Alphabet Post: R is for Thomas Rowlandson

Stolen Kisses by Thomas Rowlandson

Stolen Kisses by Thomas Rowlandson

The turn of the 19th century was quite a bit wilder and an extremely bawdy period as we approach the Regency period.

The 18th century had been time of great eroticism and overt sexuality.  The book Fanny Hill had been published in 1732, one of the leading erotic novels of the day. Jack Harris (pen name of Samuel Derrick) published Harris’s List of Covent Garden Ladies (prostitutes) that was a best seller for years.

And Thomas Rowlandson, a popular engraver and caricaturist in Georgian London, created a series of highly erotic engravings at the end of the century, reportedly for the Prince Regent.

Thomas_Rowlandson_(8)Rowlandson, an orphan raised by his aunt, studied art in Paris and began to exhibit his work in London in the mid-1770s. He etched and printed several series his works, such as Dr. Syntax’s Tour and The Microcosm of London for which he gained much fame.  He illustrated

Dr. Syntax with Kitty Cowslip

Dr. Syntax with Kitty Cowslip

prominent authors’ works of the period such as Smollett, Goldsmith, Sterne, and Swift.  He worked primarily in pen and ink, with a watercolor wash, the delicate nature of his work contrasting sharply with the coarseness of his subjects.

Goodbye by Thomas Rowlandson

Goodbye by Thomas Rowlandson

One of his most popular series depicted men and women in the most licentious poses imaginable.  These were the ones done for the prince and that now are on  display in the British Museum and the Victoria and Albert Museum. (These prints are almost too bawdy for me to post!) But I made a couple of exceptions to give you a feel for Rowlandson’s works. these prints were so popular the original engraved plates were worn completely out with the printing of them.

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Jenna’s 411

Since Horny Hump Day has gone, I thought I’d start a new Wednesday post just to chat about what’s going on with my books, on the home front, and some fun facts about me.  I’m calling it

Jenna’s 411

Book Chat

Front and back covers of Time Enough to Love Designed by Danielle Fine

Front and back covers of Time Enough to Love Designed by Danielle Fine

The print version of my medieval romance, Time Enough to Love, released on Monday of this week.  It’s now available at Amazon and CreateSpace.

I am also doing giveaways of Time Enough to Love on both Goodreads and Booklikes.  I will be giving away 5 copies in each venue.  The Goodreads Giveaway runs from September 16 thru October 31, 2014.  The Booklikes Giveaway runs from September 3 thru September 25, 2014.


On the Home Front:  Meet Sebastian

This is  the newest member of our family:  Sebastian.  My family adopted him from fellow20140916_234050_resized historical author Ella Quinn this past May and he’s been slowly making himself at home for the past four and a half months.  The first four months he spent in the master bath where we set up an apartment for him so he could acclimate to our other three cats and one dog.  He was standoffish until about two weeks ago suddenly he started roaming all over the house, jumping up on tables, trying to steal food from the counter.  I guess he finally feels at home. :)

I think he’s very debonair–sort of a Cary Grant of cats. Everyone who meets him certainly falls in love with him.


Jenna Fun Fact of the Week

1970 White Chevy Impala

1970 White Chevy Impala

The first car I ever owned was a 1970 Chevy Impala, white exterior with light blue interior.  The car was a tank–full metal and built when gas cost about .50 per gallon.  It seated about 7 people, would go over 70 mph, even in the mountains, and I named her Gertrude. I had  her for 13 years and she served me well (even though she left me stranded a couple of times when the starter failed–shades of Cujo!).  I loved that car and I’ve never named another one.

That’s all  for this week.  Come back next Wednesday for more news from Jenna. :)




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Spotlight on Christi Caldwell and Always a Rogue, Forever Her Love

Today I’m turning the spotlight on my great friend and fantastic historical author Christi Caldwell and her newest Regency release, Always a Rogue, Forever Her Love.


Blurb:  “Always a Rogue, Forever Her Love”

Miss Juliet Marshville is spitting mad. With one guardian missing, and the other singularly uninterested in her fate, she is at the mercy of her wastrel brother who loses her beloved childhood home to a man known as Sin. Determined to reclaim control of Rosecliff Cottage and her own fate, Juliet arranges a meeting with the notorious rogue and demands the return of her property.

Jonathan Tidemore, 5th Earl of Sinclair, known to the ton as Sin, is exceptionally lucky in life and at the gaming tables. He has just one problem. Well…four, really. His incorrigible sisters have driven off yet another governess. This time, however, his mother demands he find an appropriate replacement.

