Monday, October 16, 2017

3 books by Autographed books by Anne Greene ends October 23rd

Please Welcome Anne back to my blog. Anne is giving away 3 autographed books so be sure to read on down on how to enter. Don't forget to leave your email address and if you are a feedburner follower be sure to let me now for a second entry.


1820 – June 30 – The London townhouse of the Marquess of Fremont

Giggles. Whispers. More giggles.

Lord Bradford Hamilton, soon to be Earl of Bentley, turned. Behind him, confound it, they were laughing at him.

Three of the most striking women he’d ever had the pleasure of viewing stood in their ball gowns murmuring to one another and giggling. At him.

Blast! He wouldn’t even be here had not Father insisted. He adjusted his crimson cravat. He could best any man present at fisticuffs, sword, and pistol, but women….

He yearned to be in love. Many of his acquaintances reported that each had each fallen in love with a woman at a glance, thought about her from afar, and once married, spent his life protecting her. Thus far, he had been denied that experience.

Yet, Father insisted he take a wife. This season. He must wed no later than September or October. If he failed, Father would pass the inheritance to James. And his younger brother by ten and one-half months did everything in his power to prevent him from marrying.

James was ambitious, and he desired the Townhouses, the estate, and the money. Bentley frowned. Not that he would mind sharing, but British law remained steadfast and unchangeable. To protect estates from being parceled out, when the owner died the eldest son inherited everything.

But Father could and would deed his land money to James if he so desired, leaving Bentley with nothing but the inherited title. From birth, the Law of Primogeniture had been a thorn in James’ side, rendering him jealous and prone to pranks that verged on hurtful. And left James cool in his brotherly relationship.

Bentley had tried all his twenty-three years to mend the lack of good will between them, but still his only sibling, or as Father called James—the spare—, remained distant. Except for his prankish schemes.

Bentley shifted his feet, too warm encased in his new tall riding boots which also served as formal dancing boots, as he stood next to the long, white-clothed refreshment table. He clasped his hands behind his back, hoping that posture made him look attractive to the ladies present. The pressure of securing a wife kept him awake most nights. Surely, he had bags beneath his eyes. More likely trunks.

He had glanced twice at one particular lady before he noticed the small square of black fabric she wore under her cap, the corner pointed down over her smooth, oval forehead. Father had forbidden him to take a wife who was a widow. Too much difficulty with the dowry and the acquisition of her lands. Far too many lords died in duels defending such lands from younger brothers of the widow.

He’d not been attracted to any of the eligible ladies at the balls and soirees he’d dutifully attended during the season. And the ton had paraded all their ladies-on-the market before his eyes. He’d entertained high hopes for this last and very late ball of the season. But so far, he’d definitely not met a lady who was to his taste. One not frightened off by the rumors James spread of his being a rogue of the worst sort.

Apparently the most beautiful lady heiresses with the most lavish fortunes steered clear of rogues. Plus, he’d decided he wouldn’t settle for a plain lady. And Father wouldn’t settle for a lady without an enormous fortune and title.

Really narrowed the field.

Bentley shrugged his shoulders inside his confining maroon velvet frock coat and sighed.

“So, Bentley, see any damsel to your liking?” Lord Sebastian Somerset, his closest friend, reached down and snagged a tart from the table.

“The ladies are laughing at me.”

“Yes, they want you to notice them. You are tonight’s most eligible bachelor. Fortunately for you I’m not in the running, or you wouldn’t stand a chance.” Sebastian winked a bright blue eye and tossed his thatch of blond hair. He thrust a proud thumb beneath the lapel of his brown velvet frockcoat.

Bentley blew out an exasperated breath. “No, you are free to choose any woman you want. You don’t have an aging father anxious to dandle a grandson on his knee.”

“Right, as second son I am only pressured to enter the military. Which I won’t.” Sebastian popped the sweet into his mouth, and didn’t look at all concerned about his future. He licked raspberry from his lips.

“If I were free I would not marry. Women are rather tedious, don’t you think?” Bentley raised an eyebrow.

Sebastian threw his head, that women no doubt thought quite handsome, back and laughed. “You only say that because you are afraid of the fairer sex.”

“I fear nothing.” Bentley growled. Except this crème de la crème of society, he’d seldom made time for. He pulled a snowy handkerchief from his lace cuff and wiped beads of sweat from on his brow.

“Then walk over there and select one of those lovely ladies as your bride.” A smirk lit Sebastian’s face. “I’d choose the one in the white dress. Lady Camilla Merriweather. But I know for a fact that she’s holding out for a marquess or an earl. Why else do you think she’s standing where you can’t escape seeing her?”

Bentley glanced at the ladies, one a blonde, one with a head full of red curls, and one a shimmering brunette, and then turned his back. His cheeks burned.

