lingtorecycdi.ga/sorry-seems-to-be-the-hardest.php Peggy here: Sandra and Your Grace, it was an honor and a pleasure to visit with you today. Happy writing and travels! I can go in so many directions with this blog choice. My favorite books to read over and over; the type of books I like to read; my favorite genres and subgenres. So many avenues to explore. My favorite books to read over and over. I only saw the miniseries once, so that tells you how much more I like the book! The first time along with my daughter, the second time on my own.
You do the math on that one! The types of books I like to read. Well romances , of course! He has to be committed on every level to the heroine — emotionally, physically, spiritually and intellectually. The same goes for the heroine. I want to read about folks I could see myself being friends with. Stick with me here, folks: Romance-contemporary romance- foodie-humor -strong heroine- family. Favorite genre: romance.
Favorite subgenre of romance: contemporary romance. Elements of contemporary romance books — humorous stories about families with strong women. Add a dash of cooking into the mix and serve! And just for full disclosure here, I also like the erotic contemporary romances of Jennifer Probst and Christina Lauren.
And because this is blog hop, click on over to these other romance writers to see what they consider their favorite books. Give us a glimpse of the surroundings where you write. Separate room? In the kitchen? At the dining room table? Sometimes the couch. Rarely my desk. Not the most ideal places for proper back and wrist position though.
A ruthless baron hunts him and a dark past haunts him, leaving little room for alliances with a Highland laird or his tempting daughter. Amidst magic, superstition, and ghosts of the past, Alasdair and Deirdre find themselves falling together in a web of secrets and the curse of a hundred kisses…. She sensed no colors in the murky, lifeless water, and it was freeing. All breath escaped her. Muted visions passed before her eyes—her mother, her father, Gordon, and Cortland.
Just a moment longer, she thought…. Suddenly, a burst of warm light invaded her thoughts as air filled her lungs. Red-hot hands burned her shoulders and ripped her from her icy grave. She breathed life into her body. She coughed, gagging on the change. Oh, God, so hot. His fingers were like hot pokers. Her head pounded as she slowly returned to the present. Heat radiated from her rescuer.
Somebody had pulled her from the water. A red-hot glow emanated from his body. Never before had she felt such a strong lifeblood, and it nearly burned her. She struggled in his arms to get free. She blinked, only seeing a blurry form before her. She splashed and wriggled, and he did as told. She clambered to the shoreline. Numb and shaken, she began to dress. She instantly regretted her naked swim. She pulled on her long-sleeved white chemise first. She faced the forest, away from her rescuer. He quietly splashed to shore.
His lifeblood burned into her back. She refused to look at him until she was fully clothed, not out of embarrassment of her nudity, but for what had just happened. He released a groan and mumbled under his breath about wet boots. When she put the last garment on, her brown wool work kirtle, she squeezed out her sopping hair and swept her hands through the knotty mess. She fastened her belt and tied the lacings up the front of the kirtle. Blood returned to her fingertips, and she regained her composure. Belated awareness struck her, and she leaned down and searched through her bag for her dagger.
She spun around. She gasped as she saw the man sitting on the stone-covered shoreline, his wet boots off. Confusion and the hint of a scowl filled his strong-featured face. She staggered back, caught her heel on a stone, and fell, dropping the dagger.
Dirt and pebbles stuck to her wet hands and feet, and she instinctively scrambled away from him. His glower, iridescent dark blue eyes, and disheveled black hair were not unfamiliar. Staring at her was the man she had seen in her dream—it was the man from the wood. Jean is a scientist, part-time education director, and a mom.
She currently resides in Massachusetts and draws from her interests in history, science, the outdoors, and her family for inspiration. In , she visited the land of her daydreams, Scotland, and it was nothing short of breathtaking. Jean enjoys tending to her flower gardens, tackling the biggest mountains in New England with her husband, and playing with her sons, while daydreaming about the next hero to write about….
I hope you enjoyed meeting Jean as much as I did! Recently I had a week of author blog visits from some amazeballs non-romance writers. Today, I can add one more name to that list, Ginger Dehlinger. So cool! So, sit back and get to know Ginger. Do you listen to music while you write, and if so, what kind?
If not, why not?
Either I want to sing along or dance to it. Peggy here: so do I!! Feeling betrayed by her pa and a girl she idolizes, Clara wants nothing to do with her new young stepmother. Geneva retaliates, beginning a clash of wills that lasts from to the flu epidemic of Years go by without them speaking to one another. Geneva, bolder of the two, lives a life of ease in elegant homes with piped water and domestic help.
