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Friday FreebitsI don’t know about anyone else, but lately the time has been flying by! Here it is Friday again. This week’s Friday Freebit is from Lord Esterleigh’s Daughter, Book 1 of “The Serpent’s Tooth” trilogy. Here Anne encounters Peter Marlowe for a second time, under somewhat inauspicious circumstances. While attempting to sneak away from her father’s hall, she is startled and takes a fall. It’s all Peter’s fault.

“The novel excels in that it introduces a myriad of characters, all of whom leave the reader wanting more. I’ve noticed a lot of comparisons to Jane Austen or rather “the dark side” of Jane Austen. … if anything, I would reference Daniel Defoe or Henry Fielding, though there is little comedy in Anne’s journey. The novel is quite gothic in fact. All in all, Lord Esterleigh’s Daughter  is an interesting read that aptly captures the period in which it is set.” — Caroline Wilson Writes

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“Are you hurt?” He bent toward her.

She flinched away. “No thanks to you, I think I’ve escaped permanent injury.” She turned her eyes on him, a glowering look that held a trace of fear.

The look took him aback. “Forgive me, I was afraid that you—”

Her eyes softened, a rush of color surged in her cheeks. She turned away, as if embarrassed. “Is it your custom to go around sneaking up on people?” She rose gingerly, flexing her left ankle.

“To be quite truthful, it’s not.” He smiled sheepishly and scrambled to his feet. “Is it your custom to go climbing over walls?” He found her shoes in the grass and deferentially offered them to her. “Sensible people would use the gate.”

“Perhaps I’m not sensible!” Without a word of gratitude, she snatched the offering from him and winced as she slipped her left foot into the boot. “Now if you’ll excuse me, I must go.”

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Friday FreebitsWelcome to another edition of Fridays and Freebits. This week’s excerpt from Lord Esterleigh’s Daughter takes place at the end of Chapter Three. Julia, Anne’s mother has died, and Anne, rather than keep her deathbed promise, has attempted to take her own life.

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“…The plot is fast-paced. The characters are well-developed… I recommend this story to those who like gothic fiction, and to those who are interested in aristocratic English society prior to the American Revolution.”
History from a Woman’s Perspective

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The girl stirred. He sat back, wiping away his tears, but she merely shifted her head on the pillow and pulled the blanket to her chin. Again he leaned over her. Early morning light now fell more sharply across her face, weaving patterns of brightness and shadow as the curtains rustled on the draft.

“Oh, my child!” he whispered. “You have every right to disdain me. I cannot begrudge you your feelings. But it will pass. It must! I mean to do right by you. I owe it to you…and to your mother.” He sat back in the chair, as she rolled onto her side, away from him. “There is so much you need to know, so much that only I can tell you. Trust me…just a little…and I will find a way to redeem myself in your eyes.”

It would not be easy. She remained steadfast in her animosity. Nothing could shake her resolve. She had been betrayed. Her world turned upside down.

Day and night he had sat by her side, cradling her in his arms when she cried out, wiping vomit from her chin, bathing her burning face and limbs with cool towels. Clutching her hand in that bleakest hour of the night, he saw in her glazed and dilated eyes that the spark of life had begun to fade. He clutched her against himself, as though to squeeze into her the very force that sustained him. Three days and nights passed before a flicker of light returned.

On the fourth night she asked for water. He poured out a glass from the pitcher on the bedside table and held it to her lips. She focused her eyes at him in the wavering light from the candle stub. She looked hard at him before recognition sent a pained expression over her face. Her eyes darkened, then filled with tears. Then she turned her face to the wall, and she wept.

She would not die. Yet, in that instant, she slipped away as surely as if death had taken her.

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Friday FreebitsWelcome once again to Fridays & Freebits. Can you believe it’s August already?

This week’s  excerpt is from Lord Esterleigh’s Daughter, the first book in “The Serpent’s Tooth” trilogy of historical novels. Here you will meet Julia, the mother of the heroine, Anne. I hope you enjoy.

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“Lord Esterleigh’s Daughter is an accessible, fast-paced historical romance with elements of suspense and danger. I liked the heroine immediately…”–Cora Seton Reviews

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Julia Fairfield loved the smell of earth. Warm and damp under her bare feet, it gave off an aroma filled with promise. The spring season always brought a sense of hope, best seen in the renewal of life with all its delicate scent and color, best felt in the touch of sun on her uncovered head, best nurtured in the little sprouts that appeared almost magically overnight in her little patch of garden.

