Oh the things that can happen over a few drinks!

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Be sure to read all the way to the end and click on the PBS Wild Nevada Memories link at the bottom of this blog! Here’s a little something from my perspective…

I knew this hike was going to be difficult but I didn’t realize what I had gotten myself into until it was too late!

Photo Credit: Wild Nevada Memories
(PBS Reno)

Back before yours truly was a romance author, I worked as a Secretary in a very remote place called Great Basin National Park in rural Baker, Nevada. My then husband Rob and I were at one of the local bars one night having drinks with a PBS crew who was filming for their show Wild Nevada out of Reno.

Several drinks later, they somehow talked me into joining them for their hike along the Highland Ridge Trail, the spine of the park at around 11,000 ft! I think that first step off Mt. Washington told me I was in way over my head but by that time, it was too late. I was committed to this insane journey whether I wanted to turn back or not.

I have to admit this had to be one of the craziest (or stupidest) things I’ve ever done in my entire life. For the most part, I hung back out of the way of the camera. The hike was beautiful but grueling, sometimes over loose rocky terrain, massive rocks that could have been an ankle breaker, and uphill climbs that had our lungs burning. For someone afraid of heights and subject to altitude sickness, this wasn’t a good combination. I remember many times thinking… what the hell was I doing?

Photo Credit: Wild Nevada Memories
(PBS Reno)

It soon became apparent that we were never going to make our original destination of Baker Lake. The sun was going down and we were still on top of the ridge. Rob finally saw how far back I was, along with Ethan (one of the crew who stayed with me). Rob left his backpack at the trailhead to Johnson Lake, lit a couple of glow sticks to mark the way, and came all the way back to take my backpack so I could move faster. As I watched him take off, I turned to Ethan and said “There go my regular glasses.” Yes… I still had on my prescription sun glasses. Attempting to go down what was more or less a small animal trail to the lake with only head & flashlights was almost as challenging as the hike along the ridge itself (Yes! That’s me up there on top of that mountain!).

As we broke camp in the morning, Rob continued to show them old log cabins and other areas of interest as we began making our way down toward the trailhead. At some point, I started walking (or maybe it was more like hobbling) ahead down the trail. I’d been on this route before so I knew where I was. Since I was moving so slowly, I knew the rest of the group would eventually catch up or pass me by. Still… the sense of relief to make it to the trailhead had me almost wishing to kiss the damn ground. I could barely walk any further and I swore even my hair hurt.

Photo Credit: Wild Nevada Memories
(PBS Reno)

I was so excited when Dave Santina emailed me a couple months back and told me he and Chris Orr were going down memory lane and would be reliving our trip along the Highland Ridge Trail. I filled him in on how life had changed since my days in Baker. Lots of memories came flooding back as I watched the episode Thursday night. I laughed… I cried at the end… and I was grateful that they gave me a shout out of what I now do after my day job… writing! Thank you Dave & Chris! I will always be grateful to these friends who convinced me to come on their excursion to the top of the park. It was one of the most adventurous things I’ve ever done. I can now say I did it… and NEVER have to do it again.

I’m certain my pictures of our trip are buried somewhere in a box. Honestly this was way back in 2001 and feels like at least two lifetimes ago. My, how time passes by so swiftly, doesn’t it? I’ve captured these images from the show and give Wild Nevada Memories & PBS Reno full credit. I hope they don’t mind that I’ve added them to this blog post!

I ended up leaving Great Basin National Park back in 2009 and traded in a rural park for an urban one, now residing in the San Francisco Bay Area. I still have my day job as an IT Specialist for the National Park Service and continue to write my historical and time travel romances on my off time.

While I was only in a few shots in this show, I was thrilled to relive memories of the good times I had with these wonderful people and Ranger Rob. Life with Robby was always an adventure! He truly was in his element during this filming and it certainly shows while he talks about the beauty this park has to offer. He loved his job as a Law Enforcement Ranger at Great Basin National Park and he is missed by his family and friends!

