Tuesday, December 30, 2014

Review of Collete Cameron's Triumph and Treasures

Collette Cameron gets everything right in Triumph and Treasure, except possibly the title. I would have named it Deceived and Will Never Trust Again…Until I Met the Marquis.

On second thought, Triumph and Treasure works. Both hero and heroine triumph over their very serious problems created by no fault of their own, and discovered what a treasure they had found in each other.

Angelina is sorely used by a despicable man, who portrays charm and love up to the point he marries her. After a brutish and abrupt ‘quickie’ when they arrived at the inn after the marriage, men drag Pierre alias Charles away, but not before Angelina discovers just how despicable her supposed husband is. For one, he is already married, he also gave a false name on their wedding certificate, and finally, and worst of all, he is in the business of white slavery.

Appalled, Angelina sails to London to stay with her aunt & uncle. There we meet the hero, whose drunken father loses everything to the Duke of Waterford. Unable to face his family with the news, he commits suicide, leaving his son, Flynn, to try and salvage what he could.  The Duke offers to return all his holdings if Flynn will marry his niece, Angelina.

The woman is charming and beautiful, so Flynn is confused as to what else hides behind this offer. Upon discovering she is with child, he thinks he has found the reason. The total explanation only comes out near the end of the book.

They marry out of necessity, to  protect not just themselves, but those they love, for shame doesn’t cover just the one who causes a disaster; instead it spreads to innocent family as well.  The two are so well matched that in short order they fall in love.

Some authors would have stopped here, but Colleen has so much more in store for her characters. Which I will not reveal. 

I will only say this: the pacing was perfection. They neither dwelled on a topic too long nor too fast. While a great deal of surprises occur, each, in retrospect made complete sense. Both the hero and heroine do us proud, and you will love both. A great deal of characters were introduced and I expect some of them to have their own books in the future. The book has two villains and you won’t like either, although one is far worse than the other.

The sense of history that Colleen places in her story is enough to firmly ground you to the time, but not so much as to distract you from the story.
In all ways this is a fabulous read. I give it five glorious stars.

 And here is more about this fabulous book if you are not yet convinced...

Triumph and Treasure
Book One in the Highlander Heather Romancing a Scot Series

A disillusioned Scottish gentlewoman.
Angelina Ellsworth once believed in love—before she discovered her husband of mere hours was a slave-trader and already married. To avoid the scandal and disgrace, she escapes to her aunt and uncle’s, the Duke and Duchess of Waterford. When Angelina learns she is with child, she vows she’ll never trust a man again.

A privileged English lord.
Flynn, Earl of Luxmoore, led an enchanted life until his father committed suicide after losing 
everything to Waterford in a wager. Stripped of all but his title, Flynn is thrust into the role of marquis as well as provider for his disabled sister and invalid mother. Unable to pay his father’s astronomical gambling loss, Flynn must choose between social or financial ruin.

When the duke suggests he’ll forgive the debt if Flynn marries his niece, Flynn accepts the duke’s proposal. Reluctant to wed a stranger, but willing to do anything to protect her babe and escape the clutches of the madman who still pursues her, Angelina agrees to the union.

Can Flynn and Angelina find happiness and love in a marriage neither wanted, or is the chasm between them insurmountable?  

Publisher: Soul Mate Publishing
“My lord, are these some of your blossoms?” Her Grace waved at the flower vases positioned throughout the room. “I’ve heard of your successful venture into breeding these beauties.” 

That caught Mrs. Thorne’s attention. Her jewel-green eyes swept the roses. A line formed between her brows, and she mashed her lips together, lowering her gaze to her cup. She took a dainty sip of tea.

Didn’t she care for roses? Or perhaps the tea displeased her. Dolt. He ought to have had coffee served as well, since she preferred the beverage.

“Oh, indeed they are.” Pride rang in Grandmamma’s voice. “See those stunning blooms on the mantle? Have you ever seen roses that particular shade of pink? Why, they appear almost lavender. Makes me think of fresh highland heather on the Scottish moors. And Flynn has a rose that is almost black.”

“Mrs. Thorne, don’t you like roses?” Franny also noticed Mrs. Thorne’s expression.

The Duchess chuckled indulgently. “With a name like Angelina-Rose, of course she does. Tell them of your gardens in Salem. Your mother wrote of your fascination with the flower.”

A becoming flush pinkened Mrs. Thorne’s high cheekbones.

