Wednesday, January 08, 2020

A Bunch of Mistletoe - out now! News and excerpt

 Out now!


A Bunch of Mistletoe

Part of the Stars Are Brightly Shining anthology. A Daring Dersinghams story
When Matilda, chaperone and aunt to the most scandalous family in London, takes a tumble from a tree, she’s rescued by the most unlikely saviour.
Toplofty stickler Harold, the Duke of Trensom, is more than annoyed to find Matilda on his property. Worse when he finds himself falling for her. 
From the bedecked halls of Regency England to the cold and crisp air of Medieval England, and everything in between, welcome to the magic of a holiday collection that will bring the joy of the season into your heart and into your home.
Ten New York Times, USA Today or Internationally bestselling authors bring you their twist on the holidays using some of your favorite characters in STARS ARE BRIGHTLY SHINING.“
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Harry Caverton, more properly His Grace the Duke of Trensom and all the other titles that went with it, stepped out of his luxurious carriage into snow nearly a foot deep.

The tops of his boots barely cleared the snow, coming perilously close to spilling over the top. But even wet, cold feet was better than sitting in his carriage listening to the muffled curses of his coachman and the two footmen accompanying him while they crawled along at a snail’s pace.

The snowstorm had hit unexpectedly, following on the one a few days earlier which had prevented him from getting to his house in time.

After a tedious duty visit to relatives, he was keen to reach his home. A heavy snowfall two days ago had kept him immured at an inn, seething with frustration when he could not return in time to greet the guests arriving for his Christmas house party.

As soon as he could, Harry had set out, forcing his coachman to brave the weather, but more snow arrived.

Although snow had fallen for less than an hour, the countryside was left in chaos. Overturned coaches and teams of men trying to pull them clear of the ditches, broken wheels and the rest, left Harry glad they didn’t have far to go. Even then, they’d taken most of the day to travel less than ten miles. Dinnertime was approaching as they reached the gates of Caverton House.

But now the coach was stuck in the snow, unable to go any further.

A man stood behind the gates, scratching his head, his hat in his hand. When Harry appeared, he blinked rapidly, as if not believing what he was seeing. Then he bowed. Harry acknowledged his presence with a nod. “How’s the drive, Bowford?”

His head gardener grunted. “We’ve cleared the area near the house, your grace, but we’ve still to do the rest. It shouldn’t take us more than a couple of hours, but the coach won’t get through it yet.”

“Leave the coach,” Harry told his driver and footmen. “It won’t come to any harm. Just bring the luggage and lead the horses to the stables.”

Harry buttoned his greatcoat up to his chin, crammed his hat down to his eyes, and set off.

The drive was easy to follow at first, but paths led off it and to the side; not that he could see them. If he didn’t know them so well, he’d have lost his way a thousand times.

He stopped at a crest where the drive bent and gazed down at the house in its sheltered hollow. His most favored house had its Jacobean origins fully on display. It hadn’t lost its stone exterior to stucco and had a Palladian front slapped on it. It was honest, as lovely as the day it was made. A central block, a story higher than the wings to either side, towered up, the huge stone-mullioned windows dominating the front. The wings had towers at the end, as high as the central block, with the family crest proudly engraved into the topmost stories. The honey-colored stone would contrast well with the lush park that surrounded it, if it wasn’t covered with a blanket of snow.

Smiling, glad to be home, he carried on down the gentle swoop of the drive.

A few more steps and he was walking by the side of a wood, the trees carefully thinned and pruned. Further on, the trees thickened. Something rustled ahead and a flash of green appeared on one of the branches, then was gone. A ladder was propped up against the trunk and a booted foot reached down, groping for purchase. The ladder teetered, then fell away onto the hard, snow-blanketed earth below.

A feminine shriek bounced off the wood, and the foot was swiftly withdrawn.

Who on earth had come out in this weather? What would bring anyone out here? Perhaps someone was planning something nefarious, or maybe a tryst was in the offing. Whatever it was, Harry wasn’t about to miss it. He strolled over to the great tree.