Wild Nevada Memories, Episode 3 aired Thursday night. You can watch the entire show here at this link: https://www.pbs.org/video/wild-nevada-memories-episode-3-tyxrew/

First Kiss Friday with Veronica Crowe

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Welcome to another First Kiss Friday. Today’s guest is my dear friend Veronica Crowe who is celebrating her next release The Viscount’s Heir. We hope you enjoy this first kiss scene. Happy reading, my lovelies!

Excerpt:

Alexandra closed her eyes and lost herself in the magic of her first kiss. As his lips touched hers, a peculiar emotion bloomed in her chest, burrowed under her skin, and spiraled through her soul.

Awareness. Recognition. Acceptance. They seized her sanity, cajoled her to take small steps—one at a time—then pushed her into uncharted waters.

Her senses reeled. Discovering, learning—as she curiously waded across a river of uncertain depths. Would the undercurrent sweep her away? Should she deny its persuasion—refuse to venture further and be afraid?

Then she realized, to her utter amazement, that she craved the sweetness of its crystal stream.

She wanted to surrender. 

To the taste, to the scent, to the feel, to the elation of discovering something different—raw—new. Something foreign to her orbit, to her stubborn single-mindedness—yet what her body responded to, yearned for.

She had forgotten where they were, the hour of the day, and even her very name.

Who would have thought that a kiss could be like this? Magical, mystical—and with the right man at the right time, gloriously divine?

She sent a silent wish to the fairies. Please, let it go on forever—pray, let it last a lifetime.

But he pulled away and ended the kiss—breaking the spell, casting the enchantment to the winds.


The Viscount’s Heir
By Veronica Crowe

The Viscount’s Heir: Book 2 of the Heirs of Cornwall Series tells the tale of two stubborn personalities determined to escape the matrimonial trap.

Allayne Carlyle, the only son and heir of Viscount Rose, is in a conundrum. All his friends are happily married, and his mother has decided it is time for him to do the same deed. But Allayne has no intentions of entering the parson’s mousetrap. He is wealthy, handsome, and free. The world is at his fingertips. He is not done sowing his wild oats, and frankly, he wants to keep sowing said oats for the next decade. Or two. Why would he want to get leg-shackled, when there are too many alluring widows to bed, and even more beautiful actresses to pursue?

Lady Alexandra Davenport, the only daughter of the Earl of Weston, is in a similar predicament. She has been cleverly avoiding the matrimonial trap, but now that her twenty-fifth birthday has come around, her father has finally put his foot down. He had threatened to confiscate her most treasured possessions: her horse and her pistols if she does not come around and accept one of her many suitors. But Alexandra is in no haste to get betrothed. She would rather spend her days participating in her charities, practicing her shooting and fencing skills, and if truth be told, she could not bear to leave her father and live elsewhere with a husband she doesn’t truly adore. 
Why would she want to marry some wretched man who would take her money, when she is happy and content where she is at?

Unbeknownst to our hero and heroine, their parents have been scheming. What will happen when these two stubborn personalities collide? Will they chase each other with a hatchet, or will the sparks fly? 

Join Allayne and Alexandra, as they conquer the mystery of that little word, they have been trying their best to avoid: Love.

Buy Link or read for FREE in Kindle Unlimited: http://bit.ly/TheViscountsHeir

About the Author:

Veronica Crowe is the author of the Heirs of Cornwall series for Dragonblade Publishing. If you like laugh-out-loud Regency romance full of romantic entanglements, hilarious misadventures, profound, heartfelt moments, and grand happy endings, this series is for you!

Heirs of Cornwall Books:
The Wrong Prince
The Viscount’s Heir
My Only Earl

Social Media: https://www.facebook.com/Veronica-Crowe-107641207752085

A sale just for you!

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Every once in a while I put a book or two of mine up for sale and right now have I got a deal for you. You can read If My Heart Could See You for only $0.99. This medieval romance is the beginning of my entire medieval & time travel series. It’s the book that began it all!

And if that’s not enough, then be sure to grab its sequel. Hearts Across Time is a special edition box set that combines For All of Ever and Only For You in my Knights of Berwyck, A Quest Through Time series. In this edition, you’ll get Riorden de Deveraux (who was the captain of the guard in If My Heart Could See You) and Katherine Warfield’s complete journey to finding and keeping love.