So, she entertained a penchant for roses after all. Precisely the excuse he needed to invite her to tour his conservatories and spirit her away from the watchful eye of the duchess. Franny could accompany them and act as chaperone.

Flynn controlled the satisfied grin threatening to twist his lips. “Did you know the great bard, Shakespeare, professed a fondness for them? He proclaimed, ‘Of all the flowers, methinks the rose is best.’”

Mrs. Thorne nodded, her interest fixed on a painted porcelain vase poised on a side table. “I’m partial to them myself, though I cannot claim such a complicated endeavor as breeding them. I simply tended a few humble plants in our gardens. I don’t believe they numbered in excess of ten in all.”


Award winning, multi-published historical romance author, Collette Cameron, has a BS in Liberal Studies and a Master's in Teaching.  A Pacific Northwest Native, Collette’s been most of her life, has three amazing adult children, and five dachshunds. Collette loves a good joke, inspirational quotes, flowers, the beach, trivia, birds, shabby chic, and Cadbury Chocolate. You'll always find dogs, birds, quirky—sometimes naughty—humor, and a dash of inspiration in her novels.

Her motto for life? You can’t have too much chocolate, too many hugs, or too many flowers.

She’s thinking about adding shoes to that list. 

Connect with Collette:

You can connect with Collette on Goodreads, LinkedIn, and Google+  too. Go to her website for the links, her email address and mailing address.

Website: http://collettecameron.com
Blue Rose Romance Blog: http://blueroseromance.com
Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/7047979.Collette_Cameron

Saturday, December 27, 2014

Pleasing the Pirate by Sharon Cullen- now 99 cents.

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From Sharon Cullen, author of the eBook sensation Loving the Earl, comes the tale of a ruthless pirate and the Scottish lass who fills him with desire for something greater than plunder.

With her clan’s crops burned and their property confiscated, Mairi McFadden is desperate to free her brother from imprisonment so that he can take his rightful place as chief. Her only hope is the fierce English pirate Phin Lockwood, but the buccaneer laughs at her meager funds. His roving eyes, however, tell Mairi there’s something else he’ll take in exchange for her brother’s rescue. Though she burns with hatred for the English, she’ll do anything to save her clan.

The crown has made it clear that Phin has two choices: bring in a certain Scottish traitor or hang. And he’s not about to let a tiny, whiskey-eyed woman get in his way, even if she is pointing a gun at him. When Phin learns that Mairi’s brother is the very man he seeks, he’s more than willing to use the lass as bait. But as the moment of capture draws near, Phin is surprised by his feelings for the courageous beauty who has him considering risking his life—for someone besides himself.

Praise for Pleasing the Pirate

“A fast-paced, adventure-filled romance . . . with passion, engaging characters and a storyline that will capture the reader throughout. Well done, I loved it!”My Book Addiction Reviews

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Wednesday, December 24, 2014

Puppies and kittens for Christmas!

Hi, I'm Jess the super dog. My beta is Liza O'Connor, but we let her pretend she's alpha.

She's really busy this year, so she asked me to make the video for her wonderful sister. While I've never met Laura, her sister, I love Laura a whole bunch, for she reminds Liza to walk me every day.

So here's my video of puppies and kittens to brighten Laura and your Christmas.



Amusing out takes
I had wanted to video Jess introducing this film, unfortunately, as you'll see below, every attempt just got worse and worse.

Sunday, December 21, 2014

Gina Danna shares Love and Reckoning

Today, we have Gina Danna 
and her latest book, Love and Reckoning.

Love & Reckoning

Rome 100 CE

Conquered, beaten, sentenced to die in the Colosseum, Ganius of Gaul escapes his execution only to find himself enslaved as a gladiator. His rise to champion ensures his life, but does nothing to lessen his desire for vengeance against the Roman soldiers who destroyed all he knew.

Locked into a repugnant betrothal, the beautiful Roman Aurelia turns to her brother’s champion gladiator for help. Promising him his freedom if he helps her escape, Aurelia soon discovers she wants not only Ganius’s help, but to capture his heart as he’s captured hers.

In love with his sworn enemy, Ganius realizes Aurelia is the key to his freedom. But to take her with him would risk both their lives, yet leaving her behind to be a pawn in her brother’s machinations is a wretched alternative. Ganius must choose - love of a Roman or freedom to make the Romans pay. This is a fight the champion gladiator might lose...