Under the gentle warmth of the May sun, amid sweetly scented breezes, Julia hitched her skirts up over her knees, fixing the hem securely in her waistband. Armed with a trowel and a pair of sturdy leather gloves, she wended her way into the plot of young flax.

She knelt, taking care not to trample the fragile grasses, and dug up weeds, one by one, shaking off the clumps of damp red soil clinging to the roots. After so many years, she marveled at how skillful she had become, how quickly she worked. She’d grown strong of limb, her body lean and agile.

Yet there was a time—so long ago—in this selfsame plot of earth on a spring day much like this, when the vastness of the project overwhelmed her. She’d been unprepared. Nothing in her upbringing or experience had provided her with the disposition to endure such a provincial existence. She had found the strength deep inside, where it lay untapped during those years of growing soft and complacent in a world that now seemed little more than a dream.

The same as Joseph. Nothing but a dream. Not even the assurances of spring could resurrect the hope she had sustained during those first hard years at Melbridge. Those years spent waiting. That hope had died long ago. She had let it fade away. But still he remained a part of her, would always be a part of her, just as Anne was a part of them both. And, yes, in her heart she still loved him. She would always love him.

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Friday FreebitsThis week’s six-paragraph Friday Freebit is from Courting the Devil, the second book in “The Serpent’s Tooth” trilogy.

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1777 — Four years after a near fatal blunder uproots her from her home and inheritance, Anne Darvey, daughter of the Marquess of Esterleigh, finds herself an indentured servant on a farm near Fort Edward in New York, as the British army advances toward Albany.

Driven by guilt over the pain she has caused her father and grief over her lover’s death, she sets out to deliver a message. The consequences lead to the discovery that all is not as it seems, and sets in motion events that lead to love and danger.

Courting the Devil is a high caliber historical drama. I commend Ms. Fischer-Brown on her research and attention to detail. It moves well with interesting characters and story lines….Two thumbs up for Courting the Devil.” –Writer Wonderland

I hope you enjoy 🙂

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“I beg your pardon, madam,” he said softly. “I seem to have forgotten that these are troubled times that would force a gentlewoman to take up arms…but I assure you, there is no need….” He motioned with a wave of his hand at the weapon. “My intentions are honorable.”

She braced the rifle more firmly against her shoulder.As you so aptly observed, these are troubled times. One must be wary of thieves and vagrants.”

“Tell me, madam….” He opened his arms wide, a show of his helplessness. “Do I look like a thief?” Warily, he stepped toward her.

She took a step back, then held her ground. “That’s far enough!”

From his new vantage point, he could better make out her features. The sun, no longer directly at her back, caught her at a slightly more favorable angle, casting its harsh light over the side of her face, revealing her to be a young woman with a pleasing countenance framed by wisps of dark, unruly hair tumbling from the confines of an unbleached linen mobcap. But what caught him off guard was the fleeting glint of her eyes—violet in color, set like gems against the tint of summer in her skin.

Those eyes remained fixed on him along the line of the fowling piece.

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Friday FreebitsIt’s Friday once again! Where does the time go? This week’s six paragraph freebit is again from Lord Esterleigh’s Daughter, the first book in “The Serpent’s Tooth” trilogy. I hope you enjoy.

 

 

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“Recommended for all suspenseful historical romance fans.”-–  My Cozie Corner Reviews

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Her confusion and curiosity mounting, Anne turned to peer outside.

All but the palest remnants of daylight remained, casting the landscape into a world of shadows against a purple sky. Just beyond the little iron gate at the end of the lane, apart from the two horses tethered to the rail, a man stood.

A tall man with broad shoulders, his dark great coat billowing around him, hat in hands, he stood still as a sentry in the gusting wind and piercing cold.

Suddenly, the realization crept over her that he studied her with the same fascination with which she observed him. His unseen eyes scrutinized her, and a cold uneasiness prickled over her flesh. She shivered, as if she stood naked before him. But even as she gave in to the impulse to tear herself away, his unseen gaze held her, as if against her will.

The hand on her shoulder startled her. She turned abruptly to find Julia at her side, her face colorless and taut. Through the tears welling in her eyes, a look of determination mingled with a hint of joy, along with a hint of uncertainty. In a spontaneous motion, she embraced Anne and held her close, whispering quickly through the swell of emotion rising in her voice, “Annie, your father’s come. He’s come for you!”

Before Anne could say a word to vent her shock and confusion, her mother turned her by the shoulders to the open door. And she found herself looking up into the stranger’s sad, dark eyes.

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