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Although Marina Myles lives under the sunny skies
of Arizona, she would reside in a historic manor house in foggy England if she
had her way. Her love of books began as soon as she read her first fairy tale
and eventually led to a degree in English Literature. Now, with her loyal
Maltese close by, she relishes the hours she gets to escape into worlds filled
with fiery—but not easily attained—love affairs. She’s busy being a wife, a
mother, and a member of Romance Writers of America, but she is never too busy
to hear from her amazing readers. Visit her at www.marinamyles.com.
Cinderella
and the Ghost by Marina Myles
The Cursed Princes, Book 4
The Cursed Princes, Book 4
About
the book:
A
DANGEROUS ATTRACTION
When
her demanding stepmother died, Ella Benoit knew just how far their fortunes had
fallen, unlike her spoiled stepsisters. So she never expected the bequest from
her late father. A chateau in France and the freedom to live her own life, all
at once!
The
chateau has seen better days, but Ella knows she can put the ruined house to
rights. The life-size portrait of its first owner, Jean-Daniel Girard, seems to
watch her work with approval, even pleasure. With bright blue eyes, strong
features, and an athlete’s body, the viscount is a tempting sight even now,
more than three hundred years after his tragic death. But the more she looks at
the portrait, the more convinced Ella is that she’s met Jean-Daniel before. In
another life, perhaps—or maybe, as the form who haunts the halls at night,
invading Ella’s dreams…
Author
Info
Temptation
Has Green Eyes by Lynne Connolly
The Emperors of London, Book 2
The Emperors of London, Book 2
About
the book:
She
holds the key to more than a fortune…
There’s
more to love than meets the eye…
The daughter of a wealthy merchant, Sophia Russell
has no interest in marriage, especially after a recent humiliation—and
especially not to Maximilian, Marquess of Devereaux. But it’s the only way to
save herself from fortune hunters—and those who wish to seize a powerful
connection she prefers to keep secret—even from her future husband…
Marrying Sophia is the only way Max can regain the wealth his father squandered on an extravagant country palace. And while Max and his bride are civil, theirs is clearly a marriage of convenience—until a family enemy takes a questionable interest in Sophia—one that may lead all the way to the throne. Forced to become allies in a battle they hadn’t foreseen, the newlyweds soon grow closer—and discover a love, and a passion, they never expected…
Marrying Sophia is the only way Max can regain the wealth his father squandered on an extravagant country palace. And while Max and his bride are civil, theirs is clearly a marriage of convenience—until a family enemy takes a questionable interest in Sophia—one that may lead all the way to the throne. Forced to become allies in a battle they hadn’t foreseen, the newlyweds soon grow closer—and discover a love, and a passion, they never expected…
Author
Info
Lynne Connolly was born in Leicester, England, and
lived in our cobbler’s shop with my parents and sister. It was an old house and
most definitely haunted, but I didn’t find out until I left that my great uncle
had hung himself in the living room! But I think our ghost might have been
older than that. It was built on the site of the old Roman cemetery, and the
land had been constantly inhabited, being in the centre of town. Then, when the
council bought the house from us to build a road, my grandfather retired and my
father went and worked for the Post Office.
My mother was a sample machinist; that is, she worked with designers on the prototypes (models or samples) of garments. So I was very well dressed! We bought a relatively modern house in the country, and my mother was blissfully happy. It’s all very well living in a large old house, but it’s a dreadful task to keep it clean and warm!
Mr. Charles Norris needs help finding a wife…
Author Info
My mother was a sample machinist; that is, she worked with designers on the prototypes (models or samples) of garments. So I was very well dressed! We bought a relatively modern house in the country, and my mother was blissfully happy. It’s all very well living in a large old house, but it’s a dreadful task to keep it clean and warm!
My mother's side of the family are Romany gypsies,
although sadly we haven't any of the old trailers that are so astonishingly
beautiful. I was taught to read the Tarot cards, and I usually use two packs;
the Rider pack for simple readings and the Crowley Thoth pack for the complex
stuff. I've always had an interest in the paranormal and it's been a delight to
be able to put some of this into my novels
The
Spinster Bride by Jane Goodger
Lords and Ladies Series, Book 4
About
the book:
Mr. Charles Norris needs help finding a wife…
For he has the unfortunate habit of falling for
each Season's loveliest debutante, only to have his heart broken when she weds
another. Surely Lady Marjorie Penwhistle can help him. She's sensible, clever,
knows the ton, and must marry a peer, which he is not. Since she's decidedly
out of his reach, Charles is free to enjoy her refreshing honesty—and her
unexpectedly enticing kisses…
Lady
Marjorie Penwhistle doesn't want a husband…
At least not the titled-but-unbearable suitors her
mother is determined she wed. She'd rather stay unmarried and look after her
eccentric brother. Still, advising Mr. Norris is a most exciting secret
diversion. After all, how hard will it be to match-make someone so forthright,
honorable, and downright handsome? It's not as if she's in danger of finding
Charles all-too-irresistible herself…
EXCERPT
