Cover Spot: An Earl’s Queen by Lindsay Downs


An Earl's Queen.

Blurb- An Earl’s Queen

A mysterious lady. A secret well-kept. A foiled abduction. These and other events get Anthony, Earl of Wyatt, to start wondering who this Lady Chelsea truly is.

All he does know, she’s not the love from his childhood as that Chelsea had drowned ten years ago.

His mother, Lady Rosalind, invites her and Lady Iris, her mother, to visit their estate to participate in a house party. Once there things slowly start to make sense, or so Lord Anthony believes.

What none of them realize, everything isn’t as it seems.

Bit by bit the secret is revealed. Even before everything is laid out Lord Anthony knows he’s found his long lost, thought dead love, in the form of Lady Chelsea.

By a stroke of fortune for them, misfortune for someone else she is finally able to recall the events of that dreadful day years ago.

The only question which remains, is Lord Anthony able to keep Lady Chelsea safe until they wed or will other events prevent it.

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Author Photo Lindsay DownsBio-

I’ve been an avid readers ever since I was old enough to hold a red leather bound first edition copy of Sir Walter Scott’s The Lady of the Lake in my lap.

So it only seemed natural at some point in my life I take up pen and paper to start writing. Over time my skills slightly improved which I attribute to my English teachers.

My breakthrough came about in the mid 1970’s when I read a historical romance written by Sergeanne Golon, Angelique. This French husband and wife team opened my eyes to the real world of fiction. Stories about romance, beautiful damsels, handsome heroes and plots which kept me hooked. Of course, being a man, I had to keep my reading hidden from others as that wasn’t appropriate reading for men.

With this new found appreciation of the written word I took up other books and devoured them as a starving person would a plate of food. I them attempted to write again. I still wasn’t satisfied so I put it aside for years as other events entered my life.

Finally, in the early years of the new millennium I tried again to write and once again met with limited success. At least now I was able to get past the first page or two. Then, in 2006 a life changing event brought me back to my love, I took a job as a security officer. This allowed me plenty of time to read different genres.

My favorite was regency. As I poured through everyone I could get my hands on I knew this could be something I wanted to attempt.

Since 2012 when my debut regency romantic suspense released I was hooked and have, except for a few contemporaries, focused on this genre.

Since 2012 I’ve lived in central Texas. I’m also a member of Romance Writers of America and their local chapter.


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Jenna’s 411 ~ 10/07/2015


Welcome back to another week’s installment of Jenna’s 411! I’m finally back and life is still busy.

Marriage new fullBook Chat ~ Only Marriage Will Do is on SALE!

My Georgian romance, Only Marriage Will Do, is on sale during the month of  October at Amazon for just .99! It’s the second book in The House of Pleasure series:

Not every happy-ever-after begins at “I do.”

When the man of her dreams rescues Lady Juliet Ferrers from the villain claiming to be her husband, she is sure she has found her one true love. But is she free to marry him? Not to be deterred, Juliet arranges for her hero to escort her to her family estate in far off Northern England—hoping that along the way she can win his love—and his hand…

Captivated by Juliet’s sweetness and beauty, Captain Amiable Dawson can’t help but be spellbound by the promise of a life with her. But the spell breaks when questions arise about her marital status. Soon the upstanding Amiable is unsure if he is indeed married to Juliet. And when his rival absconds with her, Amiable must choose between the law of the land and his heart’s desire to rescue Juliet once more…

Only Marriage Will Do is available at Amazon for .99!

And if you d’ like to review Marriage, I’ll send you a copy for free! Just message me via my Contact Me page on my blog.

AUDREY 2 #3On the Home Front ~  Little Shop of Horrors

Yes, the plant that ate Jenna Jaxon is alive and well. The show was supposed to open on October 1st, and it did, but inclement weather (Hurricane Joaquin) made us postpone the rest of the run until next week. So I have a little breather before Audrey 2 attacks again. :)

500px-Spooky_house_svgJenna Fun Fact of the Week

October is my favorite month and Halloween is my favorite holiday. So you’ll probably see a lot of Halloween themed things here this month. I’ve always loved creating costumes for Halloween. One year at my undergrad school I went as Lizzie Borden, complete with bloody ax. :)



So, how’s your week been?

