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I had a blog rejected as being too pitchy yesterday and had to get another one together in a hurry. But, because I loved the blog post, I decided to use it here. And because I love you all so much, I’m giving away two copies of Desiring Lady Caro. Just answer the question I ask and tell me you’d like to have the book.

Here goes.

 

Desiring Lady Caro

Desiring Lady Caro

Desiring Lady Caro, book #4 in my The Marriage Game series, has two love stories. While Caro and Huntley get most of the attention, they are the main characters after all, I wanted to give a shout-out to Horatia and John. More properly, Lady Horatia Laughton, widow of Mr. George Laughton, and Captain John Whitton, a former privateer, who is hiding the fact that he is now an earl.

Horatia is fleeing from the same evil Venetian who is chasing Caro and Huntley, but she took a different route, hoping to throw the blackguard off.

John is actually on his way to find Horatia. Although he’s never met her, he feels as if he knows her because of the letters he received from her dead husband, who also told John, she would be perfect for him. Now that the war is over, John is determined to find Horatia.

In many ways, they provide the comic relief for the much more serious romance between Caro and Huntley, and if you’ve read my books, you know I like humor. They are both older, Horatia in the late thirties and John in his early forties, and have learned how to deal with their emotional baggage, for the most part. I’ll give you a taste of what they are like.

This is part of the scene from when they meet.

The man didn’t answer but remained where he was, embracing her. He clutched her so tightly she had to strain her neck to continue looking at him. “Thank you for catching me.”

Small lines creased the corners of his eyes as they smiled down at her. His tone was deep, and soft. “My pleasure. I count myself fortunate that I was here to stop you from falling. A dock can be a dangerous place.” He glanced around and frowned disapprovingly. “Especially when the lines aren’t properly stowed.”

His strong arms caused sparks to shoot through her all the way to her core, and her body responded to a need she’d thought long dead. Oh my! That kind of reaction would not do at all. Although the air was chilly, Horatia wished she had a fan. She really must get away from this man and the desire he was stirring. “I take it you sail?”

“You could say that.” He flashed a crooked smile.

Horatia tried to keep her eyes from widening, and smiling back. His face was browned from the sun. His jaw was square. He had an aquiline nose that appeared to have been broken at some point. Yet what held her interest were his well-molded lips and straight white teeth. Then a dimple popped out, looking so incongruous in his strong face. From his voice, one could tell he was definitely gently bred and English.

Good Lord. She was acting like a peagoose.

How do you like secondary love stories?

Now back to the blog tour. Here are my stops for today.

USA Today HEA – I’m talking about chocolate disks with Cara Elliott

Karen’s Killer Fixen’s

Romance Recipes - Also has a recipe

Romance and Beyond - talking about deleted scenes

Adventures in Authorland where I’m being interviewed.

The first three blogs are live now, the other one will be up later today. Thank you so much for sticking with me!

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I’m all over the place again today giving away books! The is the last big day of the tour so please stop by and keep me company if you can.

Buried Under Romance http://bit.ly/1csuiBr

Fresh Fiction http://bit.ly/1hnF2FG

Romance at Random. http://www.romanceatrandom.com/  They are not having a giveaway, but I will pick one of the commenters to receive a copy.

The Temptation of Lady Serena

The Temptation of Lady Serena

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The Secret Life of Miss Anna Marsh

The Secret Life of Miss Anna Marsh

Congratulations to Stacy Brutger who won a copy of The Secret Life of Miss Anna Marsh on Rakes, Rogues and Romance. Congratulations

The blog tour for The Secret Life of Miss Anna Marsh is officially over, but

The Temptation of Lady Serena

The Temptation of Lady Serena

not the pre-order releases. In August the Temptation of Lady Serena goes on

pre-order, and I’ll start another mini blog tour. I’ll also be participating in the History Lovers Blog Hop.

The Seduction of Lady Phoebe

The Seduction of Lady Phoebe

In mid-September The Seduction of Lady Phoebe releases. Not all the plans are finalized yet, but there will be giveaways and contests. Let me know your ideas. If you want to be the first to hear about them, please sign up for my newsletter.

Happy Sunday and have a wonderful week.

Ella

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I am still on Kadee McDonald’s Blog today. This is the last stop on the blog tour, and your last chance to win a copy of the book before it releases.  So please come on by and visit.

The Secret Life of Miss Anna Marsh

The Secret Life of Miss Anna Marsh

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The Craziest Blog Tour Ever

The Craziest Blog Tour Ever

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I have a treat for all of you today. Please help me welcome Carrie Hanson and Trent Lancaster from Liza O’Connor’s novel Worst Week Ever, a contemporary and a character interview. I know you never thought you’d see that here! But Liza is such a gifted author, and her characters are so engaging, I couldn’t resist. Liza is also giving away prizes. To be eligible, please leave a comment saying you want to be included in the drawing.

