Wednesday, 23 April 2014

Haley Whitehall...Midnight Kiss!

Author and Liquid Silver Books pub sister Haley Whitehall never fails to intrigue me with her beautiful historical romances. I'm so pleased to help her share the latest on Midnight Kiss.

Welcome Haley!

Doing the Unexpected

I’d like to thank Rosanna for having me on her blog today. I’m here to talk about doing the unexpected. Those who know me know that I’m a rebel. I do my own thing and true to myself no matter what other people think. I believe all my characters reflect that life philosophy to some extent.

I try to have my characters do the unexpected although there is a reason why they do the unexpected of course and it is in line with their personality and beliefs. Often having characters do what is expected will leave the reader with the feeling that the story is full of clichés or the characters are flat. Besides throwing in obstacle after obstacle for the characters to overcome I have found a surprising twist or turn really ups the entertainment value. Think about your favorite book or movie. Was there a point in it where the story veered off in a direction you didn’t expect?

In my newest release Midnight Kiss it took a long time for April to figure Mr. Seever out. He didn’t act how she’d expected, how all the men in her past had acted. He was different.

I think my favorite part of Midnight Kiss is how the two of them meet in the beginning. I’d like to share a bit of that with you.


Could she just find a place to sleep and pretend to be a passenger? How much attention did they pay to the colored people?
She chewed on her bottom lip, and decided she couldn’t chance it. Curling into a ball behind some crates seemed the best option. She headed toward a stack of cargo when a hand gripped her arm.
She spun around and found herself face-to-face with a tall white man. Her pulse raced and she felt the blood rushing to her head.
“Where do you think you’re going, girl?”
She opened her mouth then closed it again. The firm grip on her arm held her still but didn’t hurt.
“Thinking about stowing away?”
She swallowed hard. Words would not make her situation any better.
“And where did you think you’d hide?” His tone held more curiosity than irritation.
She felt compelled to answer him. If she remained mute he might get angry. “Behind those crates, sir,” she said in a weak voice.
He let go of her arm and grunted. “Those crates would have been unloaded at the next stop. Where are you headed?”
She blinked. He didn’t seem upset, he seemed—concerned. “St. Louis, sir.”
“If you were willing to board a steamboat in the middle of the night I reckon you’re desperate to leave, huh?” He motioned with his head toward the stairs. “I have a better place for you to hide.”
He’s going to help me hide? Her gratitude overrode her fear. Heart pounding in her ears, she followed him up two flights of stairs. He strode ahead of her, passing several rooms before he stopped and unlocked a door. “You’re safe here.”
Where was here? Didn’t he have more questions for her? Why was he so willing to help?
Holding the door open for her, he offered her a cordial smile as if to tell her not to be afraid.
She walked past him, feeling the heat of his body and inhaling his masculine musk scented with sweat and smoke, not all together displeasing. The dark room seemed to swallow up her slender body.
“I’ll light a lamp,” he said. He brushed past her and over to the kerosene lamp on the bedside table. Soon a warm glow cast across the room.
April blinked at the small bed. A private room? She’d never dreamed of such luxurious accommodations.
“Make yourself comfortable,” he said. “I have to get back to work.”
“I…uh…thank you, sir.”
He dipped his chin, giving a slight nod. “You’re welcome. I should go.” He turned and walked out the door, starting to close it behind him.
“Wait,” she called.
He poked his head in. “Yes?”
“Will anyone else come in the room? I mean…”
“No, ma’am. No one will disturb you. As long as you stay here, you’re safe.”
Her cheeks heated and she wished the lamp was out to hide her embarrassment.
“Thank you, sir.”
“‘Sir’ is rather formal. You may call me Mr. Seever.”
Should she tell him her name? That might seem kind of forward.

Unjustly accused of stealing, nanny April Windmire is turned out on the streets without pay. With no place to go and no friends, she stows away on a Mississippi River steamboat. Her hopes to hide through the journey to St. Louis are dashed when a handsome white officer finds her. But instead of turning her in, he takes her to his private quarters where she fights her growing attraction to a man she cannot have.