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Writing Crap


I don’t generally like to think that what I write is substandard or “crap,” however, in one certain case I have finally given myself permission to write crap. This certain case or circumstance is the rough draft of any novel, novella, or short story I write. It’s taken me a long time (several years, in fact) to allow myself to do this. But the benefits, believe me, are worth it.

I’m not sure how many of you compose at your computer. I started doing that about two years into writing. My first several books I wrote out long-hand and then typed into the computer. Typing the first draft seemed, at the time, like it would save time. But now I see the error of my ways. Because I remember writing my second book in two months and the third book in about the same amount of time. I had the same job, had small children to deal with at home, and was still reading several books a week. My most recent WIP, To Woo a Wicked Widow took me a year to write. A freakin’ year. My first book was 187K and it only took me six months to write that. (Widow’s at about 90K.)

So what is the big difference? For me, apparently, typing a manuscript turns on my inner-editor. Some little voice in my head tells me the words must be as perfect as I can make M__Klein's_hands,_writing__Wellcome_L0018664them. Therefore, I sit and agonize over word choice, syntax, and sentence structure, rather than just getting the story down. Author K. M Weiland calls this being a first-draft over-thinker. “Instead of letting my words just pour out of me whenever I sat down to write these first drafts, I instead sat there and thought. And thought and thought.  Write a paragraph. Read it. Think about it. Obsess about word choice. Obsess about how the characters are coming across. Fuss about thematic implications. Drive self crazy.”

Sound familiar? It does to me.

Writing in longhand, however, gives me the ability to write crap and to write it quickly. My hand races over the page, and although I will sometimes go back and cross out or write overtop of lines or in the margins, for the most part I have permission to just let the words flow. Innately I know that I can fix this crappy stuff when I revise it into a typed second draft.

Dan J. Fiore, winner of the Annual Writer’s Digest Writing Competition says the same thing: “Remind yourself over and over again as you’re writing that you give yourself permission to write terribly. Tell that little voice in your head that keeps saying to you, This is awful, that it’s okay. Name an author, any author. Go ahead. Guess what? His or her first drafts suck, too. Keep reminding yourself of that.”

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Judi McCoy

My mentor, the late, great romance writer Judi McCoy, in the first writing workshop I ever took with her, took a huge pad of paper and wrote “You can fix crap. You can’t fix nothing.” These words have stayed with me for the past six years, although I didn’t realize I wasn’t allowing myself to write crap. And therefore it took me longer and longer to write anything.

Now that I’ve given myself permission to turn off that inner-editor and to write crap, the words are flowing like wine again. And they are, for the most part, crappy. But when I start to revise that crappy first draft, I get all excited again about making the story better. And I have something tangible to fix. You can’t fix nothing. But you can make crappy writing shine.

Please, give yourself permission to write crap. You may just re-discover the joy of writing that first draft.

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Medieval Monday ~ Beleaguered: A Sweet Treat

Medieval Monday is back, with a new twist. This time around we post excerpts that fulfill a different requirement each week. This  week we must post a scene with food. So my excerpt will be a little risqué one from Beleaguered, Book 3 of my medieval series Time Enough to Love.



She stared first at her bedaubed body then at him. “What is that?”

“Honey, my sweet.”

She tilted her head. “The honeyed pears from our feast?”

“The same.” He grinned, watching her closely. Would this suit her playful sense or no?

Dropping her head back on the pillow, she giggled, a delicious sound in his ears. “I suppose now I cannot even take my rest lest I awake to find a…a…pudding on my stomach.”

He chuckled. “You are much tastier than a pudding, love.”

She squealed as he dipped his head to lap at the other breast.

He licked the golden swirls he had dribbled over her as she slept, savoring the sweetness of both honey and delicate flesh.

“That tickles, Geoffrey.” She laughed and wiggled. “I will still be a sticky mess no matter how well you work there.”

“Then I must be more diligent, sweetheart.” He applied his tongue vigorously to the honey.

“I say if one be a mess then ’twere best both were.” She stared at him, a new hunger in her eyes.

