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PRIDE OF LYON’S Book Blast & Giveaway

GENRE: Historical Romance

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Enter the world of the most notorious gambling den in London, where matches are made… unusually. Welcome to the world of THE LYON’S DEN: The Black Widow of Whitehall Connected World, where the underground of Regency London thrives… and loves.

What’s a young lady to do when a powerful lord tries to abscond with her and make her his mistress?

When you’re Miss Honoria Quinn, you leap from his carriage and run like the wind to find some place to hide. Trouble is, Honoria mistakenly chooses The Lyon’s Den, a disreputable gambling house as her sanctuary, a move that ends up with her having to make another choice at the hands of the Den’s match-making proprietor Mrs. Dove-Lyons: wed a complete stranger or become the lord’s mistress.

No good deed goes unpunished…

Thomas, Lord Braeton agrees to attend a wager at The Lyon’s Den only to keep his brother-in-law out of trouble. What he doesn’t count on is becoming embroiled in one of Mrs. Dove-Lyons’s schemes to marry him off. But when he tries to come to the aid of another peer, Thomas finds the only honorable thing he can do to save Miss Quinn’s reputation is put aside his hopes for a love match for himself and instead offer to marry her.

As Thomas and Honoria set out on a wary journey to matrimony, can they learn to live together and hope love will grow between them? Or are they doomed to a loveless marriage of convenience from which one or both will want to escape?

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Excerpt:

“I can be very generous with you if you are equally generous with me.”

Then, quicker than a striking snake, he sank his mouth onto hers.

Completely shocked, Honoria couldn’t think what to do, leaving Lord Danford to take full advantage of her paralyzed body. Thrusting his tongue into her mouth, he plundered here and there, then pushed incredibly deeply into her throat until she almost gagged. Meanwhile, he slid his hands up onto her breasts, squeezing them until they ached, even through her clothing. At last, he released her right breast and that hand suddenly tried to worm its way underneath her skirts, his fingers brushing her knee, her thigh…

That touch, on her most intimate flesh, acted as a bucket of cold water thrown in Honoria’s face. She gasped as though coming up for air and was suddenly free of the deadly paralysis. Rearing back, she brought her arms up between them, planted her hands squarely on his chest, and heaved him across the carriage into the opposite corner. His head hit the windowpane with a crack, eliciting a groan from the man.

Lord Danford slowly sat up rubbing the back of his head. He cocked his head and frowned, like a puzzled hound. Without hesitation, Honoria grabbed the door handle, wrenched it downward, and threw it open.

The cobbled pavement flew by with dizzying speed, but she had no other choice. Taking a deep breath, and sending up a fervent prayer, she jumped.

AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Jenna Jaxon is a best-selling author of historical romance, writing in a variety of time periods because she believes that passion is timeless. She has been reading and writing historical romance since she was a teenager. A romantic herself, Jenna has always loved a dark side to the genre, a twist, suspense, a surprise. She tries to incorporate all of these elements into her own stories.

She lives in Virginia with her family and a small menagerie of pets–including two vocal cats, one almost silent cat, two curious bunnies, and a Shar-pei mix named Frenchie.

Blog:  http://www.jennajaxon.wordpress.com

Facebook:  https://www.facebook.com/jenna.jaxon

Twitter:  https://twitter.com/Jenna_Jaxon

Instagram: passionistimeless

TicTok: @jennajaxon1

BUY LINK: https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B0B2B8KLB3

GIVEAWAY INFORMATION and RAFFLECOPTER CODE

Jenna Jaxon will be awarding a $20 Amazon or B/N GC to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour. Enter to win a $20 Amazon/BN GC – a Rafflecopter giveaway @ http://www.rafflecopter.com/rafl/display/28e4345f4271

The more you comment, the better your chances of winning. The tour dates can be found here:

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Spring For Love Blog Hop~ Dawn Ireland

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Dawn Ireland - The Perfect Duke

 The Perfect Duke 

Genre: Historical

Heat Level of book:  Hot

 Blurb

Known as The Marble Duke amongst the Ton, Garret Weston, the Duke of Kendal sets himself apart from his peers. Nothing will hinder his guilt-driven attempt to become a perfect duke.  Nothing that is, save the alluring and imaginative betrothed he’d thought dead. His intended believes-of all things-that she is a Vicar’s daughter. The “perfect” duke needs a “perfect” duchess, but how was he to discern her suitability? Employing her as a governess to his niece seemed like an ideal solution. But whose “suitability” is being tested? His betrothed refuses to see he is beyond redemption. And most grievous of all, she stirs his blood, making him forget what’s important.