When Miss Juliet Marshville boldly demands the return of her precious cottage, he takes advantage of his sudden good fortune and puts an offer to her; turn his sisters into proper English ladies, and he’ll return Rosecliff Cottage to Juliet’s possession.

Jonathan comes to appreciate Juliet’s spirit, courage, and clever wit, and decides to claim the fiery beauty as his mistress. Juliet, however, will be mistress for no man. Nor could she ever love a man who callously stole her home in a game of cards. As Jonathan begins to see Juliet as more than a spirited beauty to warm his bed, he realizes she could be a lady he could love the rest of his life, if only he can convince the proud Juliet that he’s worthy of her hand and heart.


Over the years he’d become a rather apt read of character. It had saved him from title-grasping misses attempting to trap him into marriage for no other reason than their desire for the title of countess. The lovely, if defiant Miss Marshville had affected a rather masterful showing of antipathy where he was concerned.

Jonathan leaned ever-closer so a mere breadth of a hand separated them and lowered his head toward hers. “Perhaps I should be more direct, Miss Marshville. I’d not have kissed you, unless you wanted it.”

Her mouth opened and closed like a poor trout just snagged from his well-stocked lakes. The spirited Miss Marshville might condescend to him with her very eyes and the subtle nuances of her speech, but her heightened color told an entirely different story. One that told her body’s awareness of him.

Ahh, you are not as indifferent toward me as you’d have me believe, sweet. He lowered his voice to a near whisper. “And you may be assured, Miss Marshville, you would want it.” He trailed his eyes over her face. “I would kiss the proper from you. I would kiss the frown from your lips. Kiss you until your knees knocked together with weakness and your hands,” he snared one of those hands in his and raised the trembling fingers to his lips. Her mouth quivered, as he kissed the tip of her middle three fingers. “And your hands would not be capable of anything but twining about my neck, with your desire for more.” His gaze fell to the creamy white skin of her neck, to where the pulse throbbed wildly there.

“Y-you are wrong,” she whispered.

Her hand still delicately clasped in his, Jonathan moved the tip of her fingers to that hard, pounding just below her jawbone. “Perhaps I am. But I don’t think so.” He released her suddenly and she sat there at the edge of her seat blinking wildly up at him.

Always a Rogue, Forever Her Love is available at the following e-tailers: Amazon Barnes and Noble

IMG_1089-2About the Author:

Christi Caldwell is the bestselling author of historical romance novels set in the Regency era. Christi blames Judith McNaught’s “Whitney, My Love,” for luring her into the world of historical romance. While sitting in her graduate school apartment at the University of Connecticut, Christi decided to set aside her notes and try her hand at writing romance. She believes the most perfect heroes and heroines have imperfections and rather enjoys tormenting them before crafting a well-deserved happily ever after!

When Christi isn’t writing the stories of flawed heroes and heroines, she can be found in her Southern Connecticut home chasing around her feisty six-year-old son, and caring for twin princesses-in-training!

She loves hearing from readers and can be reached at

Visit to learn more about what Christi is working on, or join her on Facebook at Christi Caldwell Author, and Twitter @ChristiCaldwell



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Medieval Monday: Spotlight on Laura Strickland



This is a new blog feature where a group of Medieval Romance promote each other’s works on  their blogs each week.  So if you’re like us, and like your romance hot all night, or all hot knights, you’ve come to the right place!

My first guest is fabulous author Laura Strickland with her newest release, Lord of Sherwood, from her Guardians of Sherwood trilogy from The Wild Rose Press.  Read on to see what else Laura has in store!

Next week I’m spotlighting a Victorian romance rather than a medieval, but on  September 29 I’ll be back to Medieval Monday and hosting Vijaya Schartz.

Now, please welcome Laura Strickland!

Find love’s magic here ~ escape to another place; run away to a far-off time …  The books of Laura Strickland create a world filled with romance, legend, lore, and the knife’s blade of danger.

Come ride the Scottish hills with highwayman Dougal MacRae, in Devil Black.   Follow in the footsteps of Robin Hood with Wren in Daughter of Sherwood.  Feel the magic deepen with Wren’s daughter, Linnet, in Champion of Sherwood. Travel to Celtic Ireland with the young warrior, Banadh, and learn how to listen for the music of The God’s Song.  Fight for love with Creghan, battling on The Shadow Ground.  Follow the magical lure of ancient music with Trelagh, in The Waking Dream.  Live the life of a mystical Highland Seer with Siula, in The War Raven.


  Laura Strickland books, where legend comes to life!

