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Good morning and Happy Sunday!!

Since Alana Lucas already announced her winner, let’s begin with the winner of Jacki Delecki’s book!! Congratulations to Julie Fetter!!

The book news is heating up! My editor contacted me last week with two pieces of news. First, they are getting ready to send me the ARC copies of Three Weeks to Wed. So, early next year you can expect to see posts about winning ARCs.

 

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In the first book of her dazzling new series, bestselling author Ella Quinn introduces the soon-to-be Earl and Countess of Worthington—lovers who have more in common than they yet know. The future promises to be far from boring…

Lady Grace Carpenter is ready to seize the day—or rather, the night—with the most compelling man she’s ever known. Marriage would mean losing guardianship of her beloved siblings, and surely no sane gentleman will take on seven children not his own. But if she can have one anonymous tryst with Mattheus, Earl of Worthington, Grace will be content to live out the rest of her life as a spinster.

Matt had almost given up hope of finding a wife who could engage his mind as well as his body. And now this sensual, intelligent woman is offering herself to him. What could be more perfect? Except that after one wanton night, the mysterious Grace refuses to have anything to do with him. Amid the distractions of the Season he must convince her, one delicious encounter at a time, that no obstacle—or family—is too much for a man who’s discovered his heart’s desire…

The second piece of news is that the cover for the second book in The Worthingtons, When a Marquis Chooses a Bride, has a final cover! The cover will be revealed in my December newsletter which will come out any day now.

I am also having a cat naming contest for the third book in the series in the news letter. If you haven’t already signed up you can do it here.

On to boat news. We have been on the move shuffling back and forth between St. Thomas and the British Virgin Islands. We have one more trip to St. Thomas, then Christmas in the BVI before we head to St. Martin.

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How have you been and what have you been doing?

Ella

 

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I’m finally back, but only for another week. After that, I’ll be off on a ten to fourteen day passage to the Caribbean.

Let’s begin with the weekend’s book winners! Congratulations to Gaelicark who won Nicola Davidson’s book, OFK_1600One Forbidden Knight!

CR - ebook coverCongratulations also goes to Jeanne Miro for winning Louisa Cornell’s book Christmas Revels!

 

 

 

As for my book news. Enticing Miss Eugénie Villaret is on a BookBub sale today for $.99!!

Enticing Miss Eugenie Villaret

Here is the blurb.

Ella Quinn’s intriguing and irresistible bachelors are masters in the game of seduction. But nothing has the power to change a single man’s mind like a captivating woman…  

William, Viscount Wivenly, plans to remain the most eligible of bachelors. He refuses to surrender to the schemes of husband-hunting ladies and matchmaking mamas. Fleeing the pressure of the ton, he’s bent on finding refuge in the West Indies. What he finds instead is a fascinating stranger, a woman so unlike those of his society that he can’t resist such a beguiling distraction… 

Determined to let nothing complicate her mission to protect her family’s livelihood while covertly rescuing orphaned slave children, Miss Eugénie Villaret does her best to evade suitors. But when dashing William lures her down a path of forbidden adventure and delicious danger, she may be convinced that business can indeed be mixed with pleasure—and persuaded to add passion to her priorities…

And buy links. Amazon ~ B&N ~ iTunes ~ Kobo

Fun stuff has been going on with my November release, Miss Featherton’s Christmas Prince. She received a 4-star review from Romantic Times.

The Marriage Games series winds down in this last entry that is full of surprises. Victims of a matchmaking godmother and a dowager duchess, Meg and Damon slowly realize they are meant for each other in Quinn’s entertaining novel. Poignant at times, it’s a story to savor by a crackling fire.

And a 4.5 star Top Pick from Night Owl Reviews!

Ella Quinn gifts readers with a lovely historical, holiday romance.

Meg Featherton aims to have a fiancée before the holiday season ends, however she’s convinced after two separate heartbreak that love is not in the cards for her and settles on an amiable man she believes will make a suitable husband. The Marquis of Hawksworth has other plans he wants Meg for himself and he’s determined she’ll fall in love with him. With the help of some allies can Damon win her over?

