Exclusive Excerpt & #Review of Second Chance Marquess (Second Chance series) by Jessica Jefferson w/a rafflecopter giveaway! @authorJessicaJ

Second Chance Marquess

by Jessica Jefferson

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GENRE: Historical Romance

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BLURB:

When Wilhemina Turner’s younger sister runs off with a young Lothario, she has no choice but to turn to the notorious rake who broke his promise and her heart, for assistance. George Bartlett, the Marquess of Chesterton, hasn’t forgotten the woman who hurt him so many years ago, but can’t deny her request, knowing that his brother’s reputation, and fortune, is at risk. A series of misfortunes leave the straight-laced widow and committed bachelor stranded, sharing both close quarters and old secrets. But when morning comes, will this unlikely pair find a second chance at love?

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EXCERPT

Second Chance Marquess by Jessica Jefferson

From Dragonblade Publishing

Excerpt 20

He was in a tub.

George was in the center of the room, submerged in a metal tub of water. Apparently, Mrs. Follmer wasted no time in executing her request. His black hair was slicked back and water was beading up on the smattering of hair across his chest, which trailed into a fine line down the center of his firm abdomen…

Thankfully, she could see nothing below the water line for the soap had created an opaque film across the surface.

“How dare you!” She prayed her voice came out as strong as she’d meant it to, despite her knees threatening to give out at any moment.

Why must he always be naked when they had matters of great importance to discuss?

“How dare I what?” he asked calmly, raising one cocky brow.

“You know what you did.”

“Really, you’ll have to narrow it down a bit. I dare to do things all the time.”

Her nose flared. “You lied about us being married. And you had the opportunity for a second room and failed to take it. You put me in this precarious position.” She tried to stare directly at his face, but it was more difficult than she’d thought it to be.

He pursed his lips. “I’m afraid this little confrontation might go a bit long. Do you mind if I get out? I’m starting to wrinkle.”

“No.” She practically shouted. As distracting as his naked form was, with him being submerged and unable to come close made the fight much fairer. “I don’t even see how you got in there. When I left you this morning you could barely stand.”

“The innkeeper’s wife personally saw after the preparations of my bath. She offered me a great deal of assistance, but I finally convinced her to send me up a young man to help me get across the room instead of going through all the trouble herself. Like she offered. Over a dozen times. And thank you for making the request, the muscle is feeling quite recovered.”

She stomped her foot, a childish gesture, but far less destructive than throwing a pitcher across the room as was her first inclination. “Why did you trap me here with you?”

“I thought by claiming you were my wife, I would be doing you a favor. I wouldn’t want to compromise your reputation.”

“Which would not have been necessary had you gotten the second room.”

“Well, that is true. But I thought it would be a benefit to us both if we were forced to spend the night together.”

“Of course you would.” She balled her hands.

You know what I never see in a historical romance?  This kind of book.  It’s a second chance romance with older characters and you don’t have to tell with the ton at all!!!!!  I know, right?  And yes, the characters are older.  Willie is 28 (widowed) and George is 34 (a rake to the highest degree).  Plus, Willie isn’t a wallflower.  She has had to endure a bunch of stuff to get where is at in the beginning of the book.  She speaks her mind to George and doesn’t pull any punches.  Of course, George is just happy to be in the same room with her.

George, at least for me, never stopped loving Willie.  Regardless of his station, his father and what transpired between them, he always knew that he loved her.  The gambling, tons of women, drinking…he owned up to with Willie.  She needed to know what had happened to him in those ten years.  That said, Willie seemed a bit more closed off when it came to her ten years apart.  It wasn’t until much later in the book that she finally admitted to him what had happened and how she truly felt about it.