I know you’ll enjoy these stories if you haven’t already added them to your romance collection. Happy reading, my lovelies, and thank you to all my wonderful readers. You truly are the reason I continue to write.

Learn more on the book tabs above for each of my books.

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First Kiss Friday with Jennae Vale

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Welcome to my First Kiss Friday blog. I’d like to welcome my dear friend Jennae Vale today who is sharing a first kiss scene from Green Sky At Night. Happy reading and enjoy, my lovelies!

Excerpt:

She’d thanked him numerous times since she met him. Words of thanks hardly seemed enough for all he’d done for her. Danielle counted herself lucky he’d been there to save her and that he’d then taken her under his wing and continued to feel responsible for her. A sudden rush of warmth overcame her as they stood outside the door to her room at the inn. She kissed his cheek.

His arm snaked around her waist, holding her close to his chest. “What was that for?” he asked, his voice a low rumble in her ear.

“Can’t a lady kiss her friend?” She was in trouble now. Sexy man trouble. The best kind of trouble. She could feel it all the way down to her toes.

“Only if the same goes for her friend.” He dipped his head, gently kissing her lips, before slowly and deeply kissing her again.

If Danielle had been tingling before, she was now on fire. Heat surged through her and left her aching in all the important places. She hoped he would kiss her again, but instead he let her go.

“Ye should rest before this evening’s gala.” He opened the door to her room.

“I might need help getting ready.” Danielle eyed him through fluttering lashes.

He winked at her. “I’ll have the innkeeper send someone up.”

She walked into the room and turned to invite him in, but he closed the door before she had a chance to speak. It had been a long time since a kiss had thrown her that off kilter and it took her a minute before her heart slowed down and her breathing went back to normal. She wanted more of that – more of him. Danielle was torn between her need to return to her own time and the very real feelings she was developing for Jameson. She had no idea how this was all going to end, but for now she was going to live in the moment.    


Green Sky At Night
By Jennae Vale

Danielle York has fallen through time and into the arms of pirate captain, Jameson Mackall. Mistaking the ship and crew who rescue her as just part of a totally authentic pirate party cruise, she’s in for a shock when she realizes where and when she actually is. With no idea how she got there or how to get home, Danielle must trust in the people of the time, but should she trust a pirate?

Jameson Mackall proves to her again and again that he will help her navigate the murky waters of the century she finds herself in. He wants Danielle to stay, but understands her need to leave. If she’s able to go home, time and distance will destroy the bond that has grown between them. If she stays, she must answer one question. Is the pirate life for her?

Buy link: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0916JYC18

About the author:

Jennae Vale is a best-selling author of romance with a touch of magic.  As a history buff from an early age, Jennae often found herself day-dreaming in history class and wondering what it would be like to live in the places and time periods she was learning about.  Writing time travel romance has given her an opportunity to take those daydreams and turn them into stories to share with readers everywhere.

Originally from the Boston area, Jennae now lives in the San Francisco Bay area, where some of her characters also reside.  When Jennae isn’t writing, she enjoys spending time with her family and her pets, and daydreaming, of course.

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Medieval Monday with Bambi Lynn

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Today is the last week of Medieval Monday and our First Kiss theme. Please welcome my last guest, Bambi Lynn, who is sharing a snippet from her novel A Knight In Rusted Armor. Thanks for joining us for the past fourteen weeks and happy reading, my lovelies!

Snippet:

Allys looked past him, her thoughts a mass of perplexity. Where was that spark? The spark that ignited her entire being into flame when Lord Svenson kissed her?

She looked back to Paul and wondered briefly if he had done it right. “Let us try one more thing,” she said as she pulled her hand from his. She turned her body completely around, encircled his shoulders with her arms, pressed her breasts against his chest and kissed him with as much ardor as she could muster.

When she finally pulled away from him, she put her hand over mouth and pressed her eyebrows together. “Hummpf.” She shook her head. “How strange,” she mumbled.

She looked up at Paul and shrugged. “Shall we go?”


A Knight in Rusted Armor
By Bambi Lynn

Duty is the essence of manhood.