Buy links can be found here.

Hubby and I have been doing a great deal of traveling in the past few weeks. After the Annapolis Sailboat show, I went to the NJ RWA conference, and got to hang out with reader and author friends. Then we started heading south staying in Rhode River, Solomons, Ingram Bay, Deltavilla, and Poquoson until we reached Hampton, VA earlier today.

Anchorage in PAX RiverDeltaville, VA

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Hampton Univ Anchorage

From here I’ll be dividing my time between getting the next book done and preparing the boat for going off-shore.

How have you been doing?

Ella

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Happy Sunday! Let’s start with the winner of Pamela Nowak’s book! Congratulations goes to Liette Bougie!

For members of my newsletter list, I’ll be including an exclusive excerpt from Chapter Two of Three Weeks to Wed, book #1 in The Worthingtons. If you’d like to read the excerpt. You can sign up for my newsletter here. Three Weeks To Wed revise

I hope you are all much warmer than I’ve been this week. We have no heat on the boat, and the heater I ordered has not yet arrived.

We are about an hour south of Annapolis by water (or fifteen minutes by car) and were under a hurricane threat until Friday morning.

Camp Letts

This view hasn’t changed much at all this week, although, on Wednesday we did see children braving the wind, cold, and, eventually, rain.

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I’ve been through a number of hurricanes and a typhoon, but never on a boat before. Suffice it to say that despite my apparent sangfroid, “Honey, we’ll be fine here. If need be, we will just go a little upriver.” I had a hard time concentrating on anything but the weather, and very little writing was accomplished on, A Promise of Love, a novella that will be published in February as part of a boxed set. I did manage to scribble this.

Before assisting her into the town coach, Frank kissed the palm of Jenny’s hand, closing her fingers around it. “Until this evening.”

She wished she did not have to leave, but at least she’d see him soon. “Until then.”

Once she was settled, he shut the door, and Geoff used his cane to tap on the roof. The carriage lurched forward, and they were soon traveling through Town. She glanced out the window, wishing again that she had not had to leave, but perhaps a little distance would do she and Frank good. At his brother’s house, it would have been hard to stay away from him. And, if she was honest, out of his bed. Now that temptation was gone. After all, she had only met him last night. Normally, she was slow to take to a new person, but he had captured her interest almost immediately.

“You seem quite taken with Lord Frank,” Sarah said.

Jenny wasn’t sure if she was ready to share her feelings yet. Her aunt might think it was too soon to feel so much for a man. She gave herself an inner shrug. It was her life and her decision. “I am. He has asked if he could court me, and I gave him permission.”

Across the short expanse of the coach, Geoff barked a laugh and held out his hand. “You owe me a guinea, my love.”

Sarah fished a coin out of her reticule, handing it over.

“You wagered on me?” Jenny couldn’t believe what had happened. “You never gamble.”

A blush stole up Sarah’s neck into her cheeks. “Yes, well, I did not think I would lose. Therefore, it was not wagering.”

We went to a sailor’s conference over this weekend and were able to commiserate with the other sailors in the anchorage. We’re now just experiencing high winds.

Hopefully, the winds will die out tomorrow, and we will be able to make out way up to Annapolis for the sailboat show.

How was your week?

Ella

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I apologize for  posting late. We had some interesting seas as we sailed down the Chesapeake Bay to Solomons, Maryland. But, let’s get started! As always, we begin with the winner of Friday’s guest author, Caroline Warfield! Congratulations go to Glenda and Julie Fetter!!

On to book/author news. Sadly, I will be paring down the information on my blog and moving it over to my website. I do have several good reasons for this, the main one being that I have a webmistress, and it’s easier for her to just maintain one site. I will still be blogging on Friday, Sunday, and Monday. The good news is that I’ll be adding stuff to the website, so I hope you’ll stop by. I am also working on increasing my mailing list. My subscriber numbers are abysmally low. Ergo, several of my author friends have agreed to run a contest to help me increase the readers subscribed. It will take place in November after I get back down to the Caribbean. More news on that later.