“Whom shall I introduce you to? Lady Camilla, Lady Nicola, or Lady Elizabeth?”

“My father would ask which is the richest heiress?”

“That would be the small, slender, blonde, Lady Elizabeth. And she is painfully shy.”

Bentley shook his head. “I fear marriage to that one would be a mere shadow. I think I might prefer a woman with more zest.”

“Lady Nicola has vibrancy, but I’m solicitous for you since she is most outspoken.”

Bentley nodded. “I think I might prefer a woman with a soft voice and a soft touch.”

“You’ve never kept company with a woman in all the time we’ve been friends. How would you know what you want?”

“Well, yes. That is a problem. I don’t know what I want. And if I show the slightest interest in a female, she thinks I’m proposing. The entire ton knows I must select a wife before winter.” He cupped his hand and smoothed his lush beard. “And what are Lady Camilla’s attributes?”

“She’s a lovely girl. But I fear she has no money. She is the daughter of a viscount, and hopes to marry wealth.”

“So not one of those lovely ladies can I approach as they do not meet my criteria.”

Sebastian slapped him on the back. “I’ve have a solution for you my friend.”

Bentley swept the ballroom with his eyes, turning his head to take in the whole candle-lit scene, polished wood floor, musicians in the corner, clumps of ladies eyeing him behind their fans, and other gentlemen moving among them as easily as if they’d been born to navigate that danger-filled terrain. He was sorely out of his element in this glittering splendor. “I need help. What do you say?”

“My Aunt Honore is a matchmaker. Through no fault of her own, she’s confined to spinsterhood. So, pairing up eligible bachelors with qualified ladies is how she makes her living. She will provide you with the best catch of the ton.”

“Not bloody likely! I won’t have someone else choose a bride for me.”

“No. No.” Sebastian shook his head. “You don’t understand. Aunt Honore will provide a list of appropriate ladies, along with their pedigrees, their likes, and their dislikes. She will show you a miniature likeness, and offer you a lock of their hair. You have only to meet them and make your choice. It’s quite simple really.” Sebastian grinned. “And each lady will parade a lovely set of her own teeth.”

“And what if the lady I chose decides she doesn’t care for me at all?”

“You really have been secreted at your country estate too long. There are other pastimes than training horses.” Sebastian made a wry face and shook his head. “Ladies really have no choice, or very little, about whom they marry. Their papas make the decision. First the prospective husband must be incredibly rich.” Sebastian held up his index finger. “You are.”

“Then the prospective husband must not be too old to provide an heir.” Sebastian held up another finger. “Obviously you are extremely virile and able to father a son.” Sebastian chuckled, “I think you can navigate that route, old boy.” Sebastian held up a third finger. “The prospective husband must follow the Rules of Love.” Sebastian frowned. “You do know the Rules of Love?”

“Never heard of such a bloody thing.”

“No fear. Aunt Honore will provide you with a handbook.”

“Why haven’t you told me all this before?”

“You were busy. I realize training all those Arabian horses takes time. When you weren’t expanding the lands and holdings of The Oaks, you spent your time in London at The Trophy Club, playing billiards or cards.” Sebastian’s eyes twinkled. “Or gaming or at the horse races. Hiding from the ladies I expect.”

“They do plague a fellow.” Be so much easier if women flirted with him as they did with Sebastian. But the mysterious and lovely gentler sex seldom wandered into his stables or onto the race track.

“So, you will give one of those plaguing women relief from her cares. You will ask her to be your wife, and she will be ever so happy to comply.”

“Dastardly!” The very thought of taking a wife in that manner made him quake in his boots.

How about you?
If you could stay a week in any time or place in history, where would you choose to go?

Do you believe in “The One and Only Man” or do you believe there are any number of men, one of which you could fall in love with as your soul mate?

Anne is giving away an autographed copy of Avoiding The Mistletoe, and an autographed copy of Keara's Escape, and an autographed copy of A Groom for Christmas. Answer one of the questions above to be entered in the giveaway!

My home is in the quaint antiquing town of McKinney, Texas, just a few miles north of Dallas. My dear husband is a retired Colonel, Army Special Forces. My little brown and white Shih Tzu, Lily Valentine, shares my writing space, curled at my feet. I have four beautiful, talented children, and eight grandchildren who keep me running.

I’ve traveled in every location of each book I’ve written, and each book is a book of my heart. Besides my first love, writing, I enjoy travel, art, sports, reading, sailing, snorkeling, movies, and way too many other things to mention. Life is good. Jesus said, “I am come that you might have life and that you might have it more abundantly.” Whether writing contemporary or historical, my books celebrate the abundant life Jesus gives.