Carrie and Trent, welcome to my blog.

Carrie: Thank you. We’re glad to be here. Liza told us you were very nice.

Ella:  Now, if you could go back in time, can you tell me who you would like to be.

Trent:  I’ve recently learned the skill of google. I have chosen Prince Leopold of Sax Fifth Avenue.

Carrie: Do you mean Prince Leopold of Saxe-Coburg Sallfied, who would later become the King Leopold of Belgium?

Leopold

Trent: Yes, he seemed most like me.

Ella: Interesting choice. How so?

Trent: Well, he looks a great deal like me. I’d never wear those sideburns, but even with them, he manages to look very handsome and he’s a very sharp dresser.

trent 007 sml

Ella: He is most handsome. I want everyone to know that Liza painted that herself.

Trent: And he married a delightful, determined young woman named Charlotte and kept her at his side throughout her entire life.

Leopold wedding

Ella: While I agree Leopold and Charlotte did appear to marry for love–

Trent: Yes, she was slotted for another, but I, I mean, he won out.

This is purported to be their first meeting:  L&C 1st metting

Ella: Without doubt, she clearly liked Leopold. In 1816 she writes to her father

‘I find him charming, and go to bed happier than I have ever done yet in my life … I am certainly a very fortunate creature, & have to bless God. A Princess never, I believe, set out in life (or married) with such prospects of happiness, real domestic ones like other people.’

Trent: Who cares what she wrote her father. After the honeymoon she declared him ‘the perfection of  a lover.’ And the feeling were mutual. He always wanted Charlotte at his side, as proven by his statement “Except when I went out to shoot, we were together always, and we could be together, we did not tire.”

So you see, it’s a perfect match for me. I could not have done better in my selection. It’s even  in the correct time frame.

Ella fans self: Er, yes, you did well except for one small matter. Charlotte dies while giving birth a year later at the age of 21.

Trent: Yes, but I would not have allowed that to happened. For one thing, I would have never allowed her to gain weight.

Ella mutters: Hard not to gain weight while pregnant.

Trent: Well not so much weight, and I wouldn’t have let the doctors bleed her. I would have brought in better doctors at the first sign of trouble. No. Had it been me, Carrie…I mean Charlotte would have lived a long life at my side.

Ella: *turns to Carrie* And who did you chose, Carrie?

Trent: She chooses Charlotte!

Ella says gently: Trent, please allow Carrie to speak for herself.

Carrie: *places her hand on Trent’s arm*  Let me choose someone that lives a bit longer and makes a difference in the world like Florence Nightingale.

Charlotte

Trent: Gads, she’s not nearly pretty enough.

Carrie: That is entirely irrelevant. However, for your information, she was considered attractive, slender and graceful.

Trent grumbles: Well then, the artist didn’t do his job.

Ella: She was also known to have great charm when she wished, a sharp tongue when needed, and a radiant smile.

Trent: Now that sounds like Carrie. Could you not fine a better picture?

Carrie: It doesn’t matter. The important point is that she took it upon herself to become educated in the science of nursing. Until this point, nurses were little more than scrub maids. She, and 38 nurses she trained, tended the wounded of the Crimean War. The Dictionary of National Biography in 1911 claimed her actions reduced the death rate from what would have been 42% to 2%. That is a major accomplishment in any era of time.

Trent: The percentage change seems high to me.

Ella: Perhaps I should ring for tea.

Carrie: Thank you, Ella. *she turns back to Trent* Ten times more solders died from Typhoid, Typhus, Cholera and dysentery than battle wounds. Florence’s request for a Sanitary Commission who saw to the flushing of sewers and improving ventilation saved far more lives than the battle wounds she tended.

Trent: *smiles at Ella* Just like Carrie. If she can’t solve a problem one way, she doesn’t give up. She just finds another way to get the job done.

*grips Carrie’s hand* I still want you to be Charlotte, only with me you’ll live a full life. You can improve my kingdom in Belgium. I know it’s not very large, but I’m sure there are things that need fixing.

Carrie: *sighs happily* Do you see how wonderful he is when he isn’t stressed?

Ella: Much better than I expected. You surprised me, Trent. I’ve heard you be described as an outrageous, ill-tempered bad boy.  Yet, you’ve been the perfect gentleman today.”

Trent: Have you been talking to my driver? You can’t believe a word that diabolical creature says.

Ella: Actually, I read the blurb.

Trent: The one that Liza O’Connor wrote? Ignore it. Woman’s a complete loon.

