Beached with a Baronet is Live!

I’m SO excited to announce that my latest Ravishing Regencies romance is now out!

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A man who wants to be alone, and a woman seeking shelter from the cold – and neither can hold out from temptation…

Sir Moses of Wandorne is a miser. Despite not even reaching thirty, his miserable outlook on life and mysterious past means that he is usually left alone: which is just how he likes it.

But Chloe Vaughn is about to change all that. Accidently stuck on the shores of the river that passes through the Wandorne estate, she seeks refuge from the storm and discovers a man who doesn’t want to be found.

It is an unlikely pairing, but society demands a certain amount of conversation from a host, and Sir Moses finds himself drawn by the strange and intoxicating stranger.

Will Sir Moses decide to open his heart – and his bed – to a woman he barely knows? Can being beached with a Baronet give Chloe a night she will never forget?

This is the sixth in a series of the Ravishing Regencies series. 

This is a steamy Regency romance with a happily ever after, no cliffhangers, and part of a series that can be read in any order. Make sure you grab it now!

Editing Away…

You know, I’m going to be honest: editing is exhausting. Honestly, it’s just exhausting! I can easily write 15,000 words in a day, but editing for more than three hours I start to get a headache and I have to look away.

Editing is challenging, especially if you are editing your own work. You know what you are trying to say, and you just kind of assume that the reader will understand you.

You can’t see the mistakes.

You can’t see the errors.

You can’t see the inconsistencies.

And so you spend hours staring at a print out of your latest manuscript trying to work out where you’ve gone wrong, hoping desperately that you’re not going to cut out anything that is golden!

It’s why I depend so much on my Beta editors. They don’t just point out when there’s a wrong word, but when I’ve forgotten that a heroine starts a scene wearing a green dress and ends the scene wearing a blue dress. When I introduce a new character and then never actually follow up with them. When I add a secondary storyline that goes…nowhere.

I could go on, but you can see the challenge. So a big thank you goes out to my Beta readers, my Mum (the best editor in the world!) and any poor editor that has to look through my manuscripts.

Because they are probably awful. Sorry!

Drama in romance land

Just in case you thought that us romance authors created all of the drama, tension, and dramatic showdowns for our novels out of nowhere, 2019 has started with a bang within the romance community as one of our members makes some pretty wild statements that have offended…well, thousands of people.

I’m never one to get involved in the drama directly, but I thought that it was important for my loyal readers (that’s you) to know where I stand on this particular debate.

So let’s dive in.

What happened?

Someone who I am not going to name (remember, I don’t want to get involved!) posted on Facebook about a very contentious and emotional issue: weight. The person is a male cover model for almost 1000 romance book, particularly historical romance which is what I write, and he is very well known in our circles. What he posted wasn’t very nice.

What did it say?

I’m not going to repeat it or post to it: suffice to say that it shamed people for being overweight, blamed them entirely for it, and used words such as ‘disgusting’ when describing them. This, as you can imagine, did not go down well.

Why did he do it?

Sorry, I have no idea. He’s very into his own fitness, which is fine, but I don’t know why he chose to attack a type of person, especially as he doesn’t seem to have a lot of compassion or understanding about why someone may not be in ‘perfect’ shape…whatever that is…

The reaction has been pretty bad, then?

Yup. At the time of writing, he has almost a thousand comments on that post – some of them supportive, but the vast majority questioning why he is even getting so personal and so negative about people that he doesn’t know. Many authors have shared the post to alert to their author friends AND publishers that this is the guy’s feelings, and hundreds have sworn not only that they will never use him again as a cover model, but also that they will have any covers that do include him re-made without him. Some people are suggesting that for this guy, he has just signed and sealed the end of his career in the cover model industry.

Why does this matter?