Visions arose of her tongue licking honey from his chest, his stomach, his… His cock leaped, insistent once more.

Oh, let it be done.

He grabbed Alyse by the arms and rolled them until he lay flat on the bed with her overtop of him.

“All right, madam.” He ran his finger down her breast, gathering some of the honey that still clung there then caught it with his tongue. “’Tis your turn.” He gestured to the opened jar of pears and stretched his arms wide. “I promise you, revenge will be sweet.”

She slipped her hand into the pot and grabbed one of the slices, dripping with the sticky honey.

What would be her first point of attack? He held his breath, quivering.

Her gaze shifted from his face to his chest. His pulse quickened. Would she give him measure for measure and…

She leaned over and plopped the slice of pear onto his right nipple.

The cool, sticky pear and the touch of her slender fingers sent a shudder of desire hurtling toward his heated shaft. Ah, ’twas torture of the sweetest kind.


Beleaguered and all books in the series are available at Amazon, Barnes & Noble, and Smashwords.

Hope you enjoyed this excerpt! See you next week!

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Hilarious Read for Halloween: Haints in Hollywood by Patricia Preston



Through the month of October I plan to spotlight Halloween or scary themed books on Sundays, just to get in the mood for my favorite holiday at month’s end.

So I’m starting off spotlighting a very funny Halloween treat: Haints in Hollywood by Patricia Preston.

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I have to preface this by saying if you haven’t read Patricia’s short story Laid to Rest, you really should before you read Haints in Hollywood. First, it’s one of the funniest books I’ve ever read. Darlene, the heroine, is just priceless. Maybe it’s because I’m from the South, but I know these characters. I daresay I’m related to some of them. And it’s just a fun read.

Once you’ve stopped rolling on the floor, grab your Kindle and download Haints for a double dose of Darlene, this time beset with more dead and supernatural creatures. She and her dumb and dumber duo of Ritchie and Tommy Ray take on a haunted ghost town called Hollywood and the fun begins again.

Haints in Hollywood is available at Amazon for just .99. Start your October off right with this hilariously haunting read.

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Interview with Ashley York and The Irish Warrior


Today I’ve got Ashley York with me, talking about her new release The Irish Warrior and some other really fun and fascinating things about her!

1. Tell us a little bit about your new release.

Sean O’Cisoghe was a character I first introduced in The Gentle Knight. He is a handsome warrior from Drogheda, Ireland. The story begins with him facing the fact that the lass he’d lusted over had married another. He’s not a happy man. He’s not the most chivalrous type preferring battle to conversation. When  a “lad” calls the horse out from under him, he finds he must see the woman to her brother for her own safety.

2.  What was your inspiration for this story?

It was The Gentle Knight. Peter fell in love with Brighit but before they’re even  married he has all these other men from Drogheda falling all over her. When he meets Sean, Peter’s impression of him is not only that he lusts after his betrothed but that he is a formidable warrior. This will all come into play with the last book in the Norman Conquest Series, The Seventh Son.

3.  I am a fanatic about my character names. Are the character names special in any way?

They are. I’m Irish and Scottish so they’re names I’ve heard. The spelling it is what dictates whether they’re Irish or Scottish because they are both Celts.

4.  What was your process for writing this book?  Is this different or the same as other books you’ve written?

I think I’m getting more productive in my writing. I had intended this book to be shorter than it is but I needed to tell the story until it was finished.

5.   Do you have plans for a sequel to this book? 

Next up will be The Seventh Son which I had already started when I realized Sean’s story would help bridge the time span for the readers. The Seventh Son begins with Brighit first leaving Drogheda to go the Priory. It covers some important revelations about her family and why her brother, Tadhg, will no longer be married to his love, Tisa O’Brien. Things that Brighit is not aware of in The Gentle Knight like the reason she gets sent to the Priory to begin with.

6.  Who is your favorite romance hero or heroine and why?  What qualities do they possess that make them memorable? 

Robin Hood Prince of Thieves version – he faces conflict head on and oh by the way yeah he likes that woman – the one he would die for.

7.  Who was the first romance author and book you read?

Janet Daily – Ride The Thunder. I remember we were traveling cross-country and I wanted to see these big horn sheep. When we lived in Colorado a short time later, we would regularly go to Rocky Mountain National Park and see them. They are just beautiful.