I’ve written several other novellas. AVOIDING THE MISTLETOE, is included in the Mistletoe, Jingle Bells, and Second Chances Collection. My novella KEARA’S ESCAPE is included in the Orphan Train/Spinster Collection. DAREDEVILS is included in the North Carolina, 50 States Collection. SPUR OF THE MOMENT BRIDE is included in the Wyoming, 50 States Collection. A CHRISTMAS BELLE, is included in the Christmas Mail Order Angels anthology. THE MARRIAGE BROKER AND THE MORTICIAN is included in The California Gold Rush Romance Collection. My novellas, A FOOL FOR LOVE, A GROOM FOR CHRISTMAS, and A TEXAS CHRISTMAS MYSTERY are stand-alone novellas.

Moody Press published my first book, TRAIL OF TEARS. I love writing about alpha heroes who aren’t afraid to fall on their knees in prayer, and about gutsy heroines. My Women of Courage series spotlights heroic women of World War II. You might want to begin with the first book ANGEL WITH STEEL WINGS. Read my private investigating series, Handcuffed In Texas. The first book is RED IS FOR ROOKIE. Enjoy my award-winning Scottish historical romances, MASQUERADE MARRIAGE and MARRIAGE BY ARRANGEMENT. I hope my stories transport you to awesome new worlds and touch your heart to seek a deeper spiritual relationship with the Lord Jesus. Buy my books on Anne Greene.


Monday, October 2, 2017

Secrets and Wishes by Kathleen Rouser ends October 9th

Please welcome Kathleen Rouser to my blog today. Kathleen is giving away a copy of her book Secrets and Wishes. Be sure to read on down to find out how to enter.
New Chapters in Life

When I decided that the older sister of the hero in Rumors and Promises needed her own story, I also decided to pull a secondary character from my novella, The Pocket Watch. The brother of the main character, Daniel, is Thomas Harper. Though he was only mentioned a couple of times I decided to move him, a widower from Detroit, to Stone Creek, Michigan with his four rambunctious children.  

Maggie, also widowed, is the heroine of Secrets and Wishes, my latest novel. Both Thomas and Maggie are going through times of transition in their lives. Maggie no longer keeps house for her brother, Ian, who is now married. She gains second place in a national baking contest and starts to think about a possible future as a businesswoman with her own bakery.

Thomas, still reeling from the death of his capable helpmeet, decides to move to a smaller country town and open a pharmacy there. Lost without Bess, he’s finding it harder to start over than he expected.

It occurred to me that I had written about people who were going through major transitions in their lives. Over the years as I had worked on this story, on and off, I realized I’d been transitioning too. No longer a homeschooling mom of three, on call 24/7, I found myself with an empty nest. My youngest left for the military at 18, I had another kid on the other side of the world, and one trying to figure out life in another city. Who was I in the midst of all that? I went back to school—twice. I worked in a contract job and later a temp job as a dental assistant, but never seemed to find the right fit. It seemed the Lord was calling me home and back to pursuing my writing more seriously. And that was kind of scary, though I love being home most of the time and creating new stories!

After going through a wilderness experience recently, and calling out to God, He has heard my cries and pointed me fully back to Himself, where I realize: Here is my home, first and foremost, I am a child of God. As it says in Colossians 3:3 of believers, “For you died, and your life is now hidden in Christ with God.” Our identity is truly in Jesus Christ who has given us new life in Him!

Maggie and Thomas are flawed individuals who also are looking for the answers to what the next chapter in their lives is supposed to look like. When trials and tragedy ensue, they’re eventually drawn closer to Christ and surprises in love. I also enjoyed writing about their fictional children: Abby, Josiah, Lyle, Zeke, the troublemaker, and Maggie’s son, Philip. I hope my readers will enjoy their antics as much as I enjoyed creating these characters and their situations.

Writing a novel can be as therapeutic as it is creative, so I find I’m learning about myself even as I get to know my characters. It’s my desire to encourage and entertain with each of my stories. With my historical romances, my wish is to minister to my readers as they escape to Stone Creek, that they will take a load off and have a cold glass of lemonade on Maggie’s front porch swing as they read Secrets and Wishes.


1.What situation most recently made you think about the direction of your life?

2.What kind of character do you find most intriguing?

3.Which do you like better: simple romances or those with deeper plots? And why? 

GIVEAWAY: Secrets and Wishes 
Answer one of her questions above and leave your email address to enter. Don't forget to let me know if you are a feedburner follower for an extra entry. If you are not be sure to become one and let me know! Choice of paperback or Kindle in Continental US, Kindle Internationally.