The woman was sitting in the branches of an oak tree, about ten feet up. Evidently, the tree had been here before the wood was planted, since they were not as gnarled or thick as this one. He lifted his gaze.

She was wearing plain, not to say threadbare, clothes, but respectable. A thick, brown cloak and a plain hat topped it. She was too high up for him to make out much of her face. “Good afternoon, ma’am.” In deference to the weather, he didn’t doff his hat.

“Oh, th-thank God! I thought I’d be here all night! Would you restore the ladder, please, sir?”

“Certainly not. What are you doing up there, ma’am?”

She waved a gloved hand to one side. The gleam of a sharp metal knife in her hand, rather a large one, caught the weak sunlight.

Harry went on alert. That was no penknife. “I believe I shall go to the house and send someone to help you.”

“And leave me here? Have you no heart?”


Tuesday, January 07, 2020

Many Happies from Lynne!


Well, here we are in winter. The tree comes down in a couple of days, and then we have months of ice and with any luck, snow. Because I love snow. Love it. It's white and fluffy and a bit Frankie. That's our daft cat, who is spoiled rotten.
His picture is above. He's a ragdoll. We let him out once a day and he comes back drenched. His fur sucks up the wet like a sponge. It doesn't stop him, though, it just means lots more work for us, drying and grooming him.  Not using the washing machine, I hasten to add!
I need to put more cats into my books.
I should have put one into my story for the anthology Stars Are Brightly Shining. The anthology contains some fantastic authors, and the stories should help you keep you warm, if you're in the same hemisphere as I am!
I've taken up Pokemon Go, and now I have an array of cute creatures on my phone. I'm not a gym bunny, so I walk to get my exercise. The game makes it much more amusing. It's more than trudging out steps.
Books - ah, yes, writing. Well, I've written the first in a new series, but I don't know whether to send it to a publisher, or do the self-publishing thing. I have some backlist books to publish this year, but to be honest, I'm scared of going out there on my own. The rough and tumble of the self-publishing world is pretty daunting, and I don't really want to do KU. And this new book is historical detective, not straight romance. This is the couple I always wanted to write, the couple that has been haunting me for years.
I still have one more book to write for the Dragonblade series, and that comes next. The sister who hi-tailed it to Rome!
So stay tuned, and thank you for all your support this far!

Monday, November 18, 2019

Christmas with the Dersinghams

Matilda meets her match!

It was sheer delight to be able to write Matilda's story for the Daring Dersingham series. Why shouldn't chaperones have some fun?

A Bunch of Mistletoe

Part of the Stars are Brightly Shining seasonal anthology
From the bedecked halls of Regency England to the cold and crisp air of Medieval England, and everything in between, welcome to the magic of a holiday collection that will bring the joy of the season into your heart and into your home. Ten New York Times, USA Today or Internationally bestselling authors bring you their twist on the holidays using some of your favorite characters in STARS ARE BRIGHTLY SHINING.

“A Bunch of Mistletoe” by Lynne Connolly – When Matilda, chaperone and aunt to the most scandalous family in London, takes a tumble from a tree, she’s rescued by the most unlikely saviour. Toplofty stickler Harold, the Duke of Trensom, is more than annoyed to find Matilda on his property. Worse when he finds himself falling for her.

From Dragonblade to you, we wish you a very happy holiday season!

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Wednesday, November 13, 2019

A New Book For You!

The Lion of England

Part of the Common Elements Project. Learn more about it and the other fabulous books here.
Leaving her job at a safari park, Crissie Williams leaves her car in a safe area, and comes face-to-face with a lion. So not the way she expected to die. Until her savior arrives in the form of another English lion, this one a jaw-droppingly sexy man.
Alastair Burton has a highly successful construction business, but he’s also Lord Winsley, heir to the Marquis of Farleigh.
After his father’s heart attack, he wants him to retire, but the stubborn old man won’t do it until Alastair has provided him with an heir. After seeing the disaster of his parents’ marriage Alastair has vowed never to let love into his life. He needs somebody who won’t expect more than he’s prepared to give.
When he rescues a waitress from the jaws of a lion, he sees a woman that fills his criteria, but the gorgeous Crissie proves more than he can handle. She wants the one thing he won’t give her—love.
Escaping from a traumatic past, Crissie wants no more drama in her life. If she agrees to Alastair’s cold-blooded proposal, she can buy homes for her disabled mother and their friends, instead of seeing them rehomed in soulless flats. One problem—she’s falling in love with the gorgeous aristocrat who sees everything in black and white. Crissie, an artist to the tips of her toes, prefers color.
When he discovers the scandal staining her past, Alastair realizes that she is far from a convenient bride, but by then it’s too late.
He already loves her.