Now, Lightning Round:

8.  What is your favorite amusement park ride?  merry go round

9.  Tea or coffee?  coffee

10.  French manicure or color (and if color, what color)?  french manicure

11.  Beach or mountains? not fair to have to pick!

12.  Chocolate or vanilla? chocolate

13.  Boxers, briefs or commando? commando

14.  Blond, brunette or redhead? (preferred men’s hair color) brown which isn’t the same as brunette

15.  Would you rather skydive or scuba dive? no thanks

16.  Would you rather vacation in Hawaii, Vegas or London? not for me

Thank you, Ashley!  I enjoyed our little session. :) Ashley’s new release, The Irish Warrior, is available at Amazon.


Outcast and alone, Thomasina MacDonell is hell bent on finding her brother, the only person who can thwart their father’s latest scheme to offer her as payment for his gambling debts. Disguised as a lad, she defiantly sets off on foot to locate him—never expecting to find a handsome, Irish warrior riding her beloved horse. The warrior’s offer of help and unsolicited advice on how to be manlier sparks an intimate desire to reveal her more feminine side.

Rejected by the love of his life, Sean O’Cisoghe wants simply to return home and heal his broken heart. When a young “lad” steals the horse out from under him, he discerns the spirited woman may be in way over her head against her ruthless father. Finding her brother while keeping her would-be betrothed at bay, Sean must confront the fact that Thomasina has stolen his heart. Will Norman soldiers out for his blood and shifting clan alliances cut short their growing passion?


Sean had expected her to struggle which was why he had her arm tucked between his body and hers, and her other arm held tight to her side. What he had not expected was to be so affected by her. Alarm bells were sending waves of regret—and overwhelming desire—coursing through him. Not one of his finest moments. If she ever settled down, she’d certainly find his arousal as upsetting as her anticipated punishment. He had no plans to actually slap her bottom, he just wanted honest answers. He found a threat worked best.

“So before I land my hand on yer arse since ye’re so deserving—oof.” Her elbow poked into his stomach, knocking the air out of him. He pulled her closer in to him and raised his knees to keep her lodged there. “—how about ye try telling me the truth for once and then I can be on my way.”

“Ye whoreson! Who do ye think ye are? Let me go!” She continued her struggles.

Her tempting bottom wiggling from side to side was hard to ignore. He needed to disarm her and quickly. “What? Nae clearing of yer throat to sound like a lad?”

“Let me go.” She pulled her knees in and managed to plow into his groin. The pain excruciating. He reacted with a hard slap to her bottom. She stilled. He held his breath until the sharp pain lessened then yanked her legs out straight.

He adjusted her away from him to ease the pressure on his groin. She didn’t need to know specifically what she had managed to do. “Try that again and I’ll make ye sorry.”

“I’ll make ye sorry!” she hollered back at him.

He didn’t hide the smile. She remained motionless across his lap. Her delightful bottom at his disposal but he refrained from touching her.

“I’m not an idiot. I ken when ye’re lying to me and here I’ve done nothing but try to assist ye.”

“Assist me? Was that when ye insulted me? Told me I was girly?”

“Ye are a girl!”

“And is that what ye wanted me to tell ye?” She rolled back so she could look him in the face. “Is that why ye teased me mercilessly?”

“Nae! I wanted ye to remember to act like a boy, damn it! Ye kept slipping up! How could I take ye to the village with everyone seeing ye for what ye are? They’d have been all over ye like ticks on a dog.”

“Ye bastard!” She started kicking her legs with wild abandon. “Let me go. Let me go.”

With one arm wrapped around her narrow waist, he stood, holding her like a sack of corn. Placing her away from him, he held each arm in a firm grip against her side. She hunched forward, breathing heavy from the exertion. And all he could think about was covering her mouth with his, of tasting her lips, her skin, of running his fingers through her tangled mane. He was near exploding with desire for her.

“Stop this! I deserve to ken the truth.” Sean’s voice sounded strained and he prayed she wouldn’t realize why. “Thomasina!”

It was a beautiful name. It fit her perfectly.