See the video trailer for The Guardians of Sherwood Trilogy!:


New Release! Lord of Sherwood: the Guardians of Sherwood Trilogy Book Three is now available from Amazon, The Wild Rose Press and all the usual outlets worldwide!   

Curlew Champion, master archer, has always known his destiny.  With his cousin, Heron Scarlet, he will become a guardian of Sherwood Forest and further his people’s fight against Norman Tyranny.  But the third member of the triad is still to be revealed, the woman who will complete the magical circle and, perhaps, answer the longing in Curlew’s heart.

 Anwyn Montfort has fled disgrace in Shrewsbury and come to Nottingham at her father’s bidding.  He wishes her to make a good marriage and settle down.  But the wildness that possesses her refuses to quiet.  She knows she’s been searching for something all her life, but not until she glimpses Curlew does her spirit begin to hope it has found its home.

 Only the magic of Sherwood can bring them together, and only their union can complete the spell woven so long ago …


Aye, Curlew thought ruefully, she could not be ruined more completely than at his hands last night. And if he sent her home with his child in her belly, what then? He realized, with a shock, he did not even know her given name.

A bit brusquely he said, “Gather up your clothing, lass. Cover yourself. You must go home.”


“Do not be daft. Of course you must. Your father will be beside himself.”

“You promised.”


Stubborn light flashed in her eyes. “You gave a vow last night that you would never send me away from you.”

Had he? Dismay crashed down upon Curlew like a hurled stone. But he had thought she was the Lady, asking from him a vow of devotion. He did not know he spoke words to a mortal woman.

He got to his feet, heedless of his nakedness, and began collecting her shed garments and thrusting them at her. “To be sure, you will go home.”

“Nottingham is not my home.” She tipped back her head to look at him. “I belong nowhere, except maybe here with you.”

Curlew shook his head violently. He turned from her and took up his own clothing, pulled his sark over his head even as she watched, donned his leather tunic, then slid into his leather leggings.

“Master Curlew?”

He turned back to her swiftly. She sat with her chemise clutched to those tantalizing breasts, her eyes wide with inquiry.

“Listen to me, Mistress Montfort. You are not for me, nor I for you.”

“But last night—”

“Despite last night.” In spite of the wonder and magic of it, the undeniable sense of rightness. “For I have a destiny before me, one I cannot escape, and would not if I could. I regret, but you have chosen the wrong man.”

She got to her feet, her clothing still caught against her. The autumn sun, filtering through the leaves, warmed her hair to amber-gold. “I do not believe that.”

“You must. Now dress yourself. I will see you safe to the edge of the forest.”

She did not move. Like a goddess she stood and looked at him with defiance.

Curlew felt an unexpected twinge of sympathy for Montfort. Who could fail to love this lass, or be driven beyond endurance by her? “Please,” he said.

The corners of her mouth twitched. “I regret, my lord, I would do most anything to please you. Anything but that.”


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Spotlight: The Gladiator’s Bride by Nhys Glover


Title: The Gladiator’s Bride
Author: Nhys Glover
Release Date: November 1st
Genre: Historical Romance
Crippled by shyness, shunned for being
not-right-in-the-head, gifted artist and Roman noblewoman, Marcia
Mica, has only two people in the world who truly love her – her
teacher, Daedalus, and her childhood friend, Asterion, both slaves in
her father’s household. But when forbidden love blooms between the
unlikely friends, only disaster can come of it. That disaster leaves
Marcia horribly scarred and Asterion sold into the arena as a
Years later, Daedalus brings a
broken Marcia to Britannia, and Sabrina, the healer who saved his
life when he was a boy, works miracles on the scarred girl. However,
not all scars are physical and those Sabrina has no ability to heal.
When Sabrina and Marcia are
kidnapped by a Celtic leader bent on revenge, Asterion must depend on
the dreams of a Celtic Seer to find the love of his life and help
foil a revolt that threatens the fragile peace in Roman Britannia.
But even if he and his friends succeed, can scars that are more than
just physical ever really be healed and can those whose lives are
owned by others ever truly be free to follow their hearts?
Author bio:
After a lifetime of teaching others to
appreciate the written word, Aussie author Nhys Glover finally
decided to make the most of the Indie Book Revolution to get her own
written word out to the world. Now, with almost 100,000 of her ebooks
downloaded internationally and a winner of 2013 SFR Galaxy Award for
‘The Titan Drowns’, Nhys finds her words, too, are being appreciated.
At home in the beautiful Yorkshire
Dales of England, Nhys these days spends most of her time “living
the dream” by looking out over the moors as she writes the kind
of novels she loves to read: The ones that are a little bit steamy, a
little bit different and wholly romantic.
Author and Buy


As he took the shortcut through the forest, heading for home, a shadow flitted through the trees and appeared at his side. He was so shocked by her sudden appearance that he dropped the sack of flour.