 Love & Reckoning
Rome 100 CE
Seduction with a cost…

Aurelia’s heart skipped a beat when Ganius arrived. Her eyes skimmed his body. It was barely clad, only with a well-worn subligaculum covering his manhood and a simple thick leather balteus at his waist. She did note the wraps on his wrists, dirty from sweat and training on the sands below. In fact, his skin gleamed from hard work, the sheen displaying his defined muscles acutely. The dusting of hair on his chest seemed more pronounced and it made her wonder if he’d been shaven clean of it before. Or perhaps, the grit of practicing made it more noticeable. He stood stoically, gaze locked on the window, not on her. It made him look like a statue, except she found this statue too enticing to be just admired and forgotten.
At first, she couldn’t say a word, her mouth too dry to speak. She licked her lips. A moment more of silence passed before she swallowed hard. Lifting her chin, she squared her shoulders.
“Slave, I brought you here to see what form of a beast would take me so blatantly last night.” Her attempt to sound like a true domina came out arrogantly. But did that matter? He was a slave, after all.
His jaw tightened. “Apologies, Domina.” But his tone was the opposite.
That was all he’d say? Her temper flared. “That’s the best you can do?” she demanded.
His eyebrows furrowed as he glanced at her. There was a harshness in his eyes, a tick in his jaw that he quickly hid, lowering his gaze before her.
This time, he raised his head, his eyes locking on her. “I did exactly as you wanted me to do.” He took a step toward her. She suddenly had a flush of warmth pass through her as he looked down her body and back up. Those almond eyes she found in her dreams—dreams that became heated with an intensity she couldn’t define—only to wake her hot and flustered.
Of course, the memory of her betrothed often flashed into her mind, just like now. Titus appeared grisly, wrinkled, bald-headed and old—not at all what she wanted in a husband. An iced shiver raced down her spine at the mere thought of him touching her.
She blinked and realized she’d taken a step closer to him. The scent of dirt and sweat filled the air, mixing with the smell of the garden lilies and roses that decorated her room. But the most enticing scent was the masculine flavor of him. She recognized it from last night’s encounter. So much so, she almost didn’t want to bathe it away.
“I thought I displeased you,” he stated low and huskily.
Blood raced through her. “No, I believed it the other way.”
He shook his head. Another step toward her made her see clearly the lines in his face through the grit and color streaks made by the sun. Those almond eyes held an inviting hint.
This whole meeting was utter madness. He was a slave. A gladiator. She was a fine Roman lady. To have him here meant one clear meaning to anyone who’d know, and she prayed to the gods Caius would never find out. Fear and attraction twirled inside her. This slave should disgust her, yet he didn’t. There was something that held her attention, made her pull him here.
Before she could speak, he raised his hand, his fingers under her chin, tilted her face up so he could see straight into her eyes.
“This path holds no purpose for you or me,” he whispered. “Except to taste the nectar of the gods.”
His lips touched hers. It was light, but it ignited the spark inside her. When he didn’t release her, she came closer, the heat of his body searing the silk tunic she wore. Her arms reached around his neck as she pressed her mouth against his, waiting for him to open to her.
About to fall into the moment, his hand took her arms and pushed back.
“Domina, no.”
Furious he broke from her, she wanted to scream, but then she saw he was breathing hard, as deeply as she was. They both panted with desire. The heat in her lower abdomen grew and that emptiness in her womb craved fulfillment.
Needing to find footing, she sucked in and noticed the bulge of his loincloth. Boldly, her cheeks burning, she argued, “Your cock claims otherwise.”

Gina Danna has a true gift for taking you back in time. In Love & Reckoning, we go back to 100 CE, the era of gladiators and Rome’s dominion on the world, where the Roman conquerors make slaves of the conquered. It's a time when nothing is forbidden to those in power. 

While many strands of love are tangled in this book, the main strand is that of a young roman woman and a newly made slave who earns his life back by defeating gladiators and becoming a master of the sands. Ganius only has revenge and death of Romans on his mind when his life is spared and he's made a gladiator. But then he meets his domina, Aurelia. And despite she's promised to another and he wishes to kill all Romans, they fall in love. But how can this ever work out?  

While not entirely happy with all the minor resolutions, I thought the major resolution to the problem above was pure genius. Which is typical Gina.

The author imbues such depth, emotion, and captivating action in her writing that it will suck you right in. Her writing is so vivid that movie producers seriously need to check out her books. This story has everything: Sex, love, passion, battles, blood, betrayals, defeat, and defiance. You might be overwhelmed at times, but you’ll never be bored.

