It's Here!

Book Two in The Huntington Saga Series Novels~

Pirate Bride!

Miss Susannah Blakemore is kidnapped and sold into white slavery as payback to the Huntingtons. Will her pirate hero save her?

“The Huntingtons will pay. Oh, they will pay.” Plots and unholy alliances are put into action carrying out long-awaited retribution.

Only … one was not thought of. One was not even considered. How would anyone have guessed that a descendant of a pirate would take up his old family tradition in a mad quest to regain his bitterly lost love? The Marquess of Latham will not abide by this act of violence arranged for his precious love, but will surely save her -- will he not? And will he make her the next pirate bride?

Next? There must be a first to have a 'next'. But there was another ... centuries ago ... that still walks the halls of Stonecrest Castle.

Friday, September 16, 2011

Friday, September 16, 2011 -- The Governess -- A Twice Weekly Blog

Excerpt from The Governess -- Chapter 15 continued:

(Last week's post has more to it that I have not posted.  To read the rest, follow my link on this page to authonomy.com to finish.)

Carly and the children were laughing and giggling as they played hide-and-seek around the house.  Lady Blakemore informed Mrs. Thompson they were taking time out from their lessons, and since it was raining outside, decided to play indoors.  They should return to their lessons after a well-deserved break.  The servants, though busy about their work, would, from time to time, give hints to Lady Blakemore’s or the children’s whereabouts when stuck and could not find each other. 
Everyone but Ethel and Doris, that is. 
Between the two of them, they did all they could to cause trouble, steering them in the wrong direction always.  Once, in such a moment, Carly was following their altered instructions and ran right into the broad chest of Lord Huntington with such force, he had to catch her to him for fear that she would tumble to the floor. 
As he gingerly held her to him, he asked, “Are you alright, my lady?” 
            “I am…quite alright, my lord.  For…forgive me for…” she looked up into his face, hesitating in her words, fascinated by his pale lips that slowly curved up into a smile.  Thoroughly embarrassed, she could not remember what to say. 
            But he continued to hold her to him, he himself fascinated with the way she felt and smelled, and asked, “You are enjoying your day?”  Only able to nod her head, he gently squeezed her arms and said, “I am glad to see it.  Now, if you will please excuse me.”  Bowing to her, he walked off in his brusque manner. 
She was left to ponder her feelings, suddenly hiccupping, covering her mouth. 
Quickly laughing, Lord Huntington said over his shoulder, “Those hiccups will give you away to the children, Lady Blakemore.” 
Mortified that he had heard, she hiccupped again.  His chuckling was heard as he continued down the corridor.  
            The children then found her, and she screeched in feigned surprise grabbing Jonathon and Elspeth to her and making them jump and giggle from being startled too.  Then she would search for them again, and the household would be disrupted by pattering feet quickly hiding. 
            Happily, the household was getting used to their days being interrupted by fun-loving giggles and exciting escapades. 
Mrs. Thompson nodded to herself as she thought; it has been too many years…too many years, indeed. 


All was working out well. 
            Her companion was quite thrilled with getting away from the doldrums of home.  Shortly, they would be engaged in her services for a prolonged visit to Dunfordshire. 
She was anxious to see the handsome earl again and would be so grateful for the assistance in any way to appeal to him.  Her collaborator would do anything for her… 
Anything at all! 

A chance encounter with the master while playing hide-and-seek?  Hmmm.  Could be interesting... 

And, do you remember previous tidbits of a secret person plotting against Carly?  Here are her thoughts again.  She wants Lord Huntington to herself.

Join me on Monday for more.

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