I can’t believe what a strange feeling it was to finish Lady Unveiled and say farewell to my characters – for now – in my Daughter of Sin series. For five years Hetty and Araminta have been part of my life, squabbling amidst finding ways to help themselves, and other members of their family, find the happiness they deserve amidst an espionage plot in which one sister’s husband is embroiled.
Her Gilded Prison was the first book I wrote for Ellora’s Cave, followed by Dangerous Gentlemen, and then since June this year I’ve written the final three books, each of which pick up the stories of all the sisters – nobly born Hetty and Araminta, and illegitimate Lissa (a governess in The Mysterious Governess) and Kitty (an actress in Beyond Rubies).
To celebrate the release of the Lady Unveiled~The Cuckold Conspiracy, I’m doing a 2-week excerpt tour (dates and links, below) during which a random commenter will have the chance to win a US$25 Amazon voucher and the first three books in the series.
For a limited time Dangerous Gentlemen is free on all platforms here.
It’s a chance to see if this series full of mystery and intrigue is for you. And you might well, if you like intrigue and darker themes underpinning a story featuring a sweet heroine under siege. However it’s not for readers of romance who prefer everything to be perfectly happy and ordered by the end of the book. Though my lovely heroine gets her HEA there’s a scene near the end of Dangerous Gentlemen that sets in motion a plot that runs through the rest of the series and is the foundation for the next series (starting 18 years later) featuring a lost child.
Some reviewers don’t like that at all. And here’s another warning. There’s quite a bit of steam in this book. (It was written for Ellora’s Cave, after all, though I’ve toned it down a little for this iteration, as I have Her Gilded Prison.) The next three books aren’t as steamy but the intrigue and mystery and increasingly in evidence.
So that’s what you can expect. I’d much Dangerous Gentlemen wasn’t read by readers who might be offended by an explicit scene in which a dastardly scheme (that sets in motion the rest of the series) goes wrong for several of the characters before all working out several books later.
And now I’m back to work, doing a revision on Rake’s Honour to tone down the heat level of that book, also. After the tour dates for Lady Unveiled I’ve put up an extract of the first two pages.
Thanks so much for reading this far and I hope you enjoy it. 🙂
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April 6: Paranormal and Romantic Suspense Reviews
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Read an Extract
Lucinda’s angry, discordant note on the piano brought Lissa’s head up sharply. It seemed her disgruntled charge had finally—like Lissa—had enough of the muffled and completely inappropriate giggles of Lord Beecham’s ‘special friend’. For the last hour, Lissa had sat quietly sewing by the window, as well behaved as any good governess could be suffering such trials.
Meanwhile, seated on an elegant blue and silver silk-striped sofa opposite the piano, Lord Beecham seemed wholly occupied with his increasingly regular guest, Lady Julia and, until now, impervious to his ward’s attempt to regain his attention.
Lissa slanted a glance at Lucinda. When Lucinda was angry she was not a pretty girl. Her peaches and cream complexion became red and mottled, her rose-bud shaped mouth flattened into a harsh, thin line and her normally luminous blue eyes seemed almost black beneath beetling brows. This was how she looked now as she hunched on the piano stool, glowering at Lady Julia—or Lady Ledger, wife of Sir Archie Ledger if she were happy to be properly identified, which, judging by the surreptitious fondling she and Lord Beecham were engaged in today, she would not.
Lady Julia, supposedly an earl’s daughter fallen on hard times, was supposedly Lucinda’s very young godmother. She arrived at Lord Beecham’s London townhouse at regular intervals, heavily veiled, to instruct Miss Lucinda Martindale in the musical arts though she could not—as far as Lissa could tell—play a note. At least, Lissa had never heard her play a note, though she’d heard a lot of other noise emanating from Lady Julia during her visits to his lordship’s bedroom between music lessons.
Finally, it seemed, Lucinda had got what she’d been after: Lord Beecham’s undivided attention.
“What an infernal noise!” he exclaimed, the dewy adoration as he’d gazed at Lady Julia instantly replaced by a thunderous scowl as he jerked his head round to look at Lucinda. “I spend a fortune on your musical education! Surely I should expect better than that!”
Lucinda’s mobile face went through a gamut of emotions: devastation then outrage, however her mouth remained a thin, tight line. It was quite obvious the girl was desperately in love with her benefactor into whose care she’d been placed the previous year upon the death of her parents and younger brother during a scarlet fever outbreak in their village. But while Lucinda was obstinate and demanding of her governess, she had never, as far as Lissa knew, openly challenged Lord Beecham.
Nevertheless, there was an underlying challenge now in the girl’s demure: “Perhaps Lady Julia would care to demonstrate how Pachelbel’s Canon in D should really sound.”
Lady Julia, who had attempted to discreetly put at least several inches between her thigh and that of his Lordship’s on the settee, smiled sweetly. “My dear, I don’t want to show you up.” She patted her bright golden hair, then purred, “Please, play it again. With just a little more practice you will have mastered it, and Lord Beecham and I are quite happy for you to entertain us while I continue to outline to him my hopes on how your general carriage, demeanor and…might I add without offence…character itself, might be improved sufficiently to make your come-out without undue embarrassment to either yourself or his Lordship.”