Allys Stone would risk repute as a ruined woman to gain control of her life. Thorin Svenson would battle the most skilled knights in the realm to win her. Theirs is a love story of fairy tales and wild passion, a battle of wills as well as brawn.

Allys wants to choose her own husband, one who loves life and laughter as much as she does. One who considers her a partner instead of a possession. She has never had any choice but to live by her father’s decisions, and now he’s offering her as grand prize in a tournament.

Thorin must win the hand of a nobleman’s daughter to regain the wealth and position of his family. Consumed by guilt, he will risk his very life to win. Not even her attempts to sabotage his victory will get in his way.

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First Kiss Friday with Matilda and Charles

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Welcome, dearest readers, to my First Kiss Friday blog. Today’s guest is my dear friend Jude Knight who will be sharing an excerpt from Melting Matilda. In this excerpt, the kiss is the first one in this book. They had another kiss a year before, and it haunts them. You’ll have to read the book to find out more. 

Excerpt:

He had dressed with enormous care, driving his valet demented by changing his mind three times about his waistcoat, rejecting six cravats before settling on the seventh, and hesitating for twenty minutes on his choice of fobs. The valet would probably slit his wrists in despair if he could see how Charles had set his hair in disarray by running his fingers through it, and ruined the hard-won perfection of the cravat by tugging it further open because he felt it choking him.

Then the door opened. Matilda entered the room and he lost his breath again. She was magnificent in a violet gown that hugged her curves before sweeping out into a deceptively simple skirt that avoided fashionable ruffles in favor of more subtle stitching that added detail without fuss. The neckline was low enough to rivet his attention while still high enough to be demure by the current standards. She wore pearls at her neck, her wrists, dangling from her ears and glowing in her dark hair, and the blue eyes he met when he wrenched his attention from the snowy skin displayed by her décolletage had taken on a violet cast from the gown.

He gazed, losing track of time and space, until she said his name. “Charles?”

“I had a speech.” His voice croaked, and he swallowed. “I do not remember a word.”

With one hand, index finger outstretched, he traced an inch or so away from her face. “Why did I try so hard to resist you, you beautiful woman?”

It was the wrong thing to say. Her nostrils flared. “Because I am the base-born daughter of a harlot.”

“I cannot remember why I thought that important,” he confessed. “You are the beloved sister of the next Duke of Haverford, the ward of the current duchess, and a lady of impeccable education, training and manners. That is not why I love you, though.”

Her eyes softened. “You love me?”

“That was part of the speech. It is the only bit I remember. I look into your eyes, and I forget my own name.”

“Why?” Matilda asked.

“Why do I forget? No? Why now?” She colored, and he realized what she was asking. “Why do I love you? How can I explain something that has grown in my heart without my knowledge, even against my will?” He took both of her hands, and suddenly the words began to flow.

“I have been attracted to you since the first time we danced, but that is desire, and desire is a part of love but not the whole. I do desire you, my love, more and more each day, but I also admire you, I like being with you, I enjoy talking to you, I respect you. I want to see you every morning when I wake, to spend my days with you, to have the right to dance the first waltz with you at every ball, and to go home with you every night. I want to see your belly rounded with our child, and watch you as you gently teach them the way I’ve seen you teach your little sister. I want you and only you as my countess and the mother of my children. I want to grow old with you, Matilda Grenford.”

He dropped to one knee. “Miss Grenford, I esteem you with all my heart. Will you do me the very great honor of becoming my wife?”

He waited, his anxiety rising as she said nothing, despair taking over as tears rose and began to leak from her pansy eyes. Then she began to nod as she slipped to her own knees and reached out for him. “Yes. Oh, yes. Charles, I love you, too.”

For more than a year, Charles had kept to himself the fact that the Haverford Ice Princess kissed like a flame. As he abandoned his own granite facade for once and for all, he rejoiced in her heat. This time was even better than the last, and the best was yet to come. Though perhaps not here in a family parlor where her brother or sisters could walk in at any time.

“I hope you do not want a long betrothal,” he whispered, between kisses.

She broke off her attempt to completely unravel his cravat. “Not long,” she agreed.

