Greetings lovely readers! Today I have the pleasure of having with me fabulous historical romance author
Shehanne Moore and her novel
Loving Lady Lazuli. You might recall that Shehanne came to visit during the
#TNTConfidential 12 Days of Christmas Special and that back then she didn't have a cover yet, only a very promising story. This time, she returns with more details on a novel that promises to keep you turning pages, a beautiful cover and a fun quiz! Without further ado, Shehanne and the London Jewel thieves.
Elyzabeth, firstly doodling buddy, may I say what a great pleasure it is
to be here again, drawing pictures with you on your fab blog. I think the last
time I was here—after I jumped on you and twisted your arm a bit--it was to share
Christmas anecdotes. I mean my new release is kindah Christmassy... Sort of
anyway... In places...
But let’s not talk of that today. Let’s
talk about the lovely ladies pictured above. The London jewel thieves. Each one a gem in their
own right. They’re not all in my new book but I’m hoping they will be in
successive ones in the series. If you want to know more I’ve a tab on my blog:
For today I’m simply going to say
ask your readers, so, you just pulled your latest heist and now you need to
escape with the loot. Just how far will you get? In other words which jewel
thief are you?
Sapphire, Pearl,
Ruby, Amber, Jade, Splendor or Diamond?
You’re stuck with a set of
diamonds in a locked room. Do you
A. Think what a mess the girls
made, I really need to tidy up
B. Don the chimney sweep’s outfit
and start climbing.
C. Cower a bit but hide under the desk till the
coast is clear.
D. Not a clue. Just get caught.
But drink that glass of wine first.
E. Take down anyone who gets in your way
F. Panic and take off your
clothes to woo some sexy man
G
Hope you will be rescued
It’s Christmas Eve and having nicked a necklace you accept a lift home but
the coach slows. Do you
A. Say the floor needs cleaned
B. Kiss the smexy guy and shove
the jewels in his pocket
C. Say what is a necklace?
D. Open a bottle of gin and offer some to the sexy
guy
E Kill everyone including the
sexy guy
F Leap out the coach and hope for
the best
G Deny you are even here
You are crawling a long a rooftop with a sack of silver plate when someone below
sees you
A You wouldn’t be doing this
B. Keep going cos you know what
you’ll get if you don’t
C Say what is a roof?
D Throw the sack away now you’ve
been discovered. There’s more to life.
E Berate the world
F. Deny everything. You are
carrying this for some smexy guy
G Say what silver plate?
You’ve had enough of old Starkie, the man who has enslaved you. Do you
A Clean up the mess after someone
runs him through.
B. Fake your own death and run
away
C Run away cos you’re told to
D Run away and hope there’s gin
E Run him through
F Take the first offer that comes
along, especially if it’s from a smexy guy
G Put up with it. What else is
there?
You are going straight but now you must steal again. What do you think?
A You were never a thief
B I said I was straight and I
mean it
C Well, if people say so
D Long as there’s booze
E Never. Not if it kills me and
itmight
F What is in it for me?
G
You would die first.
So how did you score?
Well mostly A’s...Splendor
B’s Sapphire
C’s Pearl
D’s Ruby
E’s Diamond
F’s Amber
G’s Jade.
Happy heisting.
Only one man in England can
identify her. Unfortunately he’s living next door.
Ten years ago sixteen year old
Sapphire, the greatest jewel thief England has ever known, ruined Lord
Devorlane Hawley’s life. Now she’s dead and buried, all the respectable widow,
Cassidy Armstrong, wants is the chance to prove who she really is.
But not only does her new neighbor believe
he knows that exactly, he’s hell-bent on revenge. All he needs is the
actual proof. So when he asks her to choose between being his mistress,
or dangling on the end of a rope, only Sapphire can decide…
What’s left for a woman
with nowhere left to go, but to stay exactly where she is?
And hope, that when it comes to neighbors,
Devorlane Hawley won’t prove to be the one from hell.
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~~How about an excerpt? ~~
“Let him go.”
“Aye. Don’t ‘ee think ‘ee and
yore fancy boots ‘ull get away wi’ this. Oih’ll defend ‘ee, moih lydy. Oih’ll
get him. Leave this ter me.”
“That’ll be interesting.”
Devorlane Hawley tossed his hair out his eyes. “You.” He jerked his head at
Ruby.
“Whot? Me?”
He dragged a breath. “Unless
you think I am somehow meaning the tree there? Fetch Lord
Koorecroft.”
Lord Koorecroft? The county’s
most senior magistrate? A turn for the worse? Now it was a somersault. A woman
who planked a stolen necklace on this specimen should not blush to say it was
rape. She would have to if he fetched Lord Koorecroft, because then there would
be the matter of what the damned man could say to Lord Koorecroft. Being dead
and buried might not be enough to save her then. Not when her crimes had been
dutifully reported by every newspaper up and down the land. She would hang.
“Lord Koorecroft?” Ruby
smoothed a copper tendril of hair back from her forehead. “Whot soddin’ fer?”
“What do you think it’s
soddin’ for? To accuse me of rape and molestation. It won’t be difficult. He’s
at Chessington right now. You can cut through the hedge. Go on.”
“That’ll be shiny bright.”
Fortunately Ruby could always be counted on to do absolutely nothing.
“What do
yer think I am exactly? Yer bleedin’ servant?”
“’Ee got no roight after what
ee—”
Barron made a strangled sound
as Devorlane Hawley jerked the stick so hard across his windpipe,
Cass was
almost jerked off her feet.
“I have every right. You all
want Lord Koorecroft fetched, don’t you?” He huffed out a breath. “So let’s
fetch him. I’m relishing the thought of the little chat I’m going to have with
him about our Mrs. Armstrong here.”
Follow Shehanne:
About Shehanne
Shehanne is a Scottus writer, a
Dundonian by birth. She still lives nearby, with her husband Mr
Shey. She has two daughters.
What hasn’t she worked at while
pursuing her dream of becoming a published author, which was why she was
delighted to sell The Unraveling of Lady Fury to Etopia Press six days after
subbing it She sold her second His Judas Bride on the day Lady Fury
released. Her third book, the first in a series, Loving Lady
Lazuli, will be released on 17th January 2014.
When not writing intriguing
historical romance, where goals and desires of sassy, unconventional heroines
and ruthless men, mean worlds collide, she plays the odd musical instrument and
loves what in any other country, would not be defined, as hill-walking.
Although it’s probably meant to be sipped on a
rattan chair, under a ceiling fan, it’s still purty good taken beneath alien constellations in tiny Greek villages,
not to mention night clubs in ruined villages in the hills. 