For spite, Clara marries a handsome cowboy Geneva fancies, but ends up living in a freezing cold cabin and a house infested with bugs. She takes in ironing and feeds miners to make ends meet, discovering love and purpose in the process. It takes a tragedy to bring her and her family together again. Can she and Geneva see this as an opportunity to put aside the past? Can they salvage a relationship that was once the center of their world?
With a sudden start she realized she would be seeing Geneva every day. They would be living in the same house—the one Pa built for his family—and her best friend, her only friend in this place with no neighborhoods or schools was now her stepmother. Ginger Dehlinger is a native Oregonian who enjoys writing about the American West: poems, essays, short stories, and two novels, one set in Oregon, one in Colorado. Her poetry has also been honored. She also participates in a small critique group. In her spare time she enjoys hiking, reading, and travel.
She now lives in Bend, Oregon with her husband Dick and a cat named Kiki. DeeDee writes historical fiction love that! That is until the night she braves shadowed hallways of the Cowboy and Western Museum in pursuit of a long-lost diary. Her search of an antique covered wagon halts abruptly when the museum slips Alice back in time. Thomas Bristol is an experienced wagon master. On a daily basis he deals with cholera, exhausted oxen, and river rapids on the treacherous journey to Oregon Territory.
On the trail, Alice and Thomas strive to balance his love of roaming adventure and her desire for predictable orderliness. As the wagon train reaches Independence Rock, the sparks between them catch fire. But can such different people become equal partners in love…and can their love survive the slip in time? Alice bent her lanky frame forward to squint at the notation scratched in the corner of the diary—scribbled in a different hand, less confident, childish.
Before she could talk herself out it, Alice exited the research library to set off down the darkened corridors of the Cowboy and Western Museum. Her footsteps made soft thwacks on the marble floor. She, Alice Hanstrom, intrepid scaredy-cat, was on an adventure. How thrilling, how positively mind—blowing, how…. Alice flinched away from a creaking noise to her right. Her mystery scenarios and characters turn up on boat cruises and many corporate and private events around the Puget Sound. Peggy here: This was such a fun interview. DeeDee, it has been such a pleasure getting to know you!
Much luck with your continued writing and congrats on release day for My Traveling Man. I realized the other day that I never answered my own author interview questions, so I figured today would be a good day to do that. You can really know everything about me by just reading my BIO page on the blog, but this is a little more in-depth. Sugar and spice and everything sexy make the perfect recipe for romance in this brand-new series by Peggy Jaeger.
Look for exclusive recipes in each book! From her cookbooks to her hit TV show, Kandy is a kitchen queen—and suddenly someone is determined to poison her cup. Josh Keane is a private investigator, not a bodyguard. Josh ran a hand through his thick, black hair and blew out a breath. From his concealed vantage point behind the studio equipment, he was impressed by the practiced ease with which she moved around the set kitchen, talking non-stop, explaining the details of the recipe she was preparing without the use of cue cards or even a glance at the teleprompter.
A little kick of awareness ricocheted through his midsection every time she glanced up, spoke, and looked into the camera. It was as intimate as if she were speaking to him and no one else. Kandy pulled the baking tins from the oven and turned them upside down to deliver two perfect rounds onto a cooling rack.
After reading the bio her assistant had faxed to him the night before, Josh had gone to bed, his dreams filled with visions of a tiny, cherub faced, angel soaring around a kitchen. At five-nine in flats, most of it was leg packed into second skin jeans. Jet-black curls tumbled down to the middle of her back, secured from her face by a flaming red headband. Heart-shaped, its peak descended almost to the middle of a smooth, flawless forehead.
Arched eyebrows and thick eyelashes framed her eyes, the outer corners tipped upward at a slight angle, their color a blue rivaling a pale sky. I met Clair Brett 3 years ago at a romance writing meeting and was instantly capitated by her quick wit, her intelligence, and her kindness. I have written since I can remember. As an only child, I would create stories in my head. Now, as an adult, I love the feeling of bringing my characters to life and since I am a pantser at heart, even though I do plot in my own way, I want to see how the story will end. I write the stories for me first.
Right now I am writing Historical Romance set in the Regency period with a spatter of suspense because that is what I love to read.
When I started reading for pleasure again after college, I was teaching full time, had two babies 12 months apart and we were a typical young struggling couple. I liked the historical romance genre, because it was so far removed from my own life and let me step into a world that was glitzy and glamourous, but not familiar. I believe reading for pleasure should be an escape. I do have a couple of contemporary ideas and even a YA dystopia retelling of a childhood classic, oh and there is that Scottish Highland hero who keeps raising his hand now and then….