Matt Seever’s wife died four year ago, leaving him alone with two small mulatto children. But his job as an officer on the Queen Bee isn’t family friendly. He knows he needs a new wife, but no southern white woman will marry him. When April lands in his lap, his prayers are answered. Or are they? April’s not the trusting type and racial prejudice runs deep in post-Civil War Missouri. Just when Matt convinces April he loves her, his new family becomes a target and there’s no backing down from this fight. 

Together, April and Matt must brave heinous race prejudice crimes to find an enduring love.

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Haley Whitehall lives in Washington State where she enjoys all four seasons and the surrounding wildlife. She writes historical fiction and historical romance set in the 19th century U.S. When she is not researching or writing, she plays with her cats, watches the Western and History Channels, and goes antiquing. She is hoping to build a time machine so she can go in search of her prince charming. A good book, a cup of coffee, and a view of the mountains make her happy. Visit Haley’s website at

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Previous Books:                              
Midnight Caller –Moonlight Romance Book 1
Midnight Heat – Moonlight Romance Book 2
Soldier in Her Lap
Love, Valentine Style

Thursday, 17 April 2014

Giselle Marks...The Marquis's Mistake!

Today's post is an exciting one for me. The lovely Giselle Marks has arrived to talk about one of my fave topics...Regency men...and their hair. I find this fascinating and know you all will too.

Thanks for joining me, Giselle!

Regency Heroes’ Hair
By Giselle Marks

Regular readers of Regency romances may wonder why the male fashion for wearing wigs or powdered long hair was discarded so suddenly for much shorter crops.  In England the main reason for the change was not merely fashion or practicality, but a refusal to be forced to pay a heavy hair powder tax which had been imposed. So all the handsome Regency gentlemen pictured by the leading portrait painters of the period, Thomas Gainsborough, Joshua Reynolds and Thomas Lawrence, were by no longer wearing powdered wigs actually rebelling against the Government for trying to increase revenue by the tax.

The Georgian fashion of powdered hair was largely jettisoned following a shortage of flour which was the main constituent ingredient in hair powder. To increase the availability of flour and increase revenue, William Pitt brought in a tax on hair powder and the haute monde resisted the iniquitous tax. Lord Bedford led the rebellion by having his own hair cropped short in the eponymous and brutal Bedford cut. Because of the boycott of powdered hair, the tax failed to earn the sums Pitt had anticipated.

Although Bedford started the trend for shorter hair, younger men were not inclined to adopt such an unflattering style. Instead they followed the classical influences which had already changed women’s clothing from the Georgian wide panniered skirts to the simpler Grecian influenced Empire-line dresses which typify the period. Wanting to have modish new crops, the fashion conscious ton emulated the classical statues from Rome and Greece which portrayed important figures from history, with carefully cut hair.
There were five main styles worn by fashionable men of the period, the Brutus which George Brummell popularised, had the hair brushed forwards to give greater height to the hair. A slightly more tousled effect is usually arranged for the actors who play Jane Austen’s hero Fitzwilliam Darcy.

The Caesar which tended to be worn by older men had the hair cropped close but left a little longer towards the front and brushed forward to allow it to disguise a receding hairline. Napoleon Bonaparte is probably the most well-known example of this particular style. The Titus was cut shorter all over than the Brutus and was preferred by many military men. The Duke of Wellington who was less follically challenged than his opponent Bonaparte chose this neat and simple cut. I assumed my first hero Edward Chalcombe in “The Fencing Master’s Daughter,” who was a military man wore his hair in this manner.

The Cherubim was less popular in England, but involved a head of tightly curled hair which framed the face.  It is an attractive style which was popular on the continent. The final style was called coup au vent, my hero Sebastian from “The Marquis’s Mistake,” was blessed with curly pale blond hair, which I assume he washed regularly unlike most men of the period opted for this romantic wind swept look.

Thick curly hair was most easily persuaded into these new cuts. The hair was pomaded into place with concoctions made from perfumed bear fat, or the hair was waxed into place. The leaders of fashion were determined to create an impression with their appearance and spent hours over achieving exactly the right effect.  As a result of their revolting hair products, most men wore night-caps to prevent soiling the pillow cases while they slept. Regency heroines should perhaps be more reluctant to run their fingers through their hero’s hair. I am guilty of allowing Alicia to entangle Sebastian’s hair in “The Marquis’s Mistake,” but I plead my assumption that he followed Brummell by bathing daily, a reasonable premise as they shared the same tailor Weston’s. Sebastian however was more inclined to pay his bills than George Brummell, who had to eventually flee the country to escape his debts.