I give this 5 stars.

A USAToday Bestselling author, Gina Danna was born in St. Louis, Missouri, and has spent the better part of her life reading. History has always been her love and she spent numerous hours devouring historical romance stories, always dreaming of writing one of her own. After years of writing historical academic papers to achieve her undergraduate and graduate degrees in History, and then for museum programs and exhibits, she has found the time to write her own historical romantic fiction novels.

Now, under the supervision of her three dogs and three cats, she writes amid a library of research books, with her only true break away is to spend time with her other life long dream —her Arabian horse—With him, her muse can play

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Web:  www.ginadanna.com
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Twitter:  @GinaDanna1

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Thursday, December 18, 2014

Kary Rader brings inspiration and a great new book: Queen of Jastain, The Reign of Light Series

Seeds of Greatness
By Kary Rader

Many years ago at a Zig Ziglar motivational seminar, a group of us were asked to write our own obituaries to be read in front of the group of twenty or so people. The object of the exercise was to get us thinking about the mark our lives would make and how we wanted to change the world around us.

I remember sitting there with a blank page not really knowing what to write. Everyone at the table around me was scribbling something, and I was just sitting there. Staring. My palms began to sweat and my heart began to pound. My throat constricted and my eyes enviously flitted from one person to the next. All my peers, my friends, would have something to say, and I would look like an utter dork. Anger built in my chest that these people would put me in such an embarrassing situation. I even considered walking out.
 That’s how stressed I was.

Then one of the leaders came and sat by me. She smiled and said, “You have to let your imagination go. Don’t think of limitations. What would you do if anything were possible?”

Let my imagination go? Now that was something I could do, and I wrote the most outlandish, amazing obituary I could think of. Donald Trump would be envious. Even Oprah couldn’t compare. It flowed and was well phrased, because even back then, when I didn’t know what my gift was, it was still working in me.

In my obituary, Fictional Me established dozens of charities which had completely abolished world hunger and illiteracy.

Our small group leader, a lady by the name of Lauren Clark, gathered our pages and read them aloud. When she came to mine, she stopped and gasped, “Kary. This is amazing! This is amazing.”

She read the obituary and everyone turned to look at me. I was thinking, oh great, I’ve done it now. But they had wonder in their eyes. People I’d known for years congratulated me on the obituary. They Oohed and Ahhed over how amazing it was.

I left the seminar that day wondering what in the heck had happened. Those people had actually believed I could accomplish something so outrageous. Lauren Clark, a woman I respected and admired, thought I could do the things I wrote. Lauren came up to me years later and told me she remembered that obituary and it still inspired her.

To this day I’m amazed that she could have so much confidence in me, and I’m inspired by her belief. She made me realize that dreams without limitations are powerful and possible. Maybe I won’t accomplish all the things in that obituary. Maybe I will, but if I don’t, it won’t be because it isn’t possible. Anything is possible if you believe.

Incidentally, Lauren’s obituary was about being a missionary that traveled the world helping those lost and in need. Today, you can find pictures of her travels and the work she’s doing one her website: Lauren Clark Ministries

What are your dreams without limitations? If you had to write your own obituary today what would you want it to say?

Peep Rep: Well, what would yours say?
Liza: Here lies Liza who died leaving a great deal of people addicted to her books.
Peep Rep: Oh come on! Surely you have better aspirations than that!
Liza: Okay, how's this. Here lies Liza who led the move to oust Fox News from the air waves, banned for eternity.
Peep Rep: Kary, I wish I could read your obit instead. Liza doesn't seem to want to die with inspiration.  All she wants to do is addict and oust people... 
Liza: Consider yourself ousted and go find the cover!
Peep Rep: Found it and just WOW!
“Queen of Jastain” (The Reign of Light Series)
By Kary Rader

The Light brought her to the hero of Jastain, but now, modern-day Texan Abby Randall must fight an epic battle before she can become his queen. 

For twenty years, Avant has faithfully awaited the arrival of the Chosen One, a hero who will fight by his side to restore the missing Crown and drive Darkness from his kingdom of Jastain. But when she finally appears, Avant’s attraction to the Light’s champion threatens his long-held beliefs, his plan for revenge against the Dark king, and two decades of fidelity to a stolen bride. 