I am not overweight so I didn’t feel personally attacked by this man’s post – but you know what? That doesn’t matter! I don’t think it has to be a personal attack for you to feel that a way of speaking to someone is wrong. There are so many journeys of life out there that it’s impossible to know or understand them all, and to attack someone for the way that they look, or how much they weigh, with a blanket judgement that doesn’t take into account – oh, I don’t know, accidents, physical health challenges, mental health, pregnancy, depression, thyroid issues, menopause (I could go on) – is just plain stupid.

What’s more, many readers of romance, and historical romance are women, and I firmly believe that we get enough negativity about the way that we look, no matter WHAT the numbers on the scales. We’re too fat, too thin, eating too much of that and not enough of that, and the thin ones still have cellulite, and the fat ones don’t take care of themselves, and why didn’t you buy that make up or use that type of shampoo, and it is ENDLESS.

I am grateful to my husband, family, friends, and readers for loving me as I am. Not everyone is that lucky, and posts like this man’s could really hurt and affect someone.

Blimey. It all sounds very intense. 

It is. But in many ways, it isn’t. He was no friend of mine to begin with, so I haven’t lost that; none of my covers feature him (I’ve checked!); and none will in the future.

Please do not let him be a representative of the romance community: all the romance authors I know love their readers, however they come. As a community, we will move on from this, and we’ll keep writing amazing books.

And if you see some of this drama, you’ll know where I stand: on your side.

Happy New Year to all my readers!

After taking just over a week off over the Christmas and New Year break, I can confirm that it was absolutely worth it.

Yes, there were moments when I felt guilty walking in the winter gloom enjoying the stillness and the silence of the woodland; watching cheesy Christmas films; laughing around the table late in the night over cheese and chocolate.

But you know what? I still feel better.

I feel refreshed, revitalised, and ready to get cracking with some fabulous new books in the New Year.

marquisMarooned with a Marquis is on pre-order right now at a special price of 0.99 so that you, my loyal readers, can grab it for an absolute bargain! I absolutely loved writing this book, and it’s been difficult waiting so long for 2019 for you to read it.

The fifth book in the series, Voyage with a Viscount, is also out for pre-order, and there will be three other books in my Ravishing Regencies series published in 2019. It’s going to be such an exciting year – and I hope you’ll join me for all of it.

I hope that you have a wonderful New Year’s celebrations, and I’ll see you in 2019!

 

Sneak peek into ‘Seduced under the Mistletoe’!

Seduced under the Mistletoe is now live! If you’d like a little sneak preview, then how about reading the opening to my novella, Peril with a Prince!

Chapter One

The tankard dropped hard on the table and was accompanied by a leer that Giselle could see from right across the room in the dark inn. Frothy beer spilling onto the floor. She bared her teeth back at him, and the man’s eyes widened, his smile disappearing.

Giselle wrapped her cloak around her more tightly, and tried not to shiver. Merde. She should have known better than to accept a meeting at the Loxham Inn – or however it was that this English pronounced it. She had known that it was a mistake as soon as she had opened the letter the day before, but there had not been time to get a message back to her contact. And so the Loxham Inn, on the very edge of this Kentish coast, was to be her rendezvous.

She swallowed. Being this close to her home in France and yet so far was douloureux, too painful – but she could not go back there. Not since… Well, it was safer for her here, en Angleterre.

Giselle took a slow and meaningful look around the dingy room, decorated poorly for the Christmas season, trying not to grimace as she held her arm close to her chest. It was a small stab wound to start with, but constant movement in that carriage to get here had pulled at the healing, and now it was bleeding through her sleeve. It was a pity it was her right hand, for it meant that she was forced to hold her dagger in her left.

You could not be too careful when meeting a man you’ve never even set your eyes on before.

Giselle shivered and took a deep breath as a card game two tables over ended in mutterings and a punch that forced one man to the ground. Here she was, a young woman in a silk gown and elegant diamond ear bobs, sitting in one of the most dangerous inns in England. C’est stupide.

Another deep breath was needed as the minutes ticked by, and the innkeeper glared at her for keeping the small table to herself. You are the Great Whisperer, Giselle said to herself, trying to keep a stern and forbidding look on her face. Courage. You have always managed to get out of scrapes before.