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Stone Creek, Michigan
April, 1901

Maggie Galloway and Thomas Harper clash after their sons collide in a fistfight. Both widowed, they’re each doing their best as a parent to their children. Outgoing Maggie has dreams for a home of her own and a business to provide for her son as she searches for God’s path for her life as a widow. Reserved Thomas struggles to establish his new pharmacy and take care of his four rambunctious children, while wondering how a loving God could take his beloved wife.

When Thomas becomes deathly ill, Maggie is recruited to nurse him back to health. Taking the children in hand, as well, is more than she bargained for, but she is drawn to help the grieving family. Both nurse and patient find themselves drawn to each other but promptly deny their feelings.

A baking contest sponsored by the Silver Leaf Flour Company brings former beau, Giles Prescott, back into Maggie’s life. When Giles offers Maggie a position at their test kitchen in Chicago, he hints that, along with assuring her a good job, it will allow them to possibly rekindle their relationship.

But then a charlatan comes to town, and tragedy soon follows. Maggie and Thomas discover the miracle potions he hawks aren’t so harmless when an epidemic hits Stone Creek. Thomas and Maggie realize they must work together to save lives.

Maggie finds herself caught up in battles within and without—the battle to help the townsfolk in the midst of illness and chicanery, and the battle to know which man—Thomas or Giles—deserves to win her heart.

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ABOUT KATHLEEN: Kathleen Rouser is the award-winning author of Rumors and Promises, her first novel about the people of fictional Stone Creek, Michigan. She is a longtime member of American Christian Fiction Writers. Kathleen longs to create characters who resonate with readers and realize the need for a transforming Savior in their everyday lives. She lives in Michigan with her hero and husband, Jack, and the sassy tail-less cat who found a home in their empty nest. Connect with Kathleen on her website at

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Monday, September 25, 2017

The Judge’s Bride by Patricia PacJac Carrol ends October 2

I'd like to welcome Patricia to my blog this week. It has been a while! Patricia is giving away a copy of The Judge’s Bride so be sure to read on down and answer one of her questions. Don't forget to leave your email addy so we can contact you if you win. If you are a feed burner follower be sure to let me know for an extra entry!

Thanks to Debbie Lynne for inviting me to her blog. I hope everyone is doing well. Still praying for all those who suffer from the hurricanes, floods, and fires. Our country has been hit with a lot lately.
Why do I write historicals? For me, it’s because I love horses and always have. I grew up watching westerns, and I just can’t get them out of my mind or imagination. I love the notion of the Wild West, the freedom of riding over the plains, and the idea of exploring new lands and forging out a life in a new place.
So that’s a little about me. Patricia PacJac Carroll and why I write what I do. Today, I wanted to introduce you to one of my series set in Montana in the 1880s. 

Second Chances ~ who doesn’t love them! 
The Judge’s Bride ~ Book 1 of Montana Brides of Solomon’s Valley
You know, circumstances have made a mess out of your life. Oh, all right, perhaps we have had a hand in the mess, but this story is more about two people who decide to make the best of the mess they find themselves in.
Rachel had been happily married. Yes, they struggled on their farm in Minnesota, but they and their ten children were happy until the unthinkable happens and Rachel finds herself a widow. The farm would go to pay taxes. That was bad enough. But now she was at risk of not only losing the farm but her youngest children when well-meaning townsfolk decide she couldn’t provide for her large family.
Desperate, she answers an ad for a mail order bride. Her bid to save her family goes unnoticed by all but one man, Judge Solomon Taggart in Montana. Desperate to keep her children, she accepts his offer, but chooses not to tell him how many children she has.
Judge Solomon Taggart had everything. He practically owned Solomon’s Valley. Did own the biggest ranch. Add some gold mines and he had it all. Except a family. His wife and daughter had died of the fever years ago. He was lonely. And had no one to leave his vast holdings to. Desperate for a family, he replied to an ad for mail order brides. One ad caught his eye. The woman said she had children. Didn’t say how many, but one or two would be nice. Besides, he had his hands full trying to keep peace between two feuding families in the valley.

I hope you’ll enjoy this story of love’s second chances. The Judge’s Bride is Book 1 of
Montana  Brides of Solomon’s Valley series.
Have you taken advantage of a second chance?
Have you known a family involved in a feud?
*** I’ll give away one ebook of The Judge’s Bride (Kindle Version) 

About Patricia: Patricia PacJac Carroll~ I am a writer, Christian first, and blessed beyond my imagination. I live in the Dallas-Ft Worth area of Texas with my wonderful treasure of a husband, my spoiled dog, Jacs, and my awesome son, Josh. Did I say I was blessed? The PacJac is from my initials and my husbands. I wouldn't be able to write if it weren't for him. I love adventure and the open road. The stories of the western era have always been a favorite of mine. I enjoy writing, and my goal is to write stories readers will enjoy.

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