Closing her mouth, Tommy looked to be getting herself under control. Her eyes on him, she shook as if overcome by his audacity. Mayhap he should have taken to paddling her as she so deserved but he feared he’d feel worse than she would. Beating a woman was not in his nature. That one spank had been an unexpected reaction to pain. Slapping her bottom was the farthest thing from what he wanted to do with it.

“Truth!” he groaned aloud. “Put me out of my misery.”

She looked surprised at his outburst then took a shaky breath. “Yea! Ye deserve the truth.”

“And do ye ken the truth?” Sean leveled his gaze. “I dunna need any more pretenses here. Not now.”

Not when his body yearned to be betwixt her legs as he pounded into her, receiving his need, answering with her own passion. She had no idea. She would have no idea. He kept his gaze fixed on her face despite the heaving breasts and the sweat trickling down her neck into places he’d like to follow with his tongue.

Ashley York.2Meet the Author:

Aside from two years spent in the wilds of the Colorado mountains, Ashley York is a proud life-long New Englander and a hardcore romantic. She has an MA in History which brings with it, through many years of research, a love for primary documents and the smell of musty old libraries. With her author’s imagination, she likes to write about people who could have lived alongside those well-known giants from the past. 

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Medieval Monday ~ First Kiss from Betrothal

Medieval Monday is back, with a new twist. This time around we post excerpts that fulfill a different requirement each week. This week we must post an excerpt that involves a kiss. So my excerpt will be from my medieval series Time Enough to Love, the first book of which is Betrothal, with Alyse and Geoffrey’s first kiss.




“Would you share something else besides news, Sir Geoffrey?”

“That I would, little maid.” He spun around before she could back away. He darted his hand out to secure hers again and raised it to his mouth. “It seems, however, that I must be content with this.” He grazed her skin with his lips, skimming over the surface of her flesh with a floating touch that made her shiver. “And with my news. You know the king called for a joust, a Round Table, at Windsor next week to celebrate the princess’s betrothal?”

Alyse nodded and frowned. The mere thought of jousting sent a quiver of dread down her spine. But his statement was hardly news; the court had been preparing for the tournaments for weeks.

“It has been decreed by His Majesty that on the first day the festivities will begin with a procession of ladies and knights of King Arthur’s court, starting at the Tower of London and winding through the town out to the lists. There are to be twenty-five knights on the king’s side who will joust and fight in a pas d’armes. So there needs be twenty-five ladies as well, to escort them to the field.”

She nodded again. “Princess Joanna rides in this procession.” Her part in the festivities had been determined last week. Did he have anything truly new to impart?

“You have been chosen to be one of the ladies.”

Alyse’s mouth dropped open and a thrill coursed through her. “But I am only Princess Joanna’s attendant, Sir Geoffrey. Usually such honors are reserved for the queen and Princess Isabella’s ladies, or the Duchesses and Countesses in the Royal Family. Why did they choose me?”

“Because I am to be one of the knights, and I begged a boon of the king to allow you to be my lady.”

She stared at him in shock, almost unbelieving, though she knew he would not lie about such a thing. To think she owed such an honor to the man she would soon call husband, that he had asked the king himself to grant the favor, made her heart beat an unsteady march in her chest. Alyse parted her lips to thank him when he swooped forward, secured her chin in his hand and kissed her.

Strangely soft, yet very sweet, his touch sent a searing bolt straight to her stomach, setting it afire. After moments that seemed an eternity, his mouth slackened on hers as though he would release her. Then he flicked the tip of his tongue across the hard-pressed seam of her mouth, testing for another invitation.

With a gasp she jumped back, drawing a chuckle from Geoffrey, who had the grace to glance around to make sure they had not been observed. “Be not discomfited, sweet. We are safe in our conversation.”

“’Twas not in our conversation that I feared harm, my lord.” Lord, ’twas difficult to sound outraged when she could still feel his lips on hers.

“Come, my lady, ’twas only courtly affection I did show you.” Geoffrey’s words might have been believable if not for the wicked grin that accompanied them.

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Betrothal and all books in the series are available at Amazon, Barnes & Noble, and Smashwords.

Hope you enjoyed this excerpt! See you next week!

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