‘Marcie, what are you doing here?’ he demanded as he tried to get his heartbeat under control again. ‘You shouldn’t be out here alone.’

‘You were with her again, weren’t you?’ Her delicately beautiful face was twisted in fury, honey-brown eyes flashing fire at him.

‘What? Who? What are you talking about? Don’t come up on me like that. I might have hurt you.’

‘That widow. The one the boys all talk about. I heard them. They think I don’t understand, but I do. You go to her house and do things to her!’ Her accusations stung and he felt guilt morph instantly into fury.

‘Mind your own business. It’s nothing to do with you!’ He slung the flour-sack onto his back again and stomped off down the narrow trail.

‘Don’t you talk to me like that, Asterion! You’re my slave and I have the right to know what you’re doing with your time. You aren’t free to go where you like, see who you like!’ she snarled at him.

He stopped and looked down at her in shock. In the last year he’d grown taller by almost a head than she was. Now, the year’s difference in their age seemed insignificant. In fact, after spending time with the widow, he felt much older and more worldly-wise than she was. Marcie was still a child, even though her sixteen-year-old body said otherwise. This little display of temper only went to prove it.

‘Oh sorry, mistress, I forgot my place for a moment. Of course you have the right to know that I’ve been sharing the widow’s bed. Do you want the details? How I make her scream and pant? How she sucked my cock until I came in her mouth?’ He knew he was stepping over the line, but so had she.

Their relative stations in life had always been ignored by mutual, unspoken agreement. They’d always been equals. But now, by throwing his servitude in his face, she’d crossed the line. She’d showed him how she really saw him. How beneath her he really was.

Marcie’s mouth dropped open and he was immediately aware of the seductive draw of it. Those red lips were so full and sweet, covering perfect white teeth that looked just like rows of pearls. By brushing back a stray tendril of glossy brown hair, she drew his eye to the seductive softness of it, made him itch to bury his fingers in its lengths.

But honey-brown eyes that were usually filled with warmth when they gazed at him were now wide with astonishment and pain. And he suddenly realised what he’d done.

In that moment, he wanted to call back the words and go back in time to do this all again.

‘She sucked what?’ she gasped, her cheeks flaming red.

‘Nothing. Forget it. I shouldn’t have said anything. You just made me mad. Let’s get home. Daedalus will be wondering what happened to you.’

‘He’s gone to the coast to check on our cargo. Pater went with him,’ she said absently, clearly not focused on the information she was imparting.

‘Then it’s me who has to get back. I’ll be in trouble if I’m much later.’

‘You wouldn’t be, if you hadn’t gone to her. How could you? How…How could you?’ Her eyes filled with tears and his heart felt sick in his chest. In that moment, he wanted to cut off his cock for making him cause her this pain.

‘Marcie, don’t. You don’t understand. I’m a man now. I…I have needs I can’t control. The widow helps me. Haven’t you noticed the difference in me the last few months?’ He was almost pleading with her for forgiveness. And that was stupid. What had he done wrong except take an hour a week for himself? He deserved that, didn’t he?

‘Yes, I’ve noticed. You look so smug and cocky, swaggering around the place. The boys say you’ve got too big for your own sandals now. They say that the widow has played with more than your prick. She’s played with your head. Made you think you’re better than them.’
‘I am better than them. And it didn’t take the widow to make me know it. What do you want from me Marcie? Tell me – ’

She launched herself at him so fast that he again dropped the sack of flour. Her tightly closed lips butted against his in a fiercely innocent kiss. It smashed her teeth into his, cutting his lip, and it felt nothing like the soft, seductive caresses the widow gave him.

But it was like putting a naked flame to tinder. Like a lightning strike to a tree. The very fact that her lips were sealed to his blew every thought from his head and brought his cock to instant, painful attention. Blood pounded in his ears, his legs grew weak. Air evaporated from his lungs.

Fighting for control, he pushed her away. ‘What are you doing? Stop!’

‘You don’t have to go to her. If kissing is what you want, I can give you that. You don’t have to go to her!’

‘Yes I do!’

‘Why? Aren’t I good enough for you?’

He grabbed her by the shoulders and shook her in fury. His head felt ready to explode.

‘I need more than kisses! Don’t you get it? We aren’t children anymore. And I need more than friendship and kisses. And you can’t give me what I need. You’re the little mistress and I’m the slave. They’d cut off my balls if I so much as looked at you the wrong way!’