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Tuesday, November 12, 2019

happy November!


What I've been doing...

Getting on for winter!


While the world churns in discontent and confusion, what better way to get away from it all with a good book?
I've been writing since I got back from the US, but I've also been reading. I couldn't settle to a romance novel, just couldn't find one I could get into, so I turned elsewhere. I've started reading the JR Robb In Death books from the beginning. I'd forgotten that Roarke used to smoke!
The books are great detective mysteries. With such a long series, there are bound to be some that work better than others, but they hold up so well. I'm only on book 7, and it's so good to know there are so many to come! I probably won't read them right through, but I'm enjoying them all over again
Writing, you say? Well, I'm finishing up the third book in the Daring Dersingham series, but it didn't go as well as I'd wanted. The main couple just refused to engage in the conflict I wanted them to. They kept being too reasonable!
So I've given them more to worry about. I'm still in love with the Dersingham triplets and their brother. Dragonblade contracted a trilogy, so there is still one sister whose story has to be told. I don't know if Dragonblade will want it yet, but if they don't, I'll write it anyway, because I can't leave poor Delphi out of the fun!

Saturday, September 28, 2019

September in California!



 Here I am with a beauteous cover model at the Historical Romance Retreat.
I'm not too good at these things, but this one was a lot of fun, and everyone is made very welcome.
I shared a room with the lovely Ella Quinn, who also had a new release this month.
The Mission Inn is a lovely venue, built by an eccentric with a material aim in mind. This place, Riverdale, used to be very wealthy when it was the centre of the California trade in oranges, and now it does very well as a centre for weddings and conventions!
My favourite part is the parrots. I've always had a soft spot for macaws.
The HRR is an abundance of costumes, extroverts and superfans, who enjoy spending time with the authors they read. It's run by Renee Bernard, who has created a lovely atmosphere for people to enjoy themselves. I had a good time here.
But now, I'm back home. Farewell to the massive contradiction that is the USA, at least for another year!

 New Release

The Girl With The Pearl Pin

 

Founded by the wealthiest woman in London, an unconventional crime-solving club brings together single lords and overlooked ladies from every rung of society. It’s a perfectly scandalous match…
As London’s most sought-after bachelor, the Duke of Leomore stuns society when he announces his engagement to a woman who has just been branded a thief. Yet as his painfully shy “bride-to-be” understands, it is merely a ruse until The Society for Single Ladies apprehends the true culprit—and a ploy to further delay Leo’s obligation to wed. For him, marriage will be a purely practical affair. Still, why does a stolen kiss with his faux fiancĂ©e conjure such tempting visions of romance?…
As if being falsely accused weren’t mortifying enough, Phoebe North is now the talk of the town. And while she knows Leo did the honorable thing to protect her reputation, she can’t help but long for more. It would be an impossible match given their unequal stations, and Leo has made his view of marriage quite clear. Yet his kiss and flirtatious ways say something else. If only she could persuade him of how delightful it would be to thumb their noses at convention—and become fools for love…

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Sunday, August 11, 2019

Win a copy of The Girl With The Pearl Pin!

Lyrical Press is doing a flash giveaway in the #BetweenTheChapters book club right now, and one of the prizes is a THE GIRL WITH THE PEARL PIN! Anna Bradley's TO WED A WILD SCOT and Heather Grothaus THE LAIRD'S VOW are also featured! The link to enter is at ow.ly/O9Bk50vtew5. Good luck!