Cara believes fairy tales really can come true, until she meets the unrelenting and arrogant Duke of Kendal. He looks like a Prince, but acts like a Beast. Why must he challenge her at every turn? Her greatest peril is her attraction to the vulnerable, seductive man behind the title. A match between them would be impossible. But can she show him, without losing her heart that “perfect” is in the eye of the beholder?

 Author Links

Websitewww.dawn-ireland.com

Blog: www.authordawnIreland.wordpress.com

Twitter: Twitter.com/AuthorDIreland

Facebook: Facebook.com/DawnIrelandAuthor

Buy Link

http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00BT0NGOC

Author Bio

“Once Upon a Time” are four of Dawn’s favorite words. After all, they start stories that contains a touch of magic and a large dose of romance.  Her tales are set in England or Scotland during the late 1700’s, where her characters discover love is never easy, but always worthwhile. After all, isn’t love worth breaking the rules?

 One thing I love about Spring:

As a gardener, the tender flower shoots popping through the rain-moistened soil remind me that I should be open to new beginnings.  This rebirth is true magic. It amazes me each year that such beauty and life can come from Winter’s stark landscape.

Giveaway

 The Spring for Love Bog Hop is also having an awesome giveaway (via Rafflecopter). Click the link below to enter.

   http://www.rafflecopter.com/rafl/display/153622a63/

 Check out other sites for more entries and more great book info!

http://cynthiagail.com/spring-for-love-blog-hop/    

 The Spring for Love Blog Hop is also live on Facebook @

https://www.facebook.com/CynthiaGailRomance/app_228910107186452

New Release Friday presents Beppie Harrison

New Release Friday presents Beppie Harrison and her novel The Broken Heart.

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 Blurb

On an Irish hilltop, gazing out from the centuries-old stone mansion in which she’d been born, Lady Caroline Hawthorne looks past the brilliantly green lawns surrounding Kendall House.  Beyond them all she can see are flower-bedecked and candle-lit ballrooms of London where she will glide among the dancers, as beautifully dressed as any. She will attend the glittering London theaters, to see and be seen; she will step out of a launch at the Vauxhall Pleasure Gardens and drink champagne, eat strawberries and dance, laugh, and fall in love.

It is 1811, the wondrous year when Caroline will at last leave provincial Ireland and make her way to the elegance and excitement of London—the center of her dreams for years past. Indeed, Caroline sails across the Irish Sea to make her debut in all the splendor of the Season, and it seems all of her dreams are coming true. She falls in love with the Earl of Linnell, the heir to his father, the Duke of Apthorp, and he is enchanted by her. They marry that summer, and happily ever after begins.

But happily ever after is transformed into aching heartbreak, and Caroline stumbles from the heights of romance to the emptiness of despair. Forced into starting again by the unexpected cruelty of events spinning out of her control, Caroline must find the path back to an endurable pattern of life, trying not to hope, learning to deal with life as it is. And, should love come again, will she dare open her heart again to meet it?

Excerpt

Suffolk, England – 1811

 She had never been this happy.

Lady Caroline Robinson, Countess of Ross, pressed her heels lightly against her horse’s side. Admittedly Caroline was no fearless rider, but the obliging mare her husband had insisted she ride today would have been more suitable for a child or a delicate old lady. The horse lacked a single competitive bone in her body. This was the third time Caroline had made an attempt to catch up to Henry, riding swiftly ahead. Her husband—how she liked the sound of those words.

How long had they been married?  Not yet six months. His blond hair flew loose, just as it looked when she ran her fingers through it in their great bed. That would be at night, of course. This was the morning of a sunny autumn day, the only clouds white puffy ones that floated far away toward the horizon. The tall grasses and dry leaves added some fragrance to the air as the three of them rode across the field, Henry in front as always. Behind him came his brother, Lord Eustace, and a great deal to the rear, Caroline.

Henry was laughing back at her. “Caroline! My love!” he shouted over his shoulder. “You’re such a slow coach!”

“It’s this horse—stupid old Bluebell,” she called to him. “She’s the slowest in the stables, and you know it.”

He was still laughing. “Better safe than sorry. She must have a bit more speed than that, dear heart.”  She shook her head at him, blushing a little. Her heart tightened with pleasure. It was so like Henry to share his endearments for her with anyone who happened to be around. He loved her as completely as she loved him and far more openly.

Still well ahead, Henry turned his horse to wait for her. The great bay, Sylvester, was as eager to keep speeding forward as his master was, and clearly unhappy at being held back. Henry laughed, both at the horse and at Caroline. She gradually approached at the much slower pace that Bluebell maintained.

“Come on, Caroline,” he called to her, shaking his head, his broad smile still on his face. “A sheep crosses the road faster than you do. Sylvester is losing whatever patience he had.”

“So go on!” Caroline waved her hand. “I’ll catch up.”