Her eyes filled with tears again and she sobbed so hard it felt like her searing pain came from his own chest. Looking at her hurt too much, so he dragged her into his arms and pressed her to his aching heart.


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Medieval Mondays

This week I’m starting a new type of promotion with my fellow authors who write medieval romance called Medieval Mondays.  Each Monday (with a couple of exceptions) I will spotlight an author and their medieval works and my medieval works will be spotlighted on their blog.  Sounds like a really nifty way to get the word out about my medieval romances. :)

Today I’m spotlighting my own medieval works, the Time Enough to Love serial novel.  This novel was released in e-book format as three novellas over the course of the last year. It is now available as one print  volume as well.

They are betrothed by law but can he make it an affair of the heart?

betrothal-with-logo1Lady Alyse de Courcy has fallen in love with Lord Braeton, a nobleman in King Edward III’s court and a man to whom she has barely spoken. Fate, however, has decreed her betrothal to his best friend, Sir Geoffrey Longford—a handsome and imposing knight, yet hardly the man she wants to wed.

When Sir Geoffrey is bound in betrothal by his father, he could not have expected the beautiful stranger to win his heart the moment they meet. Nevertheless, the fascinating Lady Alyse has done exactly that, and his feelings for her only grow as he learns more of her gentle yet spirited nature. But Alyse’s infatuation with his friend casts doubt on whether she can ever return his regard and their wedding day is fast approaching…

Will he have time enough to win her love?

Available in e-book at Amazon, Barnes & Noble, ARe, and Smashwords.


The worst betrayals come from within.

After a night of passion with her betrothed, Sir Geoffrey Longford, Lady Alyse de Courcy isBetrayal_logo eagerly looking forward to her wedding. But when Geoffrey is forced to marry another, a heartbroken and possibly pregnant Alyse finds herself in her own private hell. She must either gamble with her reputation or marry someone she does not love.

A reputed connoisseur of women, Thomas, Lord Braeton, has dallied with many ladies of King Edward’s court, although he has favored none. However, as Geoffrey’s best friend, Thomas has sworn to serve and protect Alyse, an oath now sorely tested when he agrees to marry her—in name only—to guard her reputation. Yet, as they grow closer, and Thomas discovers Alyse’s sweet but spirited nature, he comes to desire a marriage in truth. Can he overcome her memory of Geoffrey or is Thomas doomed to burn with passion for a woman he can never possess?

Available in e-book at Amazon, Barnes & Noble, ARe, and Smashwords.


Beleaguered3When death holds sway in the world, can even the greatest love survive?

Finally in France, Alyse and Thomas return to their roles as courtiers to Princess Joanna. Their passion for one another continues to smolder hot and deep—until one fateful encounter changes everything.

During a formal banquet, Alyse must share an intimate dance with Geoffrey, her first love. His searing touch proves Alyse’s love and desire for him is as strong as when they first met. Tormented by this revelation, Alyse is bitterly torn between the love of her life and her love for her husband.

Into this agonizing situation, the disaster of the Black Death rears its head, decimating the princess’s retinue and threatening all their lives. Alyse, Thomas and Geoffrey must try to save the princess from the ravening disease but at a dire cost to themselves. With her world plunged into chaos, Alyse struggles with her feelings for both of the men she loves. But which love will survive?

Available in e-book at Amazon, Barnes & Noble, ARe, and Smashwords.


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Time Enough to Love is now available to pre-order in print from Amazon. It will release on September 15, 2014.

Please join me next Monday, September 15 when I’ll be spotlighting fellow medieval author Laura Strickland.

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Weekend Writing Warriors ~ 9/07/14 Only Scandal Will Do ~ Damsel in Distress



Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors!

I’m taking you back to a previous work, Only Scandal Will Do.  Lady Katarina Fitzwilliam has been kidnapped and auctioned off as an evening’s entertainment to a masked man in The House of Pleasure, a notorious brothel in Georgian London.  She’s trying to get her bearings and figure out a plan of escape.

masked manThe door opened as Kat skidded to a halt in front of a tall, cloaked and masked form. She lifted her chin and forced her eyes to meet his.

“Who are you, sir?”

“Your master, slave.”

Harsh words cloaked in a voice of deep velvet. A shiver of dread raced down Katarina’s body, as much from the words as from his tone. She gathered her courage and replied, “I am nobody’s slave. There has been a dreadful mistake.”


If you’re interested in finding out if Katarina persuades him or not, Only Scandal Will Do is available on Amazon for just $1.99.

In the mean time, check out the rest of the Warriors here.  There’s some fantastic snippets to be read.

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