I finally finished my copy edits for Three Weeks to Wed and am back to working on my novella, A Promise of Love. The novella will be released in a boxset with several other authors. I’m really excited about the novella and the series which I’m calling The Trevors. It’s about the children of a curmudgeonly duke who, unsurprisingly, wants to control his children’s lives. Once I finish it, I’ll post the blurb and an excerpt.

On to boat news. We’ve been in Annapolis for a few days, went down the Rhodes River, and are now in  a  slip at a Navy marina in the Solomons.

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Tomorrow, we’re renting a car and heading for southern Illinois to see his family. Unfortunately, there is no internet there, so I’ll be popping into the library every once and a while. We’re taking Alicianna puppy and Raphaella. This will be interesting as Alicianna hasn’t been off the boat for more than 24 hours before. Alicianna Aug 2015

Raphaella 3.15Raphaella, having lived with use in Europe, is a seasoned traveler. We’ll see how it goes.

Because I cannot count on having an internet connection to post as usual, I’ve decided to have a contest, so don’t forget to stop by.

What have you been doing this week?

Ella

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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I’m back from vacation, mostly, but I’ll tell you about that in a little bit. First, lets start with the winner of Sally MacKenzie’s book, What do to with a Duke.  What To Do With A Duke finalCongratulations goes to Neva Brown!

 

Before I went on holiday, I turned in book #2 of The Worthingtons. As you know, I’m an not good with titles, although I did like Unscrambling the Marquis. My editor did not agree and suggested When a Marquis Choses a Bride. Which I have to admit is a better title than mine. Then again, he’s been thinking up titles a lot longer than I have. A few days later he sent me the line edits. Included in the package were several of these! FlatsMost of them are going to go to my assistant, because she is more easily able to send them out to people, but I’m going to give away one of them today. Leave a comment if you’d like it. And, naturally, since I have cover flats, I’ll also be receiving ARCs sometime before the book releases.

Here is a larger copy of the front cover.

Three Weeks To Wed reviseand the blurb.

In the first book of her dazzling new series, bestselling author Ella Quinn introduces the soon-to-be Earl and Countess of Worthington—lovers who have more in common than they yet know. The future promises to be far from boring…

Lady Grace Carpenter is ready to seize the day—or rather, the night—with the most compelling man she’s ever known. Marriage would mean losing guardianship of her beloved siblings, and surely no sane gentleman will take on seven children not his own. But if she can have one anonymous tryst with Mattheus, Earl of Worthington, Grace will be content to live out the rest of her life as a spinster.

Matt had almost given up hope of finding a wife who could engage his mind as well as his body. And now this sensual, intelligent woman is offering herself to him. What could be more perfect? Except that after one wanton night, the mysterious Grace refuses to have anything to do with him. Amid the distractions of the Season he must convince her, one delicious encounter at a time, that no obstacle—or family—is too much for a man who’s discovered his heart’s desire…

And an excerpt.

Dawn had still not broken when Matt awoke. Soon he would be an engaged man. He finally understood the looks of love and possession he’d seen in his friends’ faces when they glanced at their wives. That was exactly what he wanted with his lady. Later, after the sun had made an appearance, he’d discover her name and how soon they could wed. Reaching for her, his hand found nothing but a cold, empty sheet. He listened for any sign of her in the chamber, but there was nothing. Hmm, she must have gone to her room, but why? There was no one in the inn but them. Perhaps she was concerned about servants. Although none of them seemed to appear until called.

Rising, he donned his dressing gown, walked down the corridor, then opened the door to her chamber. Empty. Nothing to even indicate she’d been there.

The clock on the mantel showed five o’clock. He went back to his room and tugged the bell-pull. In a few minutes, the boots brought hot water for him to shave.

Matt waited until the water was poured into the basin. “The lady who was here last evening, is she downstairs?”

“I donno, my lord. Ain’t seen no lady,” the lad mumbled and left.

Matt finished dressing and descended the stairs. His groom, Mac, was in the common room eating. “Where are the others?”

Mac finished chewing and swallowed. “Gone, my lord. Their coach ain’t in the yard.”

Something wasn’t right. Why would she have left and not told him? “Be ready to leave in half an hour.”