There was a heavy thundering and her cobalt blue eyes looked around, anxious, until she realised it was the sound of her own heart rattling her ribcage. She wasn’t merely frightened: she was terrified. How could she have known, four months ago – and it felt so much longer – that wanting to pass on a letter for her friends would start her on a path like this? But she had had no choice, no choice at all – and now she had a spy’s reputation that she did not deserve!

Giselle swallowed, and tried to imagine what anyone in the Loxham Inn would see if they looked at her. A lady, she hoped; une femme, well bred, and strong, with a determined stare that did not give in. She had not wanted to live a life of subterfuge, and this last transfer of letters was the last one. On Christmas Day, she would be free.

Then she could go and find Pierre, wherever he was. No one’s brother should be missing for that length of time. Ah, mon frère…

Giselle started; the hair on the back of her neck was starting to prickle. What was it? Her eyes darted around the room until they fell on a gentleman almost exactly opposite her, sitting in a small recess but still facing her.

He was staring at her.

She gasped as their eyes met, but he did not look away, and she found herself unable to break the connection. He was a young man, probably not more than one or two and thirty. He looked remarkably clean, which was unusual for the Loxham Inn, and his chestnut hair was cropped short. Even from this distance, Giselle could see his eyes were dark, sparkling with intelligence and focus.

He was focused on her. There was no denying it, his entire attention was fixed upon her, and Giselle hated that her cheeks rushed with colour at the thought of his admiration.

And yet she was not blind. He was a handsome man, richly dressed but poorly kempt. He looked like a man who had spent a few too many nights on the road, but had a servant just waiting to clean him, dress him, and send him onto a court ball.

“’ello, dearie.”

A man smelling rather pungently of pigs dropped into the seat beside her, and Giselle stiffened. Could this be the man that she had been waiting for all day? Could he be the one that she could pass these dratted letters onto, and then she would be free – free to just be Giselle d’Épiluçon, not the Great Whisperer any longer?

The man was badly shaven, and his eyes were bloodshot from drink. “You’re a mighty pretty one, aren’t you?” He murmured in the deep Kentish accents that she now knew so well. “Whatcha doing here, nice lady like you? Looking for some fun?”

The hand that was not grasped around his tankard had now found her leg. Giselle’s lips smiled, but the mirth did not reach her eyes. In one swift movement, she had grasp of his little finger and twisted it back, causing the man to cry out in pain and tears appear in his eyes.

“Was this,” she whispered in a meaningful voice, “what you were looking for, mon amie?”

She pulled it back a little further and the man shook his head, whimpering. Giselle pushed back her cloak slightly to reveal the shine of her dagger, and his eyes widened even further, tears now falling onto his cheeks.

“I think it is best if you leave the Loxham Inn,” Giselle said, the false smile now completely gone from her mouth. “Perhaps you do not come back. Perhaps you never come back, tu comprends?

The man nodded, pleading with his eyes to be released. She let go of his hand but brought her dagger out of her cloak’s folds ever so slightly, as a warning.

He did not need it. Without another word but a quiet whimper, the man half walked, half ran towards the door of the Loxham Inn and left without a backward glance.

Giselle sighed and rolled her shoulders, trying to loosen the tension that had built up there. Mon Dieu, but she hated what her life had become. She lived in fear from moment to moment, never able to rest, never comfortable – and yet she was a lady of France, not some London urchin who enjoyed fighting to its life from day to day!

It had all started when the Revolution happened. 1798 had been a difficult one for all of France, but far more so for families like the d’Épiluçon. Rich, powerful, and noble, they were everything that the revolutionaries hated.

It had not taken them long to start executing them for the crime of simply being rich.

The d’Épiluçon family had managed to survive for a few years, keeping their heads down, not getting involved in anything political, just wanting to live in peace. Until that day when “they” had come.