Ella: Oh, dear. I think you still have some work to do, Carrie.

Carrie smiles: Liza just wants to lower expectations. While Trent is improving, we’ve still got some issues to work on.

Ella: Well, I wish you luck.

Trent: What about me? Don’t I deserve a wish as well?

Ella smiles politely:  Yes. Trent, I wish you luck as well.

Trent: Ha! I don’t need luck. I’ve got Carrie. Except this last week was pretty horrible. Okay, you can wish me luck.

Ella: Ah, tea has arrived. Trent why don’t you try a biscuit or one of these lovely lemon tarts?

Carrie whispers to Ella:  That should keep him quiet for a while.

Now, what you’ve all been waiting for. The cover, blurb and an excerpt from Liza O’Connor’s The Worst Week Ever.

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Worst Week Ever

by Liza O’Connor

New Adult, Humor, Contemporary

BLURB

What do you get when you put a hardworking, can-do middle-class young woman together with a egoistical, outrageous, billionaire boss, then throw in the worst week of disasters imaginable?

Book 1 of the 3 book series A Long Road to Love.

 

Worst Week Ever ~ Coming July 15th

 

Trent Lancaster spends one month without his Executive Assistant, or as his drivers refers to Carrie: ‘Trent’s brain, left hand, and right hand’. He’s had a miserable month without her at his side and to ensure it never happens again, he intends to marry his brilliant beauty. Only given all the times he’s threatened to fire her, he’s not sure she even likes him. However, the future of his company and his happiness depend upon him succeeding, so Trent begins a slow one week seduction that happens to coincide with Carrie’s Worst Week Ever when everything that can go wrong does so in hilarious form.

(Hilarious to the reader–Carrie is not having much fun this week.)

EXCERPT

Closing his eyes, Trent enjoyed the pleasure of Carrie’s body pressed against his.

His eyes popped open in horror. Oh God, David’s right. I am besotted.

What the hell was he thinking?

Statistically, his relationships never lasted more than a month and they always ended badly. A billionaire who couldn’t make a relationship last more than a month. How horrible did he have to be to chase off women who had a billion reasons to stick it out?

If he became involved with his most valuable employee, in a month, she’d dump him and quit. Then his business would collapse into chaos and he’d finally prove his father right. The old man constantly claimed Trent was a worthless human being and the world’s worst businessman.

And then Carrie arrived and single handedly saved his company. She never gave up. If one solution failed, she’d find another way to resolve the problem.

He smiled at his sleeping EA. If anyone could make him into a better man, it would be her. Carrie could solve any problem, had the patience of a saint, and the determination of a pitbull. Best of all, she loved a challenge.

Author Bio:

Liza lives in Denville, NJ with her dog Jess. They hike in fabulous woods every day, rain or shine, sleet or snow. Having an adventurous nature, she learned to fly small cessnas in NJ, hang-glide in New Zealand, kayak in Pennsylvania, ski in New York, scuba dive with great white sharks in Australia, dig up dinosaur bones in Montana, sky dive in Indiana, and raft a class four river in Tasmania. She’s an avid gardener, amateur photographer, and dabbler in watercolors and graphic arts. Yet through her entire life, her first love has and always will be writing novels. She loves to create interesting characters, set them loose, and scribe what happens.

Author Links

FOR MORE INFORMATION ABOUT

LIZA O’CONNOR

Liza’s Blog and Website   Facebook   Twitter

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Please stop by Rakes, Rogues, and Romance to read an interview with Miss Anna Marsh. Leave a comment for an opportunity to win a copy of The Secret Life of Miss Anna Marsh.

The Secret Life of Miss Anna Marsh

The Secret Life of Miss Anna Marsh

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Come strut your stuff. Post your blurb with a buy link, or, if you’re not published yet, post an excerpt with your blog or website.

The Secret Life of Miss Anna Marsh

The Secret Life of Miss Anna Marsh

Here is mine from my from The Secret Life of Miss Anna Marsh, book #2 in The Marriage Game.

Since she was a young girl, Anna Marsh has dreamed of Sebastian, Baron Rutherford asking for her hand in marriage. But that was in another life when her brother Harry was alive, before she vowed to secretly continue the work he valiantly died for. Now as Sebastian finally courts Anna, she must thwart his advances. Were he to discover her secret, he would never deem her a suitable wife…

Sebastian has always known Anna would become his wife someday. He expects few obstacles, but when she dissuades him at every turn he soon realizes there is much more to this intriguing woman. Somehow he must prove to her that they are meant to be together. But first he must unravel the seductive mystery that is Miss Anna Marsh…

Amazon US ~ Amazon Canada ~  Amazon France  ~  Amazon Germany ~ Amazon UK Barns & Nobel ~ Kensington * iTunes

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Let’s start with the winners of The Secret Life of Miss Anna Marsh!!