I also love a good romantic suspense. I am also fortunate enough to edit for some writers so I get to read a variety of genres then as well. One of my goals for is to read more. I am starting my list of books for on goodreads and I am trying to branch out. Ha, funny. Seriously, I am still working on that.
It depends on the day and my workload from the day job. Once I begin writing, I already know where that scene has to go and I can bang out words fairly quickly. My goal is to get to the point where I can write in the morning, earlier than I do now, and then work on edits in the afternoon, with the other business stuff stuck in between. When I got done teaching 5 years ago now I had a wish for an office. For a while I moved into what I thought of as our dining room, but was not being used as that, at the time. Two years ago, my contractor husband finally agreed to move forward with some major remodels on our house and we closed in the middle part of our wrap around porch and created a very cozy office for me.
I will eventually have sliding pocket doors for more privacy, but it has a bank of windows to let in the sun and warm breeze in the summer, and it is just big enough to fit my desk, an over-stuffed chair for editing and reading, and my two bookcases. It is by far my favorite spot in our house now!
Are you the kind of writer who needs total quiet to compose, or are you able to filter out the typical sounds of the day and use your tunnelvision? Yes, I am letting my geek flag fly. I usually play instrumental music. I choose classical most days because I am not familiar with any lyrics, because if it is a song I know I have caught myself singing it in my head. I have a writing and editing playlist I listen to on Spotify and it helps me settle into the mood of writing, since I only listen to it when I am writing or editing.
Instead he tried to take over every scene he was in. I knew he needed his own book and was trying to figure out his story. During that workshop I kept getting cards with swords and like a lightening bolt I got a scene of my hero having a sword fight with the heroine and just like that I knew she was a highwaywoman dressed as a man, and he was sent to apprehend, or kill the highwayman, and a story idea was born.
That is a hard question. My first reaction would be to say character, but usually I get a full scene, which may or may not end up in the book, but it is the main character, sometimes hero, sometimes heroine doing something, from there I start asking questions and might just sit and journal freestyle for a bit to try and get a handle on what I saw. Then, I will have to find the romantic interest. Sometimes as I am writing one story I have a character, like Lord Breakerton, who screams for their own story, then I will try to learn about them as they evolve throughout that story.
My stories are, as most romances, character based and so I would guess I have my characters and try to figure out their stories, instead of coming up with a plot and sticking a character in to fit it. My nickname growing up was Charlie. I grew into it however, and there are still people in my little town, and family that only call me Charlie. My dad used to call me Charlie Brown and it got shortened. Donny Osmond, and I was 6 or 7 maybe younger.
Peggy here — I lovedlovedloved Donny Osmond!!! If you could relive one day, which one would it be? Ooo, this is tough… I would have to say the second day of my honeymoon. We had two weeks of vacation ahead of us, with no worries and plenty of money for tropical drinks. They have a tendency to be a bit more fun with the patterns lending to a laid back feel, and I am not a fan of commando.
A girls like a little mystery. Wink, wink. Hair dryer. What three words describes you, the person? Reserved some would say repressed. If you could hang out with any literary character from any book penned at any time line, who would it by, why, and what would you do together? It is no secret that I have an unhealthy love of Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen, so I would pick Elizabeth Bennett, because she really was very modern for her time and out spoken.
To have a woman that self-possessed during that time period was unique. I would like to sit with her, have tea, and talk about the topics of the day to see how they affected her and her sisters, and also to get her thoughts on how life should be. I would like to be Eloisa James, Historical romance writer extraordinaire, for a day. She is wildly talented, and she is married to Italian aristocracy. She gets to travel all over the world, and she just always looks so elegant and composed.
I would love to be her and then take what I learn to get myself to where she is. Summer, a warm breeze comes off the ocean and floats into my bedroom waking me with the sounds of ocean waves and birds chirping. My hardworking husband brings me a cup of tea and we sit and talk enjoying the sunrise and the warm weather.
I would end the evening with my hardworking husband, and a dinner of lobster and steak with champagne, and maybe a chance to curl up in the moonlight and read a good book, before we go to bed…. Have you ever thought of going into intelligence gathering, Peggy? What a list of questions. Four years later, and the owner of her own bakery, she is still not free of the demands of men when a violent and anonymous blackmailer threatens her, her livelihood…and her daughter.
And then, there is him…. Viscount Renwick still mourns the wife he began to love before her untimely death—that is until he discovers her alive and well living in Scotland. A Little about the author:. A former middle and high school English teacher, Clair has had a lifetime love affair with reading. Once she read Pride and Prejudice as an extra read in high school, she was hooked. Clair began pursuit of publication when she was a new mother in need of a hobby. Her oldest daughter will be graduating in , so you do the math.
