variety.

Taming Beauty by Lynne Barron

Not only did the scandalous Lilith Aberdeen manage to bring the beastliest of barons up to scratch, but she did so only days before Lord Malleville was to marry her sister.

Stealing a Lady’s Heart by Tammy Andresen

Lady Charlotte Beaumont, first cousin to the Prince Regent, was seen gallivanting through Scotland with four eligible bachelors and no chaperone. This shocking lack of decorum is not the first from the lady but most certainly the worst. One simply must wonder if nuptials are soon to follow.

Join us on a Regency adventure of love and romance in the limited edition box set Once Upon A Regency: Timeless Tales And Fables!

Get your copy today for just 99 cents!!!

Buy links:

Amazon: http://amzn.to/1kUnFkx

iTunes: https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/once-upon-a-regency/id1063566786?mt=11

Kobo: https://store.kobobooks.com/en-us/ebook/once-upon-a-regency

B&N: http://goo.gl/S295aT

12309151_1644518505799435_908846669_n

Enter the Once Upon A Regency giveaway: http://www.pagecurl.net/giveaways/once-upon-a-regency-preorder-giveaway/

Join the release party: https://www.facebook.com/events/432447810292742/