He looked around for the landlord and, not finding him, entered the parlor. Covered dishes set on the table, with one place setting. He wished he was sharing the meal with her and conversing as they had the night before. Hell. He wanted to be in a warm bed with her next to him.

Mr. Brown knocked on the door before entering. “My lord, you was wishful of seeing me?”

Finally, Matt would get some answers. “Yes, I want to know the lady’s name.”

The innkeeper opened his eyes wide. “What lady, my lord?”

Matt bit the inside of his lip and tried to keep from losing his temper. “The lady that was here last night. The one I shared dinner with.”

The landlord started backing out of the parlor, shaking his head. “Weren’t no lady here, my lord.”

Matt choked back an angry response. Losing his temper would do him no good so he tried to reason with the innkeeper. “I can understand she would not want it known she was here alone and without her maid. But you may tell me who she is. I plan to marry her, and I need to know her direction.”

“I’d like to help you, my lord, but I can’t.” The man closed the door.

Matt stood so quickly his chair crashed to the floor, but by the time he got to the hall, the innkeeper had prudently taken himself off.

“You there.”

The young woman glanced at Matt wide-eyed. “Yes, sir?”

“Where is Brown?”

“Me Da had to go to the farm.”

“When will he return?”

She furrowed her brow. “No tell’n how long he’ll take.”

“Do you know the lady who was here?”

“I just got her, meself. I only work during the day and weren’t here at all yesterday.”

Matt stalked off. “Damn the man.”

He strode outside to find his curricle ready and Mac standing next to it. “Did any of the lady’s servants mention where they live?”

“No, my lord. One of the younger men said somat about a hall, but the others shut him up right quick.”

Matt clenched his fists. “Hall! Hall does me no good at all. Half the bloody houses in England are called the Hall. How the devil am I to find her?”

Mac closed one eye and stared at Matt. “You sure she weren’t married?”

He glared at his groom. “Yes, quite sure.”

Three Weeks to Wed releases on April 5th and is now on pre-order.

Amazon ~  Kensington ~ B&N ~  BAM

Stay tuned for several contests I have planned leading up to the release. Now a shameless plug for my newsletter. I’ve become much better at giving my newsletter readers the first shot at all the upcoming news, and I’ll be running some newsletter only contests.

On to boat news. When last I left you, we were heading to Mystic, CT for some sightseeing and to ride out a squall. All went well, and we were able to tour Old Mystic which is an open museum.

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Having renovated an old house in England, one of my pet peeves is door hardware. This is what one would typically find an a house before the late 1840’s. In fact, a turning door knob was invented in 1847 in the USA.

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From there we went to New London and Groton, where I indulged in a food memory and had a grinder. For those of you who have never lived in the CT region, it is sort of like a hoagie, but the bread is very important. It must be freshly made and not soft.

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After that, we sailed over to Block Island, RI, where I ate fried clams and steamers. Another childhood memory. We also met up with friends we’d met elsewhere during our travels and formed a nice little boat neighborhood.

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We are now in Newport, RI, where we’ll be for about a week before heading south again. Newport 1

 

 

 

 

 

 

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How has your summer been going? Do you have food memories from your childhood?

Ella

 

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We will start with the winner of Lauren Smith’s book, His Wicked Seduction!his wicked seduction

Congratulations to

I’m steadily getting the editing done on book #2 of the next series, but that won’t release until sometime in 2016. So, I thought you might be more interested in the book coming out in July, Lady Beresford’s Lover. lady beresford's lover_ebook

Vivian hesitated. “The dance floor is the other way.”

“I know.” The last few days of being in her presence, and always with others, had decided him. She was his, and this evening he would not share her. It was past time she was made to realize how he felt, how much he wanted her.

Rupert placed his lips close to her ear. “I wish to be alone with you.”

Her eyes widened in surprise. “You do?”

She was so beautiful, his heart ached with wanting. The pulse at the base of her throat throbbed, as his must be doing as well. “More than anything.”