Abby Randall can’t possibly be Sir Hots-A-Lot’s “One.” Sure, she was mysteriously transported to this medieval land, but her only super powers are shopping and party-planning. Yet, destiny will not be denied any more than her desire to see Avant’s skill with his, uh, sword. They embark on a quest to face the very source of evil, where they will learn that only great love—and even greater sacrifice—will make her his Queen of Jastain.

Kary Rader is a part-time Twitter sage, stay-at-home mother of three, and slave to the characters and worlds inside her head. Always creative, she's drawn to stories with fantastical worlds and creatures. With a little bit of magic and divine guidance, there isn't anything that can't be accomplished with words. It's the power of words that creates and destroys. Vanquishing evil and injustice while finding eternal love in the process is all in a day's work. With the help of her critique partners and master cartographer imaginary places come to life.

Author Links:
Website/Blog:  www.karyrader.com

Tuesday, December 16, 2014

Santa Baby Bog Hop - Everyone has A Right to Love

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 Christmas Music (it's worth the effort)

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Hope you enjoyed it!
My free gift is still available today

Christmas is the perfect time to fall in Love.
Best of All...
You don't have to be perfect to fall in love.
(Oh, thank goodness!)
For example, meet Jacko, the gypsy pirate.

Jacko was forced into piracy at the age of 13, and traveled with the worst pirates imaginable until at 17 when he shot the pirate captain and took the ship back to England. Unable to get a proper job, he took up stealing, and showed a true talent for it. 

Then he met Xavier Thorn, the greatest sleuth & spy England has ever had. Xavier convinces Jacko to steal and kill for the good of England instead.

Recently, Jacko stole an old woman from Bedlam, and takes her to her daughter's estate. The moment he lays eyes on the daughter, Alice, he falls in love.

Alice intends to die unmarried. Her stepfather has abused her in the worst of ways and no man of society will ever want her. 

Upon reaching the age of 21, she takes control of her estate and gives up on love.

Until she meets Jacko. He is strong, brave, and has saved her mother from certain death. 

But her mother wishes to return to London society, which will never happen if Alice marries a gypsy.

So Jacko gets a makeover and a new name.

Meet Jacon Bienora
Spanish Aristocrat

Perfect, now they have a right to love...
But hold on...

Someone has stolen Alice.
Someone wants her dead.
Someone wants her wed (but not to Jacko).

Can Jacko find and save her in time?
Can Alice escape her capture?

You know what you must do to find out...

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While investigating the death of a friend and client, Maddy Hamilton, Xavier Thorn (reputed to be the greatest sleuth in England) is greatly impressed with Maddy’s nephew, Victor, and offers him a job as his secretary. Aware of Xavier’s history of firing secretaries, Victor garners a promise that for three months he cannot be fired.

Vic then proceeds, in Xavier’s view, to be cheeky and impertinent at every turn. Xavier endures the impudent pup because Victor is most skilled in extracting the truth from clients and intuiting facts with little evidence to assist.

As they solve a string of cases, Xavier discovers a few more important details about his troublesome apprentice, such as her true gender, and the realization that she has awakened his long dormant heart.

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Monday, December 15, 2014

Forgotten No More by Christina McKnight

Today we have...

Peep Rep: You've forgotten what the book is called, haven't you?

Liza: Don't be silly. It's Forgotten No More by Christina McKnight.

Peep Rep: Any chance you can remember if there's a prize?

Liza: Yes, oh greedy one, Christina will be offering a $25 and a $15 gift card to two rafflecopter winners.

Peep Rep: Can I win them both?

Liza: No. She has two gifts so she could reward two people.

Forgotten No More: A Lady Forsaken, Book Two
by Christina McKnight


A lady forgotten by all...

Ruby St. Augustin must find the truth of her past to determine what her future holds. She only has a short time in London to uncover the identity of her real father and the secrets behind her birth. If anyone learns of her mission, she will disgrace everyone she holds dear. What she doesn’t expect is to draw the attention of a man who doesn’t care about his reputation or her past.

A man mesmerized by one...

Harold Jakeston is a man without wealth or title. Resigned to a life he loathes, Harold has the chance at a few weeks of freedom before being trapped in a future he wants no part of. When he’s drawn into the mysterious quest of a woman from his past, he embraces the opportunity to forget the life that awaits him. What he never anticipated is falling in love with a woman who ignites his desire to create a new future for himself and for her. 

A love neither can abandon...