Her fervent answer demanded that he kiss her again, losing himself so deep he didn’t know they were no longer alone until a voice behind him said, “I trust you are betrothed to my sister, Hamner, for it would be most inconvenient to start the evening’s celebrations by killing you.”


Melting Matilda
By Jude Knight
Release Date: March 23rd

Can the Ice Maiden soften the Granite Earl?

Her scandalous birth prevents Matilda Grenford from being fully acceptable to Society, even though she has been a ward of the Duchess of Haverford since she was a few weeks old. Matilda does not expect to be wooed by a worthy gentleman. The only man who has ever interested her gave her an outrageous kiss a year ago and has avoided her ever since.

Can the Granite Earl melt the Ice Maiden?

Charles, the Earl of Hamner is honour bound to ignore his attraction to Matilda Grenford. She is an innocent and a lady, and in every way worthy of his respect—but she is base-born. His ancestors would rise screaming from their graves if he made her his countess. But he cannot forget the kiss they once shared.

Melting Matilda is a novella in the series The Return of the Mountain King. Chronologically and by publication order, it comes after To Mend the Broken-Hearted, published in March, and before To Claim the Long-Lost Lover, available in July.

To preorder Melting Matilda before the publication date, 23rd March, go to https://books2read.com/MeltingMatilda

Note. Melting Matilda was first published in Fire & Frost, a Bluestocking Belles collection.

About Jude Knight

Have you ever wanted something so much you were afraid to even try? That was Jude ten years ago.

For as long as she can remember, she’s wanted to be a novelist. She even started dozens of stories, over the years. 

But life kept getting in the way. A seriously ill child who required years of therapy; a rising mortgage that led to a full-time job; six children, her own chronic illness… the writing took a back seat.

As the years passed, the fear grew. If she didn’t put her stories out there in the market, she wouldn’t risk making a fool of herself. She could keep the dream alive if she never put it to the test.

Then her mother died. That great lady had waited her whole life to read a novel of Jude’s, and now it would never happen.

So Jude faced her fear and changed it–told everyone she knew she was writing a novel. Now she’d make a fool of herself for certain if she didn’t finish.

Her first book came out to excellent reviews in December 2014, and the rest is history. Many books, lots of positive reviews, and a few awards later, she plans to keep publishing until she runs out of years.

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Medieval Monday with Jenna Jaxon

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We’ve only two weeks left to our First Kiss theme for Medieval Monday. I know… where does the time go, right? Today’s guest is Jenna Jaxon who is sharing a snippet from her novel Betrayal. I just love this cover, don’t you? Enjoy this snippet and happy reading, my lovelies.

Snippet:

She breathed deeply in relief then remembered his earlier words. She arched her eyebrows. “Is this how you kiss your sister then?”

His mouth dropped open but, after a stunned moment, his laughter rang out. It was so catching, Alyse had no choice but to join in. At last, Thomas wiped his eyes and settled his gaze on her. A flicker of admiration lurked there.


BETRAYAL
(Time Enough to Love, Book 2)
By Jenna Jaxon

The worst betrayals come from within.

After a night of passion with her betrothed, Sir Geoffrey Longford, Lady Alyse de Courcy is eagerly looking forward to her wedding. But when Geoffrey is forced to marry another, a heartbroken and possibly pregnant Alyse finds herself in her own private hell. She must either gamble with her reputation or marry someone she does not love.

A reputed connoisseur of women, Thomas, Lord Braeton, has dallied with many ladies of King Edward’s court, although he has favored none. However, as Geoffrey’s best friend, Thomas has sworn to serve and protect Alyse, an oath now sorely tested when he agrees to marry her—in name only—to guard her reputation. Yet, as they grow closer, and Thomas discovers Alyse’s sweet but spirited nature, he comes to desire a marriage in truth. 

Can he overcome her memory of Geoffrey, or is Thomas doomed to burn with passion for a woman he can never possess?