Kitty and Henry are nice secondary characters, too.  It took their adventure to have George and Willie take a really hard look at their relationship, younger and older, and realize that they were no better than his dad and her aunt.  Oh and dear old auntie…she really needed to be slapped.  How could she do what she did to Willie and George all those years and still look at Willie and herself in the mirror every day?  Ooooo…

This book has everything I truly like about historical romance.  There is humor, some smexy time, characters that I cared about from the start, a plot twist that I never saw coming and secondary characters that helped our hero and heroine see their own fate before them.  Ms. Jefferson offers up a delicious tale that is definitely on my keeper shelf.

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AUTHOR Bio and Links:

 

Jessica Jefferson makes her home in Almost-Chicago with her husband, two young daughters, French bulldog Lulu, and English bulldog Pete.  When she’s not busy trying to find middle-ground between being a modern career woman and Suzy-Homemaker, she loves to watch “Real Housewives of [insert city here]” and performing unnecessary improvements to her home and property.

 

Jessica writes Regency-era historical romance with a modern twist where she invites her readers to fall in love with romance again.

 

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http://www.JessicaJefferson.com and http://www.embracingromance.com

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Happy Release Week to debut author Valerie Bowes featuring Battle For Love w/a rafflecopter giveaway!

HAPPY BOOK BIRTHDAY TO
BATTLE FOR LOVE!
 
Battle for Love
Historical Romance Novel
Publisher: Roane Publishing
Release Date: May 8, 2017
 
Keywords: Romance, Sweet, Clean, Regency
 
It’s not easy, being an unmarried woman in the England of 1814. But Nancy Worth will not marry where there is no love, and every man in her small Sussex village is either too old, too young, or has a face like a fish. Except for the handsome Bartholomew Boult, and he has his own reasons for pursuing her.
 
When, against all the odds,  Nancy does find love, both her family and his are determined to put a stop to it.  He is gentry, and she a farmer’s daughter. With lies and gossip flying, as well as the unexpected resumption of war, it seems everyone is trying to separate her from Will Carlton.
 
Even Napoleon Bonaparte.
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EXCERPT


Nancy dragged the bonnet from her aching head and swung it by its ribbons, using it to dash intrusive sprays of vegetation out of her way. Wrapped in smothering thoughts, she did not hear the voices until she stepped out of the narrow way into the edge of a field.

Only a few yards away, Bartholomew Boult was speaking to one of his farmhands. He turned as Nancy appeared abruptly behind him and snapped a command. The farmhand slouched off with an interested glance over his shoulder.

Boult took a couple of steps towards her. “Miss Worth? May I be of assistance?”

Nancy blinked the angry tears from her eyes, her spine ram-rod straight. “I know my way, thank you, Mr Boult. I am quite all right.”

He came nearer. “Are you sure?”

He was too close for her comfort. She could smell the maleness of him and, despite her dislike of the man, her body betrayed her. Her belly fluttered and she was uneasily certain that he could feel the warmth that had flooded her loins.

He smiled, relishing her discomposure. His wager with Satterthwaite was as good as won. A ripe, juicy plum, ready to fall into his hand. The only question was whether she would fall without the prize of marriage. And whether it would be worth the brouhaha if she did, he thought cynically.

No harm in edging the matter along. He reached out a forefinger, set it under her chin and planted a kiss on her lips.

The next instant, his ears were ringing from the slap she dealt him.

“How dare you?” She was standing very upright, her eyes kindling with fury. “You forget yourself, sir.”

He rubbed his cheek ruefully, but a grin spread over his face. So she wasn’t the easy conquest he had thought. Better! Much better. This would provide some sport.

“I beg your forgiveness, but you must agree that some of the fault is yours. You have such damnably kissable lips.”

“Let me pass, if you please.” Nancy crammed the bonnet back onto her head. If she had remembered that this path touched on Boult’s land, she would have thought twice about coming this way on her own. She had not forgotten entirely the suspicion that had surfaced, so formless that it was like trying to catch a moonbeam in a jar. How had he known that she had been visiting Susan that day? But she was far too angry to be afraid.

“Come, Miss Worth, cry quits. Indeed, you have my sincere apologies. May I squire you back to Millcote, to make amends?”

