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Coming Soon: My First Novella
I’m nearly done with my first novella, Ripe for Anything, the story of John Blakely’s (from Ripe for Seduction) sister Eleanor. She’s a tall, mannish tomboy [a period term!] with a secret it’s getting harder and harder to keep from her bothers’ friend, Viscount Wroxton. And yes, it was fun to write someone with a title again for a change. I hope to have it up for sale by the end of December (yes, my hand is acting up again). If you’d like to see how the cover came about, I did a blog post about it: Creating a Historical Cover.
So, Just What Is That Guy’s Name?
A reader recently pointed out a hugely embarrassing error in my series. A minor character in the first two books, who become a true secondary character in SEDUCTION, undergoes a name change along the way. He’s Malcolm Reeves in the first two books and suddenly he’s Marcus Reeves. And nobody caught it. Not me. Not my beta readers. Not my editor. Not my copy editor. Not the two outside copy editors I have review my galley. NOBODY.
All I can say is that all those emails begging for me to write Marcus, the Viscount St. Audley’s book (the poor left out hero waiting in the wings from my days as Kalen Hughes) must have caused some kind of mental gymnastics that just transformed Malcolm into Marcus in my head and prevented me and everyone else from noticing until now.
He’s the next hero in the series, and I was going to stick with Marcus, until multiple readers pointed out to me that doing so would complicate my ability to ever go back and write St. Audley's book. So, it's back to Malcolm we go!
My sincere apologies to anyone I confused along the way and if I ever get the rights back I'll correct the error and make all the books match.
Leaving New York …
League of Second Sons, Book 4
I'm currently working on book four in The League of Second Sons, which I'm tentatively calling Ripe for Revenge. It’s Malcolm Reeves’s story, and it’s a secret baby book (I know, don’t faint):
Running has always served Caro Frazier well. It worked when her parents disapproved of her chosen groom, when her husband took umbrage at his young wife's social success, and when circumstances forced her to flee London altogether. But when her past comes back to haunt her—in the delicious form of Malcolm Reeves—running is the last thing on Caro's mind.
Malcolm Reeves never expected to see—never wanted to see—Caroline Frazier again, not after he saved her when her husband cast her off and then she abandoned him too. He certainly never expected to discover her living in a quiet, rural hamlet with a child who is unmistakably his. Whatever her reasons for betraying him, she's his now, and Malcolm is ready for a little revenge …
Lady Eleanor Blakely is only too aware that her reputation dangles by a very slender thread. One false step, one mistake, and her claims to respectability could disappear in whirlwind of scandal. Unfortunately, she’s found herself in the midst of a delicious series of wagers with a consummate charmer , and she can’t seem to stop herself from saying yes to his wild propositions.
Viscount Wroxton isn’t exactly sure what twist of fate has kept his friend Blakely’s sister on the shelf, nor why he’s never noticed her before, but when the inveterate little gamester suddenly catches his attention, she’s entirely is too fascinating to ignore. The fact that she has five enormous—and protective—brothers is hardly worth thinking about . . . she’s thrown down the gauntlet, and he has no intention of losing, though the price may well end up being his heart.