He hesitated, but only for a moment and then, Eustace now close behind him, raced off toward the distant end of the meadow, marked by a stone wall. Caroline settled back in her saddle, no longer trying to match his pace. Bluebell was clearly bumping along as fast as she intended to move.

They trundled along, Caroline enjoying the lovely morning and the delightful picture the two men ahead of her made, almost like a portrait of horsemen at play. They were side by side until abruptly Henry veered off to the right, toward the closer wall running down the edge of the field.

“I’ll bet I can take this one!” Henry’s voice floated back to her.

Buy Link

http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00L5VME10

Find out more about Beppie and her books @

RomancingtheEras.com

Multicultural Romance Blog-A-Thon presents Alyssa Cole

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History, in Technicolor

Close your eyes. Wait, you need them to read this post…okay, just use your imagination, then. When I say the words “historical romance” what comes to mind? Sexy Scottish highlanders? Delicious dukes? Heroines with flame red hair and milky skin, right? Historical romance, more than any other subgenre, is automatically equated with white heroes and heroines. Why is this? Most of the earth’s population is some shade or other of brown, and they have been so for time immemorial. People of color have been traveling the world, freely and by force, and part of many historical societies (check out Medieval POC if you doubt me). So why is it that mainstream historical romance seems to be reserved for those who pass the (white) paper bag test?

I know some of you will say, “But what about the Lord so-and so’s man-servants and Lady Fiddle-dee-dee’s maids?” Stop right there. The token magical Negroes, mystical South Asians, and Noble Savages that grace the pages of many a historical don’t count. We don’t need historical romances in which the people of color are only there to clumsily shore up historical reality; we need romances in which they are historical reality. Well-rounded, smart, strong characters with lives, loves, and adventures of their own.

What about Beverly Jenkins, you might ask. The woman is a godsend and I worship at her alter, but she shouldn’t have to shoulder the burden of multicultural historical romance alone. And readers should have easy access to more than one person’s vision of history for people of color.

I’m not writing this to disparage historical romance—I love it dearly. I just want to encourage more diversity in historical romance. History, American history in particular, is chock-a-block with AMAZING real-life people and settings that would make for wonderful, vivid historical romance, yet these stories are generally overlooked, leaving readers to believe that people of color were…somewhere else?…while all of the action was happening.

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To remedy this, I’ve started writing historical fiction that features characters of color. My first endeavor is Be Not Afraid, a story in the Revolutionary War anthology For Love & Liberty: Untold Love Stories of the American Revolution. It follows Elijah Sutton, a black slave fighting for the Patriots, and Kate Foster, a runaway who has thrown in her lot with the British. With this story, I hoped to entertain the reader, but also provide a view that isn’t often represented: that of the enslaved people in this country who fought and bled for the Colonies and were then written out of the history books for their troubles.

The other authors on the anthology, Lena Hart (who kicked off the blog-a-thon by writing about our book), Kate McMurray, and Stacey Agdern, are also committed to providing a more diverse view, and their tales follow a Native woman and the British soldier she falls for; a white man and his mixed race valet who must decide where the war will take them; and a Jewish couple struggling to stay united when the coming war would tear them apart.

For those of you who love historical romance and wish that you could see more reflections of yourself in the genre: your time is coming! Learn more about For Love & Liberty, here. Also, leave a comment with your thoughts on multicultural historical romances to win a copy of Beverly Jenkins’s NightHawk!

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About the Author

Alyssa Cole is a Brooklyn-based romance writer; she hosts a Romance Book Club and teaches romance writing at the Jefferson Market Library in NYC. www.alyssacole.com

 

 

 

Multicultural Romance Blog-A-Thon featuring P.J. Dean

Thank you, Yolanda for the opportunity to share my work on the Blog-a-Thon. I write both interracial historical romance and interracial paranormal romance but my present series is paranormal. My series, THE FELIG CHRONICLES, follows an interracial pair who join together to fight Earth-invading aliens and growing feelings for one another. Book three, UNION, the latest in the series was released in November 2013. I’m had a blast creating this alternate Earth and continue to have fun. I hope readers find it intriguing.

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A shape-shifting, alien race (The Felig) has invaded Earth. To live, they must siphon human energy. When the story opens, the Felig have been here for several years. The world population has coped somewhat but lives in a state of total paranoia. No one can trust anyone because no one knows who anyone really is. My African-American heroine and my Caucasian hero, Tina Cain and Nate Lowe, meet at a time of mutual crisis and need. Both have secrets that they want to remain hidden otherwise these truths may break apart the fledgling union.

 My Blog

http://wwwdiverseviews.blogspot.com

 Buy Link for the series

http://www.extasybooks.com/the-felig-chronicles-1/