Clair is a firm believer that a reader finds a piece of who they are or learns something about the world with every book they read. She wants her readers to be empowered and to have a refreshed belief in the goodness of people and the power of love after reading her work. Today I get to introduce you to one of my favorite people, Clair Brett. We are RWA chapter mates, fellow dog lovers, writing enthusiasts, and lovers of Regency romance.
Bio Dragon keeper and historical romance author, Clair Brett lives in NH with her hard working husband, and two teenaged daughters. Leave a comment. You all know I lovelovelov e finding and introducing you to fabulous authors. I met her through our mutual RWA chapter and the moment she introduced herself to me I knew we were going to be writing friends forever.
Her warmth, humor, and love of writing shine through in her work. Take one lone woman from Manhattan. Add a sexy ghost and a secluded Victorian mansion. Stir often. Heat thoroughly. Fun Fact… Haunting Highland House was inspired by a real place. Summoning all her strength, she stepped into the light before him. Her heart pounded as if it would explode right out of her chest. I believed you to be the spirit, sent to torment me.
He captured her face, forcing her to look at him. His voice dropped to a pleading whisper. You know me.
When the Duke of Rothington abandoned Cressida Grenville on their wedding day she was completely brokenhearted. How could a love - and a man - she had . To ask other readers questions about His Grace Regrets, please sign up. This is a Regency romance with an interesting premise: three years earlier, the.
You must. Sam went still. She dared to meet his gaze. He was sinfully gorgeous, like some dark fallen angel. Golden firelight flickered across his features. It was madness.
Always carry at least three blades. He had no idea. Disabling it will result in some disabled or missing features. Nothing was worth hurrying over that much. Accidentally, Love - A Regency Novella.
She was alone in a far off mansion with a stranger, and yet… Sanity fought for a toehold. She squirmed against him until he released her with a tortured groan. There is nothing more. Fool doctors with their laudanum. Prayed you would come back to me. Your hair falling over me, the smell of your skin, your sweet lips parting.
How can you not? Mesmerized, Sam was powerless against the dark magic he wove. Solid ground crumbled beneath her feet. Her body pulsed where they had touched. The very air around them seemed electrified. With a low growl, he pulled her down into the space between his legs and wrapped his arms around her again. Let me love you.
If only we could travel back in time. Winding roads lined by old stone walls, forgotten cemeteries, grand homes with shadowy pasts…all sparks for her imagination. And ghosts!
Kathryn shares her colonial home with those she loves most…her wonderful husband and daughter, and three crazy dogs. Click here — review. As you all know I love finding new authors and then introducing my friends to them. Elinor Burkenstock never believed in fairy tales. But Elinor knows the difference between fiction and truth. Daydreams and reality. True love and false promises. He wants nothing more than to marry Elinor, the woman of his wildest dreams.
Fenichel gave up a successful career in New York City to follow her husband to Texas and pursue her lifelong dream of being a professional writer. Books have always been her perfect escape and she still relishes diving into one and staying up all night to finish a good story. Look for her on the Historical or Paranormal Romance shelves. Originally from New York, she grew up in New Jersey, and now lives in the East Texas with her real life hero, her wonderful husband.
When not reading or writing she enjoys cooking, travel, history, and puttering in her garden. Her babies are both rescues and include; a demanding dog and a temperamental cat, both bring constant joy and laughter. Tagged as A. Peggy Jaeger. Skip to content. Author: What is your main fear, Your Grace? Author : Can you tell me about the incident? Author: Lady Winston allowed you, a stranger, to kiss her? Author: Rather curious, Your Grace. What was the sentence? Author: Odd, that a duke of the realm would resort to such a word.
Author : One kiss or two? Author: And then what happened? Author: Did you? Author: Did you meet soon after? Can Raven be released from his deathbed vow? Like this: Like Loading So, there you have it. My reading pleasures. Raine Balkera Author. My Dusty Bookshelves. Valerie Ullmer. Books are my thing. But then Rothington returns and the placid tenor of her life is turned upside down for the sight of him stirs up unwelcome memories. Of love, how it could be.
Of passion barely restrained. But more than that, it makes her look for answers to the question that has plagued her for years. Why did he leave her? And why oh why has he come back Get A Copy. Kindle Edition , 1st Edition , pages. More Details Original Title. Other Editions 2. Friend Reviews. To see what your friends thought of this book, please sign up. To ask other readers questions about His Grace Regrets , please sign up. Lists with This Book. This book is not yet featured on Listopia. Community Reviews. Showing Average rating 3.