Giselle swallowed as her eyes filled with tears that she forced away. The important thing was that she had survived, and she had not survived just to feel sorry for herself. The counter-revolutionaries had found her, and convinced her that the only way to protect Pierre was to turn spy against the revolutionaries, to move information about the nobles and how they could be protected. Only for a few weeks, they had said. And then she could be free.

Code name, the Great Whisperer.

She glanced up and once again caught the eyes of the handsome gentleman, who was still watching her.

Her eyes dropped, unable to match the intensity in his dark eyes. It could not be much longer, she told herself. Her contact would arrive soon, and she would be free from being the Great Whisperer, and would be Giselle d’Épiluçon once more.

Just one more rendezvous.

 

Make sure you grab the full sixteen novella boxset here!

Author Collaboration FAQs

Since announcing that I am part of a multi-author boxset, I’ve been receiving a lot of questions – questions that (I hope!) have good answers! I wanted to bring them all into one place for you so that you can have a proper read.

What does that even mean, a multi-author boxset?

A typically boxset contains more than one book by the same author – for example, my Conquered Hearts boxset contains three books that are all part of the same series: Conquests, Love Lettersand Captives

A multi-author boxset contains more than one book by different authors. Sometimes they are novellas, like Seduced under the Mistletoe the multi-author boxset that I’m involved with, and sometimes they are full length novels.

How did you find out about it?

I’ve been aware of outstanding multi-author boxsets before, and it’s always been a dream of mine to be in one – it’s an incredible chance to learn from other authors, share your best work with their readers, and reach new people. The lead author (the one in charge of organising the boxset) for my boxset is Emmanuelle de Maupassant, and we’ve worked together before. She got in touch and invited me to join a group that she’s put together.

Who decides if your book is good enough?

Erm…well, I do I guess! Emmanuelle wouldn’t have invited me to join the boxset if she wasn’t convinced that my books were high enough quality, and my countless 5* reviews on Amazon probably counted for something. You have to be very careful when curating a multi-author boxset because you want books that all your readers will enjoy.

What about editors and stuff?

It was down to each of us to ensure that we had our manuscripts properly edited, and so I worked with my trusty editor to ensure that my contribution, Peril with a Prince, was absolutely perfect. Emmanuelle is a talented formatter and so pulled together the finalised manuscript for publication.

How long will the boxset be available?

Together, the 16 novellas will be published as a boxset until the end of January 2019 – but then after that, it’s down to each individual author to decide what they want to do. My book Peril with a Prince will be available as an ebook, but wouldn’t you rather have all 16 for just 0.99?

How do I get my hands on it?!?

Patience! We’re just a few days away, so keep a close eye here on the website and on my social media accounts! [Edit: it’s live! Treat yourself here.]

What is it that authors even do?

Believe it or not, I get asked this question a lot – and I kind of understand it. After all, most of our images of an author is someone like Jane Austen, scribbling away on a tiny desk, or Oscar Wilde, resplendent in his elegant clothes while mocking the very class that he comes from.

Nowadays, not so much.

Let me take you on a journey of this weekend as an author, bearing in mind that I work a full time job as a Marketing Manager Monday to Friday.

Saturday morning

It’s a glorious day! It’s also a day when I take stock of where I am, and what I’m behind on, because I’m always behind on something. After running through my Trello boards (sort of like magical online to-do lists that ping me emails every time I’m late for something), I decide that doing a deep plot of my next book is the most urgent thing.

I head somewhere quiet because my poor husband also has work to do, and cosy up. With a little concentration and six hours, I’ve deep plotted (that’s written out a play by play for each chapter) an entire novella. It’s 8000 words. I have pasta.

I then turn my attention to my glorious reader emails. I probably get about 25-30 a day, and so I try to reply to them each day otherwise they pile up, but I’ve been busy. I take the time to reach each one, and reply to most of them.

It’s 4pm. I head home, and decide with my man to ignore work (as much as possible) and enjoy the evening together.

I respond to three more emails and post twice on Facebook before bed.