Sideburns were worn by almost all fashionable Regency men but in England most men from the higher echelons followed Brummell’s lead in being clean-shaven. Facial hair, particularly moustaches were uncommon, although some were worn by military officers, but full beards were mostly worn by commoners, foreigners and naval men. Some of the older men still wore wigs but their popularity continued to decline. Longer hair was sometimes continued to be worn by poets like Percy Bysshe Shelley and men with artistic pretensions, although the classically romantic and scandalous poet Lord George Byron actually wore his dark hair fairly short.

The Marquis's Mistake
by Giselle Marks

Devastatingly handsome Sebastian, Marquis of Farndon awaits a lady, a present from his best friend Stephen for his thirtieth birthday. Alicia Lambert fleeing from a forced marriage is shown into his room by mistake. Inebriated from celebrating his return to England, Sebastian disbelieves her protests and is reluctant to let her escape. Meeting him later in London, Alicia is relieved he does not recognise her.  But when he pursues her and proposes marriage, she doubts his feelings for her are real. Sebastian wants to protect Alicia from the machinations of the blackguard Major Mallinder as he fears for her life and that of her aunt Maud. But will Sebastian’s natural intelligence be enough to deal with the ruthlessness of Alexander Mallinder?

Giselle Marks has been writing for many years.  She has written two Regency Romances and a Fantasy/ Sci-fi series with erotic content.  “The Fencing Master’s Daughter” was published in September 2013.  Her second Regency Romance “The Marquis’s Mistake” was released in December 2013.  She also has a story in the Charity Anthology “Tales by the Tree.”  A short story will appear in a fantasy anthology in April and her Fantasy series “The Zeninan Saga” is currently being prepared for publication. Giselle is currently working on a number of projects including a third Regency Romance entitled “A Compromised Rake, the 12th book in the Zeninan Saga with the provisional title of  “Prince of Zenina” and a short story anthology of mythic and fae tales which she is writing and illustrating with her friend Sarah J Waldock.




Wednesday, 16 April 2014

Houston Havens...Sinful Surrender!

I am very happy to welcome Houston Havens today, with her sexy menage romance Sinful Surrender (Psychic Menage #1). Houston has a character interview with heroine Fay, and I know after reading it you'll want to add it to your TBR list!

Houston Havens – Sinful Surrender (Psychic Menage #1)

A multi-genre story: Paranormal Romance, Sci-Fi Romance, Fantasy Romance, Futuristic Menage (MFMM), Dystopian, Post Apocalyptic, Light BDSM, and Psychics.

Tag Line: Why be tempted by one man's seduction when you can be loved by three?

Top psychic spy Fay Avalon saw too much on her latest mind traveling mission and is now on the run from her post-catastrophic dystopian government, searching for the truth and proof. She escapes but is shot down, landing in the arms of the enemy.

In Drakker and Arlo’s world, women are so rare the men have accepted a polyandrous lifestyle. When the brothers stumble upon Fay unconscious in the wreckage of an aircraft, they are immediately attracted to her. Arlo wants to keep her, but Drakker knows they can’t. They must take her to their brother Logan Abán, leader of their people.

Logan struggles with trusting anyone, even himself. When a beautiful, intelligent, and intriguing woman falls into their laps, his denied desires for intimacy challenge his need to trust the spy. He’s frustrated by romantic Arlo’s claims of her innocence. Even when pragmatic and dominating Drakker defends her as well, Logan refuses to trust his gut.

Can one woman satisfy the diverse desires of three men? Will Logan’s fears be realized by betrayal? Is Fay to be sentenced to death as a spy, suffer a fate worse than death by being returned to her government as a traitor, or will she find a new life and love as the wife of three sexy brothers?