“No, you may not.” Her thunderous face reinforced her words.

“I bow to your wishes. Believe me, I have no desire to put you out of countenance. And pray put my lapse of behaviour out of your mind. It shall not happen again.”

Sincerity, that’s the dandy. Let her think she’s got the better of me. I’ll wager she ain’t been kissed before. Give her time, and she’ll want more.

It was all Nancy could do not to run, but she kept her head up and walked steadily away down the path. Once she was sure he was not following her, she stopped to scrub at her lips, but she could still taste him.

She was uncomfortably aware of the flash of desire that had swept over her, but he could not have known of her feelings, could he? Moistening her handkerchief at her lips, she scrubbed harder. Surely, she could have these yearnings only for the man who engaged her affections? It was what everybody said happened. And she did not like Bartholomew Boult one little bit.

Water. She needed to wash his touch away with the cleanliness of water. There was a stream a little further on. She could dip her handkerchief in that. But when she came to the banks of the brook, Will Carlton was sitting there with his back towards her and his sketchpad on his knee.

 

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR:
I always wanted to work with animals, although I was strongly attracted to drama and flirted for a while with the idea of trying for a Drama College. But the animals won, and I became a nurse at the Blue Cross Animal Hospital.
 
I’d been there seven years when the hospital had central heating put in. I married the engineer and spent the next twenty-seven years driving a truck known as the Flying Pig around the building-sites of London, loaded to the gunnels with boiler sections, copper tube and the occasional smelly contents of a grease-trap.
 
When we stopped the installation side, there were no longer fitters waiting impatiently for my truck and me. For a while I acted as part-time secretary/book-keeper/maker of tea, but seized the opportunity to pursue my love of writing.
 
Do you remember ‘composition’ when you were at school? That was my favourite thing, apart from history. Even when I was driving The Pig, stories would come into my mind and I couldn’t wait to get back and write them down. Walking Polly the English Bull Terrier helps (she goes at two miles a fortnight!), as does running through our lovely Surrey countryside.
 
LINKS
Website: http://www.valeriebowes.com
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#Review of It Started With a Kiss (The Worthingtons) by Ella Quinn w/a rafflecopter giveaway!

It Started With a Kiss

by Ella Quinn

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GENRE: Historical Romance

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BLURB:

What is a young Worthington woman to do when the man of her dreams is not who she thinks he is?

This season, all eyes are on the Earl of Worthington’s spirited, beautiful sister, Lady Louisa Vivers. Many gentlemen are vying for her attention in and around the ton. Yet, Louisa longs for someone who can take her beyond the ballroom—a man who is worldly, adventurous, and passionate. She won’t settle for just any suitor. She wants her true soul mate—and she’ll know him when she sees him.

Is Gideon, the Duke of Rothwell, him? The moment he and Louisa meet, they share a powerful attraction. Rides at sunrise and waltzes at dusk follow. Finally, Gideon can no longer resist the urge to embrace her, and Louisa is sure he will ask for her hand. But Gideon believes he is in no position to marry. The Rothwell estate has gone bankrupt, a scandal simmers in its wake, and he has nothing left to offer. Now, he must decide if he will let pride stand in the way of true love—or if he will risk everything, and let the lady decide for herself…

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Excerpt One:

Early morning, Hyde Park, May 1815

Dawn had broken only a few minutes before, but a light fog clouded the air making the sun look like a small yellow ball. Gideon, Duke of Rothwell, was certain he was the only rider at this hour of the morning. Needing the calm a hard ride gave him, he thundered down the empty carriage way. Suddenly, from out of nowhere, a dark bay burst through the mist, disturbing his solitude. Yet it was the massive dog, almost the size of a pony, keeping pace with the horse that caught his notice.

What the devil?

Faisu, his black Murgese stallion, pranced nervously as Gideon brought him to a halt. “Easy, boy. We don’t need that beast tangling with you. He could sever your hamstrings in an instant.”

