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.

Saturday, February 22, 2014

A taste of what's to come...

I used to share snippets from The Governess on my BlogSpot twice a week, kind of like a weekly soap opera, but stopped when there were hints of people copying my work.  *sigh*

So it's scary to share snippets from Pirate Bride because I worry about the same thing.  Authors toil long hours to produce something that might entice readers to read their hard work.  Not for it to be stolen.  I hope I can entice those of you waiting for the sequel with this little tidbit.  Pirate Bride is getting closer to being released this spring.  I worried that I wouldn't make my deadline, but hope has been restored. :) ...I hope...   I've enjoyed rereading early chapters and thought I might share a snippet with you.  Shhh!  Only share with those you trust...

Hope you all enjoy!
A snippet from Chapter 4 ~Vanished

Late that evening, as Susannah walked to her room, she saw an elegant lady and an old English wolf hound walking in the corridor away from her.  Would she not have met this guest at supper, she thought, oddly? 

Curious still, she slowed her pace and looked behind her as an eerie feeling crept along the hall making her shiver.  Catching her breath, she could almost smell something.  Was it floral…and spice?  Looking back to where the lady and her dog walked, she noticed how the lady turned, looking over her shoulder at Susannah, her black Spanish tiara and veil stunning against her red gown.  But, before she could turn the corner, she and the hound vanished. 

Sucking in a breath, Susannah stopped short, breathing hard, reaching a steadying hand to the cold stone wall.  Feeling faint, she closed her eyes a moment to even her breathing.  The eerie feeling dissipated only to leave behind a longing sense of sadness, loneliness, and despair.  

Was she losing her mind?  

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