Buy Links:

Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B00I4IKQ8G/ref=dbs_a_def_rwt_bibl_vppi_i25
Smashwords,: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/403200
B & N: https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/betrayal-jenna-jaxon/1118591851?ean=2940045674331
iTunes: https://books.apple.com/us/book/betrayal-book-2-time-enough-to-love/id815348280
Kobo: https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/betrayal-book-2-time-enough-to-love

Last week’s snippet on Ruth A. Casie’s blog: http://ruthacasie.blogspot.com/
Follow along next week on Judith Sterling’s blog: https://judithmarshallauthor.com/blog/

First Kiss Friday with Grace Burrowes

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It’s another First Kiss Friday and today it’s my pleasure to welcome the fabulous Grace Burrowes to my blog. Grace is sharing the first kiss scene from her novella A Kiss By The Sea currently in the Bluestocking Belles’ box set Storm & Shelter. Enjoy this first kiss scene, my lovelies, and happy reading!

Excerpt:

He fell silent, and Sarah found she had no need to chatter. A glow on the horizon of the vast silvery sea to the east presaged an imminent moonrise.

The conversation with Mr. Penn had been extraordinary. No talk of the weather. No malicious gossip about other women. No speculation about who would offer for whom. The whole day, from Mrs. Peabody’s odd friendliness and scrumptious shepherds’ pie, to the hum and bustle of the village, to the sight of Mr. Penn without his shirt, had been a revelation.

Proof that life—and good life—existed outside of Mayfair, beyond Uncle’s lectures, out past Miss Framington’s hypocritical sermons. People lived and loved without consulting Debrett’s or etiquette manuals. They had things to do besides fittings, at homes, and calls. They cared for one another without a thought for who had large settlements or a large bosom.

The relief—the vindication—Fenwick on Sea had provided in the space of a day was as immense as the ocean.

And Mr. Penn was part of that vindication. He’d been naked before her from the waist up, and hadn’t turned the moment scandalous. He was sitting alone with her in the dark, and his hands weren’t wandering. He had commendedher on breaking her engagement, and he had done her the precious courtesy of listening to her.

The first sliver of golden light broke the horizon gilding the waves and whitecaps.

“I have not watched a moonrise in too long,” Mr. Penn said, “much less in such congenial company. I hope you’ll tarry a while in Fenwick, Mrs. Winston.”

“My maternal grandmother was Mrs. Winston. My given name is Sarah, and I am nobody’s missus, thank heavens.”

Another slight pause followed. Perhaps Mr. Penn was allowing Sarah a moment to give him the rest of her name, or perhaps she had shocked him.

“The locals know me as Thaddeus Penn, but my full name is Thaddeus Pennrith—at your service.” He added that last with an ironic smile.

She did not say, Your secret is safe with me, because he had to know that, just as she knew he would not spread her confidences in the high street. His name sounded vaguely familiar—Sarah had studied Debrett’s thoroughly before making her come-out—but the details refused to come to her.

The moon drifted higher until it cleared the horizon, casting silver beams on the flooded marshes as well as the endless sea. Night birds sang and, in the distance, the roar and retreat of the surf confirmed—as if the whole day had not—that Sarah was blessedly far from London.

“If I don’t seek my bed now,” Mr. Penn said—Mr. Pennrith, “I will fall asleep out here. Tomorrow promises to be hectic, so I’ll bid you good night.”

He rose and stretched, a great beast of a man with more manners and consideration than all the honorables in Mayfair combined.

“Sleep well, Mr. Pennrith.”

He remained at the balustrade, the moonshine putting highlights in his dark hair. “Thaddeus.”

“Sleep well, Thaddeus.”

He turned to regard her. “Are you glad you left London?”

“I am now. Talking to you helped me sort that out. The night air is a bit cool, isn’t it?” She made to rise and found his hand extended to her. Because the chair was low and she needed to keep her shawl about her, she accepted his assistance.

He kept her hand in his. “I am glad you’ve found your way here, and welcome to Fenwick, Sarah.”

She realized he was asking some sort of permission or offering an invitation. Whatever he was about, it had nothing to do with getting under her skirts and everything to do with genuine welcome.

“Sweet dreams,” she said, going up on her toes to brush a kiss to his cheek. “And thank you for the moonrise.”


A Kiss by the Sea: By Grace Burrowes

He’s not really a blacksmith, and she’s not really an heiress… Can they forge a happily-ever-after anyway?