A moment later, a twist of long, dark hair pulled loose from under the rider’s hat, riveting his attention on the woman. By the time she was even with him, he’d taken in the neat figure encased in a dark blue riding habit, and her excellent seat.

She glanced over, slowing her horse for a bare moment as she passed him. Her cheeks were pink from the cool air and a smile graced her lush rose lips. Their gazes collided and held. As if they were the only two people on earth. In that second, Gideon felt as if he would tumble into the vivid blue of the rider’s eyes that reminded him of lapis.

She cannot be real.

He blinked and she was gone. He might have dreamed her except that a few seconds later, a groom raced by, clearly attempting to catch up with his mistress.

For a moment he was tempted to follow as well, but it wouldn’t do him any good. She was obviously a lady, and even if he could obtain an introduction, and their relations proceeded satisfactorily, he was not yet in a position to wed.

It was pure fantasy to think of marriage in conjunction with a woman he’d seen in passing. Still, he would have liked to have been able to dream.

Blast Father! If he were still alive, I’d shake some sense back into him.

But the old duke had been in the ground for over three months when Gideon had returned from Canada. Now all he could do was pick up the pieces his father had left behind.

This is my first book by Ms. Quinn.  I know, a lot of people kept telling me to read her books.  Since I’ve been on a historical kick of late, I decided to read one.  Boy, was I surprised.  I knew that Ms. Quinn does a lot of research for her books but what surprised me that she gave details but didn’t muddy it up with too many details.  In other words, she left all of the “ton” stuff out and put in the intrigue and some health issues that I’ve never read in a historical romance.  The set up from Gideon’s late father is brilliant but sad.  It did, however, let itself be not the plot, what the reason why Gideon treats Louisa at times.

Oh, I loved Gideon and Louisa.  They were perfectly matched from the beginning.  I also liked Matt and Grace.  And I can’t forget Edmond, Gideon’s cousin.  He is hilarious at times but other times, I found him to be a sad sap.  I’m glad that Louisa and Charlotte were able to fix him up with someone else.  Yes, I’m being vague but the scenes with Louisa and Edmond were actually funny but sad.  Overall, I’m glad that plot point turned out the way it did and it wasn’t dragged out forever in the book.

That brings me to another point that I loved about Ms. Quinn’s writing.  She doesn’t drag the different plot points out throughout the book.  They are wrapped up nicely and to the point.  Keep in mind that there is an overall arc to the book and the ending was just a shock to me but a good one, too.  Gideon finally (silly man) that Louisa was truly his equal and he should have told her about the “loose end” that threatened to destroy his relationship with Louisa.

Overall, I really liked the book.  If I had complaint was that the smexy times were too short.  I know.  Most people either complain about too much or too little.  Don’t get me wrong, they had plenty of smexy times but I would have liked to have seen Louisa really come into her own when it came to the bedchamber.  He He!  Gideon said that he would teach her but we never got there.

I need to go back and read about Matt and Grace.  I was given snippets of their courtship and deals with the ladies of ill repute and such.  Delicious.  😉

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AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Bestselling author Ella Quinn’s studies and other jobs have always been on the serious side. Reading historical romances, especially Regencies, were her escape. Eventually her love of historical novels led her to start writing them. She has just finished her first series, The Marriage Game, and her new series, The Worthingtons, began in April 2016.

She is married to her wonderful husband of over thirty years. They have a son and two beautiful granddaughters, and a dog. After living in the South Pacific, Central America, North Africa, England and Europe, she and her husband decided to make their dreams come true and are now living on a sailboat cruising the Caribbean and North America. Europe is next!

  

Website: www.ellaquinnauthor.com

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Buy Links:

https://www.amazon.com/Started-Kiss-Worthingtons-Book-ebook/dp/B01HWKM60W/ref=sr_1_1

http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/it-started-with-a-kiss-ella-quinn/1124063901?ean=9781420139594

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