London, England
January 1816

      Ruby took a deep breath before trying the final drawer that could hold all the answers to her past, her true heritage. Her lungs expanded; she held the air inside. She didn’t exhale until it burned. With trembling fingers, she reached for the last drawer and pulled.

      Her nicely trimmed nails nearly snapped when her grasp on the handle slipped from the force of her tug. The drawer hadn’t budged.


      “Oh, poppy cocks!” she hissed. Moving her hands to the folds of her evening gown, Ruby procured a small pouch tucked neatly into a hidden pocket. Setting it on the desk, she pulled out her array of lock-picking devices, really only hairpins and small wires she’d collected since her first night—and her first failed attempt at breaking into a desk—to help her disengage the drawer.

      She had to know what secrets this lord held. Would she find an envelope inside labelled ‘Abandoned Daughter,’ or a report from the Bow Street Runners with details about herself—her hair color, the particular green shade of her eyes, places she’d been, perhaps the details of her activities over the course of her life?

Nothing worth finding was that simply ascertained.

No man, married or not, would leave record of their nefarious past. It was more likely her father had not spared her, or her mother, a second thought after throwing his pregnant mistress from his townhouse in the middle of the night with no coat and no means to get home.

      Ruby was anything but a fool, but she found herself continuing to search regardless. She didn’t need a signed confession—she just needed that letter opener.

      Picks in hand, she knelt before the locked drawer and eyed the keyhole, blowing a wayward strand of hair that had fallen across her face. She’d been unsuccessful more often than not when attempting to open locked drawers. But luck may have been on her side this evening. She’d entered the ball with little fuss, shortly after the host and hostess had quit the receiving line. It was surprising how similar the layout of most London townhouses were. Ruby had navigated the halls of the second floor and found the room she sought fairly quickly, encountering not a soul.

      The pins slipped into the lock and her tongue darted out of her mouth to lick her lips as she concentrated on moving them exactly right to click the lock over. She fought to keep her hands steady when sweat broke out across her forehead. She was running out of time.

      Ruby applied a bit too much pressure and the pin snapped, falling uselessly into the locked drawer. “Damn you to hell, mother!” she cursed and sat back, wiping her slick brow.

      She’d always viewed herself as a sensible girl, a dutiful daughter, and an honest friend. She could only imagine the horror on Vi’s face if she saw her now. A common thief. A midnight prowler. A defiler of privacy.

      Although, it could not be helped.

      She sought answers and at the moment all she had was an endless list of questions.

      Gaining her feet once more, she bundled her kit and slipped it back into her pocket. She turned her attention to the long table against the wall behind the desk. Leaning over, she ran her hand along the underside of the ornately carved piece, feeling for hidden compartments or—if her luck returned—a forgotten folder of papers.

       “Sherry, Miss Ruby?” an oddly familiar voice asked behind her.


Ruby St. Augustin is a forgotten lady. Her father is dead, and her disinterested mother has left her in the country while she enjoys London. However, Ruby finds her mother’s diary and discovers the man who loved and raised her was not her real father. Her unknown father lives in London, so Ruby sets out to find him.

Staying with her dearest friend, Vi, and the lady’s husband, Brock, Ruby has created a list of men who might be her father and takes to breaking into to their homes, searching their property to see if she can find an item that her mother had given her true father before he tossed her off.

The son of a mean spirited Vicar, Harold, is also staying with her friends. When he finds her sorting through the private library of a gentleman, he worries what trouble she might cause his friend, Brock and starts to follow the lady about.

Ruby does not appreciate his assistance, but she gets it all the same. As matters become complicated, their feelings become doubly so. What progresses is a long chain of events that keeps the reader’s interest. Matters do no work out exactly as Ruby expected, but an HEA can be found.

I enjoyed this story a great deal. It was well written, and consistently engaging. The story is far more complex than I anticipated, but that is what kept it so interesting. I had not read the first book of this series, but upon reading this, I certainly want to.

I give this book 5 stars for being well written and constantly engaging, 
leaving me happy and self-satisfied.

Christina McKnight is a book lover turned writer. From a young age, her mother encouraged her to tell her own stories. She’s been writing ever since. Currently, she focuses on Historical Romance, Urban Fantasy, and Paranormal Romance.

Christina enjoys a quiet life in Northern California with her family, her wine, and lots of coffee. Oh, and her books…don’t forget her books! Most days she can be found writing, reading, or traveling the great state of California.

Follow her on Twitter: @CMcKnightWriter

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