Rating details. More filters. Sort order. This is a Regency romance with an interesting premise: three years earlier, the heroine, Cressida, was about to marry Morgan, Duke Hot-but-Mysterious, except that he failed to turn up for the wedding. Then he vanished, and no explanation was forthcoming.
And guess what? Oh - so you knew Duke Sexy-Pants was going to turn up again? Well, so did I, of course, but this could still be an intriguing story, if only… But wait a minute. This is a Duke here, o This is a Regency romance with an interesting premise: three years earlier, the heroine, Cressida, was about to marry Morgan, Duke Hot-but-Mysterious, except that he failed to turn up for the wedding. This is a Duke here, one of only a handful of the top people in the country.
A man with vast estates to run, and hordes of minions to do his bidding, and known to absolutely everyone in society, and he just disappeared? How is that even possible? If one vanishes, half the army would have been sent to find him. Or he could have, you know, written a nice, long letter, explaining precisely what was keeping him.
But no. So this fails one of my acid tests, where the whole plot would unravel if they just talked to each other right away. In other grumbles, I do wish that authors of Regency romances would at least attempt to bone up on correct forms of address. One final grumble: there are typos and even grammatical errors on almost every page. This is such a shame, because the writing style is rather well suited to the period, without being difficult to read apart from some over-long sentences.
And despite all of that, I rather enjoyed the book. The minor characters with the exception of Mr Nice-Doormat were also realistically helpful and supportive and generally behaved like nice, normal people. There are quite a few moments like this, where something wonderful shines through.
For those who can overlook the implausibilities, this is a fun read. However, I have to be honest and say that what dragged this book down for me was the sheer volume of typos which spoiled an otherwise very readable story.
The other problems were relatively minor and easy to overlook, but the poor editing keeps it to two stars. I don't think it was wise to read two Kate Harper books back to back. They are just way too wordy. Pages upon pages I can skip and still totally know what's going on This one was okay for me and would of gotten three stars until one of my pet peeves was broken. I cannot truly enjoy a book when there is intimate relations outside of marriage.
Call me a prude all day, but this is something sacred to me. I also thought for this story it was totally unnecessary. The author waited until t I don't think it was wise to read two Kate Harper books back to back. The author waited until the very end and I was like Lust is not LOVE. Love is respectful and would of waited. Rant done.
I rather like this book. It's the second I've read from this author and pretty entertain too. Two people so in love they can't wait until the next morning when they will get married. Next thing everyone knows the groom doesn't show up for the ceremony. There is no clear reason why he's missing and the girl is heart broken and worried. Years later he comes back as she is about to wed another.
The love is still there for them both but she now to be someone else bride. Can the past be over come?
Fu I rather like this book. Fun full of love and being true to ones self. Nice book with a good storyline. I liked the characters, even though I thought some of their reasoning was a bit silly. Oct 08, debmar50 rated it it was amazing. Kate Harper I enjoy the majority of this authors work. Well written, great characters and entertainment. I hope you're are still writing. I have about twelve books of yours and I'm rereading them. Apr 07, Melissa rated it liked it Shelves: clean-romances , regency-romance. This was great but heart wrenching to read.
A angst filled book that had me shaking my head the whole time. I felt sad for these two from the very beginning. I liked them both and knew something pretty bad was keeping them apart, and when you finally learn what it is you understand, where in a lot of books it's just not a good enough reason. The book flowed well you just have to know that in the kindle form there are no spacers when they are changing scenes it happens from one paragraph to the n This was great but heart wrenching to read.
The book flowed well you just have to know that in the kindle form there are no spacers when they are changing scenes it happens from one paragraph to the next. It didn't bother me. This book is in 4 points of view, I loved the little romance between there best friends, it gave the book the lighter feel it needed. This book has a adult feel to it, there were no sexual innuendo's, there was just a knowledge that these two were very attracted to each other. There is a sex scene but it is all behind closed doors, not much detail. This was an engaging and compelling reading, that I almost couldn't put it down.
Despite being a love story, it's not overly sugary and there's some action in the final part; but even the parts devoted only to feeling analysis made me want to turn the page. As often happens to me, I fell in love with minor characters. This time they were Julian and Rosalie. I would gladly read more about them. On the w This was an engaging and compelling reading, that I almost couldn't put it down.
Or worse, the third party in the love triangle turns out to be a villain. Such safe route when it comes down to choosing the ending pair.