CongratulationsCongratulations to:

Adventures in Authorland ~ Juanita Decuir

Jenna Jaxon’s Blog ~ bn100

The big news this week is that I got my cover for The Temptation of Lady Serena Book #3 of The Marriage Game which will release on January 14, 2014.

I have to tell you I love this cover. Let me know what you think.

SERENA

Oh! You want to know more? Here is the back cover copy and an excerpt.

Ella Quinn’s bachelors in The Marriage Game series are charming and cunning when it comes to the ways of love—until the right woman captures their unsuspecting hearts… 

Custom-made gowns…nights at the theater…and a host of eligible bachelors. Accustomed to living a quiet life in the Scottish Borderlands, Lady Serena Weir has never had any of these luxuries. But when Serena’s brother demands she finally have a Season in London, she’s thrust into a glamorous world she’s only dreamed of…

Robert, Viscount Beaumont remembers all too well what it feels like to be in love. That is why he must keep his distance from Serena. He’s only felt his pulse stir the way it does now when he made the mistake of loving the wrong woman once before. Yet the more he strives to resist his feelings, the nearer he is to falling under Serena’s seductive spell…

Early the next morning, Serena ordered a stable-boy to saddle Shamir.

After he’d done as she bid, he glanced toward the stable. “I’ll just get your groom, Will, to go with ye, my lady.”

Serena’s nerves were strung too tightly for company. She needed a good gallop this morning, and Will would slow her down. “No, I’ll be fine without him.”

The boy helped her mount without arguing. After she’d cleared the stable yard, Serena cantered south up a rise and gazed out over the still barren fields. The frost was not as heavy this morning, nor the air quite as cold. It was late, but spring was coming. The land tugged at her. She’d rather be planting than dancing.

A man on a large black horse appeared in the valley and stared up at her. He looked tall, but it was hard to tell at this distance. A breeze ruffled his fair hair as he rode toward her. After a few moments, Serena realized he was riding not simply in her direction, but to her. Her aunt had warned her not to ride alone. Was this man the reason for the warning? Whirling Shamir around, she gave the horse his head and rode back to her to aunt’s house as if someone was chasing her.

Robert Beaumont rode toward the woman on the crest of the hill. She sat atop a raking roan, much too large for a lady. Her riding habit, a dull rust color, reminded him of autumn leaves. Her long auburn hair curled down her back, and she wore a small hat with some sort of feather—pheasant, by the way it stuck out. He wondered how the devil she kept the hat on her head with her hair down. His interest piqued, he urged his horse to a trot. As he neared, she took off at a fast gallop.

She was gone when he reached the top of the hill. Beaumont looked out over the valley. A horse and rider were in the north. How had she got that far so quickly? Disgruntled, he turned and rode home. After throwing his reins to a groom, he strode through the doors into the main hall and called to his housekeeper, “Norry!”

She came out from a parlor. “I’m here, my lord. There’s no reason to shout.”

“Who lives to the north?”

“Well, my lord,” she muttered, “if you were here more often, you’d know. It’s a widow lady. I can’t remember her name right off my head. Why?”

Ignoring Norry’s all too familiar complaint, he pressed for more information. “Does she have any children?”

The housekeeper narrowed her eyes. “I heard all her children are grown. She moved here after her son married. Now, if you’ll excuse me, my lord, I have work to do.”

“Norry, let me know if you remember. Especially if it concerns an auburn-haired female.”

Master Robert,” she began in a censorious tone, “we’ll have none of your carrying on up here. You leave it in London.” She nodded her head curtly and left.

Beaumont clenched his jaw and stormed off to his study, cursing the fact that so many of his servants had been with him since childhood, and never let him forget it.

And finally, in case you didn’t notice, I changed the blog banner. How do you like it?

Check out my website for the latest blog tour dates. Have a great Sunday and rest of the week.

Ella

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Please stop by Liza O’Conner’s Blog and read the interview Liza has with the Secret Life of Miss Anna Marsh the book. There is also a give away.

The Secret Life of Miss Anna Marsh

The Secret Life of Miss Anna Marsh

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Not only did Susana post a review for The Secret Life of Miss Anna Marsh, she also had Lady P con invite Lord Rutherford, the hero in The Secret Life of Miss Anna Marsh, to tea. Come see what happens when he accepts the invitation. Come by Susana’s Parlour and see how he does keeping his business to himself. Post a comment for a chance to win a copy of The Secret Life of Miss Anna Marsh.

The Secret Life of Miss Anna Marsh

The Secret Life of Miss Anna Marsh

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