Thaddeus Pennrith finds a way to recover from multiple griefs when he accepts the blacksmith’s post at Fenwick on Sea. Village life gives him a sense of belonging that Polite Society never could, though he must resume his aristocratic responsibilities soon. Along comes Lady Sarah Weatherby, refugee from an engagement gone badly awry, and Thaddeus is faced with both a compelling reason to reveal his titled antecedents, and a longing to keep them forever hidden….

Storm & Shelter: A Bluestocking Belles Collection With Friends Blurb:

When a storm blows off the North Sea and slams into the village of Fenwick on Sea, the villagers prepare for the inevitable: shipwreck, flood, land slips, and stranded travelers. The Queen’s Barque Inn quickly fills with the injured, the devious, and the lonely—lords, ladies, and simple folk; spies, pirates, and smugglers all trapped together. Intrigue crackles through the village, and passion lights up the hotel.

One storm, eight authors, eight heartwarming novellas.

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About the Author:

Grace Burrowes believes in love, and believes that writing happily evers after is the best job on the planet. She’s a recovering foster care attorney, and USA Today and NYT bestselling author of both historical and contemporary romances. She loves to hear from readers and can be reached through her website at graceburrowes.com.Grace is also on Bookbub: https://www.bookbub.com/authors/grace-burrowes

Love Will Find You ~ A RONE Nominee

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Dearest Readers ~ I need your help!

❥•*•☆❥•*•🌹 LOVE WILL FIND YOU ~ A RONE Nominee 🌹•*•❥☆•*•❥

I’m so excited to announce that LOVE WILL FIND YOU is a nominee for a RONE Award with InD’tale Magazine. But now I need your help, dearest readers, to make it to the finals!

To cast your vote, you’ll need to sign in first at www.indtale.com. If you haven’t previously registered, you’ll need to click the verification link you’ll find in your email which is required to vote. Voting begins April 26th and runs through May 2nd in the Time Travel/Science Fiction category. I’d be humbly grateful if you’d consider voting for LOVE WILL FIND YOU so my book can make it to the finals.

I sincerely appreciate your support. Once you’ve registered, you can find the link to the awards here: https://www.indtale.com/2021-rone-awards

Thank you so very much! With warm regards, Sherry xoxo

Medieval Monday with Judith Sterling

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Happy Medieval Monday, my lovelies, and a warm welcome to my guest Judith Sterling. Today Judith is sharing a snippet from her novel Return of the Raven. We hope you enjoy it and happy reading!

Snippet:

Firelight twinkled in her eyes as she grinned in return. “Thank you…I think.” All at once, her smile died. “Griff…I’ve not told you all.”

Uh oh. “You said you saw two moments in time. What happened in the second one?”

“I was bathing in a large tub…in my time.”

An image of her naked perfection luxuriating in a bath commandeered his thoughts and kept a persistent part of him at attention. Down, boy! He cleared his mind. “So you saw a moment from your past. What does it matter now?”

“It matters because I’ve never seen that tub before.”


Return of the Raven
by Judith Sterling

True love is eternal.

Margaret, Lady Ravenwood, is trapped in a loveless marriage and firmly entrenched in the medieval world. Along comes Griffin Nightshade, a historian from the future whose soul resonates with hers. He persuades her to return with him to the 1950s, but heeding her heart means courting danger from a curse that could spell her doom.

Haunted by his parents’ sudden deaths, Griffin knows all too well the pain born of love lost. He guards his emotions, but Margaret delves deep and goes straight to the soul. She’s hard to resist…and harder to set free.

The heart’s desire and history’s demands don’t always agree. Yet true love is eternal.

Buy links:

Amazon https://amzn.com/B08RYD2GW8

Amazon UK https://www.amazon.co.uk/Return-Raven-Novels-Ravenwood-Book-ebook/dp/B08RYD2GW8

Barnes & Noble https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/return-of-the-raven-judith-sterling/1138556276

Apple https://books.apple.com/us/book/return-of-the-raven/id1547199256

See last week’s snippet on Ruth A. Casie’s blog: www.RuthACasie.blogspot.com
Follow along next week on Anastasia Abboud’s blog: https://www.anastasiaabboud.com/grainsofsand