Sunday

Typically I’d head to church, but it’s one of the few days that I actually get with my husband (who works shifts), so we decide to take a lazy day. I have writing to do, and so I get up at 6am and bash out 7600 words before my husband gets up.

I shower, and apologise to the husband for continuing on. I’ve got the mother of all admin to do.

First I print, read, sign, photograph, and email a publishing contract that I’ve been meaning to do for weeks (sorry Emmanuelle!) for a super secret book project that I’ll be all too excited to announce soon! I pop over my manuscript to her too, and then start the uploading process of a paperback to Amazon.

This takes forever, so while it’s doing that, I respond to five new emails that have popped into the inbox, and update my sales spreadsheet to see how my new release, Drenched with a Duke, is doing. The reviewers love it! I give myself a pat on the back, and remind myself that I need to do four more things before lunch.

I update my bio on Audible, update two images on my newsletter, and realise that Amazon isn’t loading my paperback, so save where I got to. I email another publisher about the paperback of a different series, and drop an email each to my cover designers.

And then I started writing this blog.

Is it what you imagined?

Being an author isn’t always staring into the distance with a clever look on your face and a quill in your hand. When you’re a hybrid author – that’s one who has publishers and publishers their own books – you are not just a plotter, writer, researcher, and editor. You’re also a proofreader, publisher, marketeer, administrator. You sort out the finances and the emails, you chat with the fans and swap ideas with other authors.

It’s exhausting and wonderful and terrifying and amazing. I wouldn’t have it any other way.

Want to see the fruit of my labour? Just check out my seventeen books here!

Shipwrecked with a Suitor is published!

I’m so excited to say that my latest Regency romance, Drenched with a Dukeis published!

drenchedwithadukeA woman fished out of the ocean, and a man looking to ruin his reputation – and neither is expecting to find answers with each other…

Alexander, the Duke of Caershire, wasn’t expecting to drag a half-drowned woman from the Thames, but there seems little to do but help the bedraggled woman home.

Teresa Metcalfe, courtesan to the rich and famous, knows a fool when she sees one, but her instincts to rob him melt away as she discovers just why he was walking the docks that night.

As the night continues and time forces honesty from their lips, will Alexander relinquish the reputation that he has worked so hard to maintain? Will being drenched with a duke give Teresa a man not just for a night, but for a lifetime?

The reviews have been flying in, and you know what: I couldn’t be more thrilled!

I was left drenched, panting and wanting more. Besides I needed to find out what happened to the elusive Courtesan, Teresa Metcalfe. Well it turns out she couldn’t make her appointment because she was shoved into the Thames by a jilted suitor! She’s saved from drowning by the Duke of Caershire. That’s where this fantastic romance begins. — Sewanee

And here’s another one:

This author has found a lovely and unique way to write a fun, interesting, thoughtful and sometimes steamy, romance. I always think intertwining stories but keeping them separate are wonderful ideas if you can do them correctly and not tell the same exact story. This author is able to pull it off wonderfully!! — Tracy B. Smith

(She means Lost with a Lord, by the way, the first book in the series. Grab it here!)

And there’s more!

The eloquent words flowed off the page and deeply immersed me in a romantic tale of a lonely nobleman rescuing a beautiful courtesan from being murdered after she was pushed into the river by a scoundrel. The pair spend a lot of time talking and connecting. The dialogue was superb. I quickly loved both characters. I absolutely adore this book, and I am definitely read the next one in the series. I highly recommend this novella to all Regency romance fans. — Diana

I cannot wait for you to read Drenched with a Duke! If you want to get your hands on this delectable romance – now’s your chance. You can buy it on ebook, paperback, and audiobook by clicking here!

Emily Murdoch Launching Kickstarter!

I am excited to reveal that I am launching a Kickstarter for my new series, Ravishing Regencies!

This is a fantastic opportunity for you to get involved in not just a book, but a whole series – bringing it to life and working alongside me to get these Regency romance novellas ready for the world.