Once in the carriage, seated across from her brother, Marjorie tried to remain calm. Those words in the cryptic note nagged at her— “negotiate the terms.” What on earth could he mean by that? Her imagination suggested every scenario from her hand in marriage, to her virtue, or one of her family’s properties. But if he wanted a property, couldn’t he have negotiated that with George? Her brother was the head of the family and quite capable of such a negotiation.Oh, God, would he want . . . favors? Her stomach twisted as she tried to recall anything she could about Charles Norris. He was a gentleman—at least he had been raised that way. His brother, heir to the viscountcy, was a highly respected man with an excellent reputation.In short order, the carriage pulled up in front of the townhouse on fashionable Bury Street, not far from St. James’s Square. The streets were deserted, but well lit by gas lamps hissing in the quiet of the night. With a deep sigh, Marjorie stepped down from the carriage, ignoring the concerned look of their footman, and walked up the steps to the front door. Twisting the bell, she stepped back, clutching her fists to her stomach in a desperate attempt to squelch the sick nervousness settling there. She barely had time to collect herself when the door opened to a tall Indian man wearing a traditional dhoti and white turban.“Lady Marjorie, please come in. Mr. Norris is expecting you.”“Lovely,” Marjorie said, stepping into the dimly lit entry hall.“This way.” The servant walked down a long, dark hall, which only added to the trepidation in her heart. She thought she heard a strange grunting sound coming from the direction of their path, and she stopped dead.The man turned toward her inquiringly.“I . . . Are there no lights?”“Ah, forgive my rudeness. I am used to walking these halls in the darkness and quite forgot you are not familiar with this house.” He pulled a match from his pocket and lit a wall sconce. “Better, no?”Marjorie smiled. “Much better, thank you.”“Now we can contin—” His sentence was interrupted by a very loud and very foul curse. “Nighttime can be difficult for Mr. Norris,” the Indian said cryptically, before continuing down the hall.“Perhaps another time would be better?” Marjorie called after him.He turned again, smiling pleasantly. “This way, my lady.”With a sigh of resignation, Marjorie began walking toward the end of the hall, stopping when the man knocked softly at a door, which showed a dim light underneath. Here they would no doubt find the loud and foul-mouthed Mr. Norris.“Goddamnit, Prajit, if she ain’t here yet, leave me the fuck alone!”“Perhaps I should come back at a more respectable hour, sir?”Charles spun around from his spot by the fire where he’d stood, hoping the warmth of the flames would soothe the agonizing pain shooting through his leg. He muttered yet another curse, clenched his jaw, and forced a smile, which even he knew probably made him look like a madman.“Lady Marjorie, I apologize for the lateness of the hour, but I wanted this resolved as soon as possible.”Through the haze of pain, he was aware the lady was dressed for a ball, and he had enough wits about him to realize she’d been pulled from said ball to attend him. “And I apologize again for taking you from what I imagine was a pleasant evening.”“Perhaps more pleasant than this,” she said, raising one brow in her lovely face.Now that she was in front of him, he realized he remembered her quite well. It was rather difficult to meet Lady Marjorie Penwhistle and not remember her. She was, in fact, every Englishman’s fantasy of what an English woman should look like—if one preferred darkhaired beauties as opposed to blondes. Her complexion was near perfection, creamy and smooth with the slightest blush along her delicate cheekbones. Her nose was small, her chin perhaps a bit strong (a gift, no doubt, from her mother), but she was in no way mannish. Her eyes were dark, and in this light, he couldn’t tell if they were dark blue or perhaps brown. Her entire countenance gave her an air of authority and intelligence—and coldness. No, he wasn’t the least bit attracted to her.She would be perfect for him.
Author Info
Jane Goodger lives in Rhode Island with her husband
and three children. Jane, a former journalist, has written seven historical
romances. When she isn’t writing, she’s reading, walking, playing with her
kids, or anything else completely unrelated to cleaning a house.
Wagon
Train Cinderella by Shirley Kennedy
About
the book:
Love
can lead you out of the wilderness…
1851, Overland Trail to California. As a baby,
Callie was left on the doorstep of an isolated farmhouse in Tennessee. The
Whitaker family took her in, but have always considered her more a servant than
a daughter. Scorned by her two stepsisters, Callie is forced to work long hours
and denied an education. But a new world opens to her when the Whitakers join a
wagon train to California—guided by rugged Luke McGraw…
A loner, haunted by a painful past, Luke plans to
return to the wilderness once his work is done. But he can’t help noticing how
poorly Callie is treated—or how unaware she is of her beauty and intelligence.
As the two become closer over the long trek west, Callie’s confidence grows.
And when disaster strikes, Callie emerges as the strong one—and the woman Luke
may find the courage to love at last…
Author
Info
Shirley Kennedy was born and raised in Fresno,
California, where I graduated from Fresno High School. I lived in Canada for
many years, enjoying skiing and riding horses, and am a graduate of the
University of Calgary, Alberta, Canada with a B.S. in Computer Science.
I've had many jobs in my lifetime, including working for several years as a computer programmer/analyst. However, my true passion has always been writing. Even as a little girl I could always be found in a corner reading a book. Finally I took a big risk and decided to devote myself to writing full time. It turned out to be one of the best decisions I ever made. Now, after writing and publishing several traditional Regencies, published with Ballantine and Signet, I have switched genres and have just published my latest, Looking for Lucky, on Amazon. I'm hoping everyone who cares for animals will enjoy reading this book.
I have two daughters and am forever proud of their accomplishments--and grateful, too, that both are the kind of loving, supportive daughters every mother hopes she'll have. I live in Las Vegas, Nevada, where I belong to the Las Vegas chapter of Romance Writers of America.
I've had many jobs in my lifetime, including working for several years as a computer programmer/analyst. However, my true passion has always been writing. Even as a little girl I could always be found in a corner reading a book. Finally I took a big risk and decided to devote myself to writing full time. It turned out to be one of the best decisions I ever made. Now, after writing and publishing several traditional Regencies, published with Ballantine and Signet, I have switched genres and have just published my latest, Looking for Lucky, on Amazon. I'm hoping everyone who cares for animals will enjoy reading this book.
I have two daughters and am forever proud of their accomplishments--and grateful, too, that both are the kind of loving, supportive daughters every mother hopes she'll have. I live in Las Vegas, Nevada, where I belong to the Las Vegas chapter of Romance Writers of America.
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