Interview with Fay:

Tell us a little something about yourself?
I have no past. I’m an orphan. I’m a mind traveler spy for the Underworld of the Dirt Dwellers. There is only one clue to my history; it’s a tattoo on the sole of my foot. I’ve no clue to its meaning. I have a recurring dream that haunts me. It’s of a woman with sad sage-violet eyes.

What do you love most about men?
There’s nothing at all that I like about Dirt Dweller men, but if you’re talking Airborne men. I love their muscled bodies, tanned skin, and the way they treat women…the way Arlo so gallantly protected me from Logan, who insisted on Drakker interrogating me last night … Oh my God … I wanted to escape just so Drakker could catch me and interrogate me again, the man is hot. I find all three of the Aban brothers to be very sexy, but Logan distrust me and I’m finding him to be rather arrogant and stubborn.
What did you think of the Airbornes lifestyle when you first arrived?
It lacks all modern technology, but there is a beauty in its simplicity. Honestly, I loved it at first sight. I felt like I finally belonged.

How does it compare to living underground with the Dirt Dwellers?
The Underworld is architecturally beautiful, but the dictatorship and Big Brother tactics are out of control. It makes life unbearable, so the beauty of the Underworld is lost in the negativity of its environment. I love being above ground, it’s so much freer. The fresh air is wonderful and all the smells and sounds of real LIFE … it’s just awesome! 

What are some things you'd never leave home without?
I always carry a weapon of some kind. (Taps a watch-like device on the left wrist) This mind-traveler detector that Andonis made for me and Chandra, a friend of mine. And … my pet coyote.

How difficult do you think it would be to share 3 men?
Although I was raised as a Dirt Dweller in a monogamous society … personally, I don’t think I’d have any troubles living in a polyandry relationship at all. Maybe because I understand why the Airbornes are polyandrous … they accepted that lifestyle because they’re trying to survive. Women are rare and the men seek to protect those few healthy women they do have. I hear there are mutant woman, but the Airborne men won’t web them because they’re trying to produce a health race of Airbornes, so there are future survivors.
My problem is, will Logan grant me that chance, or condemn me as a spy?

Describe a perfect date night?
‘Date night’ … is that an Airborne thing? In my world of the Dirt Dwellers, by law, we are not allowed to have a sexual relationship with anyone unless we win the government sex lotto. One male and female winner is chosen. Legally, they then get to have a quick sexual encounter with each other that might produce a legal child or might not. The lotto is the Underworlds way of controlling our over-population crisis. So, there is no ‘date night’ that would encourage people to get together.
Marriage is possible between a man and woman, but only when the male has been castrated and the woman has had a hysterectomy.
There is no privacy, not even in our homes. We are watched 24/7 .
Don’t get me wrong, illegal sex does happen, and often, but done at a high cost if you’re caught. It’s death for a woman who has illegal sex and ends up getting pregnant … that’s why we have so many runners. Most are woman who got pregnant and hide in the tunnel systems to survive and raise their child. It’s a horrible life. Like rats in a sewer.
Recently, the government opened a few sex clinics where a person can go to for masturbation, but it’s rumored those who go are being secretly exposed to a HAARP wave that sterilize them.

Quickie Time

Best feature on a man?
Oh. My. God. Since seeing what an Airborne man looks like … oooh, I have to say besides their handsome faces it’s their tanned, muscled stomachs.

Sweet and slow or hard and fast?
I like both (giggles) depends on who and where.

Handcuffs or ties?
Since Drakker’s interrogation, BOTH.

What are you hiding in your bedside table?
A dried flower Arlo gave me. (blushes) A ‘toy’ Drakker gave me, and a hope that one day Logan will trust me.

What’s your guilty pleasure?
Sex. I love all kinds of sex.

What’s your secret talent?
I’m a mind traveler and I can take you into worlds you’ve never seen.

Boxers, Briefs or Commando?
I prefer a man like Drakker who wear none.

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Erotic romance author Houston Havens, a former successful model enjoying an adventurous jet-set lifestyle, intrigues her readers with a mix of the past, present, and future, and sexy blends of futuristic science fiction, paranormal fantasy, and western romance, always with love everlasting. A tenacious Irish lass filled with passion and mystery hopes her sultry stories will entertain and fascinate those who dare to take the journey. She’s also a social media junkie with an award winning blog.

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