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Each of these novellas – from Lost with a Lord to Drenched with a Duke – force two people together through a calamity. This encounter brings together earls, dukes, fisherman’s daughters and courtesans: and of course, romance ensues.

I love these books, but it’s going to cost me almost £190/$250 to publish each one, and that’s just money that I don’t have. That’s why I’m asking for help.

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It is why I am asking you, my incredibly supportive readers, to pledge £19/$25 and join the Ravishing Regencies Team. For that, you’ll receive a huge number of rewards:

  • All eight books as ebooks, 50% off list price!
  • A magical bundle of digital extras!
  • Signed paperback of book 1
  • Exclusive limited edition bookmark!

Want to get even more involved? You can name a secondary character for me if you pledge £75/$100, enjoy an exclusive Skype chat with me the author for £132/$178, or even make a huge plot decision for me for £375/$504.

Of course, if you don’t have £19/$25 then there are options for just £1/$1.50 too. I want everyone who wishes to be a part of the Ravishing Regencies Team, to do just that.

Ready to join the time and make something incredible together? Click here!

Got a few questions before you are ready to join? Some of the frequent questions have been answered here, or you can contact me directly here.

I can’t wait to make Ravishing Regencies with you!

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Cover reveal: Sharon Ledwith

Fairy Falls was bores-ville from the get-go. Then the animals started talking… 
Sharon Ledwith has a brand new series coming in June 2017 and today I am revealing the cover to you!
Here is some information about the book:

Kindle File Size: 667 KB

Print Length: 203 pages

Publisher: Mirror World Publishing; 1 edition

Publication Date: June 17, 2017

ASIN: B0713S1DCR

Read the blurb:

The Fairy Falls Animal Shelter is in trouble. Money trouble. It’s up to an old calico cat named Whiskey—a shelter cat who has mastered the skill of observation—to find a new human pack leader so that their home will be saved. With the help of Nobel, the leader of the shelter dogs, the animals set out to use the ancient skill of telepathy to contact any human who bothers to listen to them. Unfortunately for fifteen-year-old Meagan Walsh, she hears them, loud and clear.
Forced to live with her Aunt Izzy in the safe and quiet town of Fairy Falls, Meagan is caught stealing and is sentenced to do community hours at the animal shelter where her aunt works. Realizing Meagan can hear her, Whiskey realizes that Meagan just might have the pack leader qualities necessary to save the animals. Avoiding Whiskey and the rest of shelter animals becomes impossible for Meagan, so she finally gives in and promises to help them. Meagan, along with her newfound friends, Reid Robertson and Natalie Knight, discover that someone in Fairy Falls is not only out to destroy the shelter, but the animals as well. Can Meagan convince her aunt and co-workers that the animals are in danger? If she fails, then all the animals’ voices will be silenced forever.
Are You Ready for the Cover?
You Can Pre-Order the Book, Too!!

Mirror World Publishing:

Paperback:

https://mirror-world-publishing.myshopify.com/collections/poetry/products/lost-and-found-paperback

Ebook:

https://mirror-world-publishing.myshopify.com/collections/poetry/products/lost-and-found-ebook

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Amazon US:

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Barnes & Noble:

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Meet the Author:

Sharon Ledwith is the author of the middle-grade/young adult time travel adventure series, THE LAST TIMEKEEPERS, and the teen psychic mystery series, MYSTERIOUS TALES FROM FAIRY FALLS. When not writing, researching, or revising, she enjoys reading, exercising, anything arcane, and an occasional dram of scotch. Sharon lives a serene, yet busy life in a southern tourist region of Ontario, Canada, with her hubby, one spoiled yellow Labrador and a moody calico cat.

Learn more about Sharon Ledwith on her WEBSITE and BLOG. Look up her AMAZON AUTHOR page for a list of current books. Stay connected on FACEBOOK, TWITTER, GOOGLE+, and GOODREADS.

Author Tagline:

Escape to the past and have a blast.

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