He guided her around the edges of the rapidly filling ballroom, onto the balcony. It was blessedly empty. The music began, and he took her in his arms. For a moment she was stiff, then she relaxed and allowed him to pull her close. “You are intoxicatingly beautiful.”

Behind her mask, her lashes lowered. “I have to say, I’ve never seen a more handsome Mark Antony.”

“Nor I a more lovely Cleopatra. Stay with me.”

“But I can only dance with you twice.”

“Not tonight. That is one purpose of a masquerade. Who is to know who we are?”

“Oh, I see.” She pulled her full lower lip between her teeth. “I—I—”

Twirling her into the shadows, he brought them to a halt. With one finger, he raised her chin. “Be with me.”

He lowered his lips to hers. Touching softly, tasting, allowing her to grow used to his attentions . .

My editor has been at a conference, so I won’t have a decision as to the name for the new series before later in the week.

I’m trying to build my Facebook likes to 2000 by the end of this month. If you can help, I’d appreciate it immensely. All you have to do is go to my fan page, and click the like button at the top. http://www.facebook.com/EllaQuinnAuthor

In a couple of months I’ll be at The Romantic Times Readers Conference taking part in an historical event, Take a Walk on the Historical Side. For this I need to decide on what to put in my goody bags. Naturally, there will be books, but what else would you as readers like to see?

Hubby and I left St. Thomas last Sunday and cleared into the BVI. We’ve had a lovely week in the BVI and only one problem. One of our through hulls broke, and we had to get hauled for the night. Today the windless (the thing that lowers and raises the anchor) stopped working.

Here are some photos.

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As I write this, we are sailing to Anegada, the only coral atoll in the Virgin Islands. After an early dinner, we’ll start our journey down to St. Martin.

What has your week been like?

Ella

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Happy Sunday! We have two winners to announce this week. First congratulations to Glenda for winning Julia Tagan’s Stages of Desire, Stages of Desire cover medand to Neva for winning Wendy LaCapra’s giveaway of Elizabeth Essex’s book Almost a Scandal!!

 

 

 

 

 

 

I had a great time on the Florida RWA chapter’s Sun in the Fun Cruise. They were a lovely group of people. I was surprised at how many husband’s were there. I also got to know Julia Quinn. We are actually the same height, but she was wearing heels.

me and JQ

Aside from meals, I pretty much stayed in my cabin writing. I cannot tell you how glorious it was to have three days of almost totally uninterrupted writing and editing. I managed to get through most of the last book in The Marriage Game!

Unfortunately, I returned to St. Thomas to an upset husband. Magen’s Bay was working out well for me, but not for him. So we moved to American Yacht Harbor where we are working our way through more repairs.

Here are some pictures of our new, temporary home. He is much happier now that he has people to talk with and not just a wife you gets angry when he interrupts my writing.

Feathered friend at AYH

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I’m off to finish the book. Here is an excerpt of the book I’m working on.

An hour later, Meg, Damon, Georgiana, Sarah, and Alan were practicing their lines for Twelfth Night, when Benson appeared. “Miss Featherton, my lord, the Duke of—”

“Stand aside, man. I told you I don’t need to be announced.” A tall gentleman, who looked to be in his late sixties, pushed the butler aside.

The man’s high-handed rudeness and lack of good breeding was inexcusable. She clamped her lips together to stop herself from engaging in a similar display of incivility. Even without the beginning of the title, Meg would have known exactly who he was. His resemblance to his son was unmistakable. His Grace of Somerset had just thoroughly aroused her fury, and he was about to be taken down a notch or two.

The children lapsed into what had to be stunned silence. They had probably never heard anyone speak to Benson with such distain.

Damon stood, his countenance a mask. If not for the tick in his jaw, she would not have known how angry he was, and she fought keep her temper under control. A fight she might very well lose.

Meg took the hand he held out, rose, curtseyed, and raised a brow just as she had seen the dowager duchess do. No one could suppress pretentions and bad behavior better and more quickly than her grace. “Somerset, I presume.” She glanced at Benson. “I shall apologize for his grace’s conduct as it is clear he will not. You may leave us now.”

 

 

Tell me what you did while I was gone.

Ella

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