Regency and Scottish collide in the 3rd book of the Castle Brides Series!

Friday, October 24, 2014


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I was off smoozing at the Emerald City Writers Conference last Friday, so I was a bit slow getting into comment. And of course, my Ipad wasn't cooperating either! 

But, this week, I'm going to be right on top of things. I promise! 

·  Five lines of your current work in progress, new release, soon-to-be-released...whatever.   (Do keep it as close to five sentences as you can.)

·  You are welcome to post buy links too. Those are the only links allowed. 

·  PG please. (I don't have a warning on my blog about content, so it has to be appropriate for all viewers. I will delete comments that aren't appropriate or offensive to some audiences. Sorry.)

Today five lines are from Triumph and Treasure again. 

Flynn bent over her hand. The jolt he experienced earlier when helping her from the tree shot through him again. 

“Forgive me, Mrs. Thorne. Have we met before? You seem familiar.”

Most wicked of him to tease her.

She inhaled sharply and tossed her uncle an uneasy glance.

So, she didn’t want the duke to know about her little adventure. Why?

 Let's see your treasures now! 

Wednesday, October 22, 2014


Sasha's offering a digital copy of An Unsuitable Match for those who sign up for her newsletter on her website!

The Favourite Heiress…
Once engaged to the future Duke of Strathmore, the beautiful Lady Clarice Langham now finds herself in the humiliating position of celebrating his marriage – to another woman.  As a result of the scandal, it seems her reign as London's most eligible debutante has come to an end.  But things begin to look up when handsome and charming rake David Radley makes it clear that, at least as far as he's concerned, she's still the catch of the season.
The Illegitimate Son…
The eldest son of the Duke of Strathmore, David Radley has been raised alongside his father's legitimate children.  But while he is generally received as part of the family, not everyone thinks he should be, and especially not Clarice's father, the Earl of Langham, who forbids her from having anything to do with him.
An Unsuitable Match…
David's been in love with Clarice for years, and it isn't long before the attraction between them develops into something deeper. Yet he senses Clarice is hiding something and until she reveals her secret, she won't be free to follow her heart. Despite everything, David will not give up on Clarice, not even when another seems set to claim her…

Tuesday, October 21, 2014


Oh, Dear Readers,

Are are you in for a treat! Mishka Jenkins has come up with something spectacular! 

The Romance Writers Weekly authors are all writing a Flash Fiction Love Letter, and I have to include the words sweet, pumpkin, and brush. 

I hope you found your way here from J.J Devine's blog. 

Okay, here goes! 

~ ~ ~

My Darling Pigsnie,

I’m so very full of burning love for you, my heart fairly aches, though it’s possible the
triple shot pumpkin spice mocha and pickle and pastrami sandwich with jalapenos and onions I inhaled during my coffee break might have given me a bit of heartburn.   

I never thought the day would come that I’d crave and adore anything more than Cadbury
Milk Chocolate, but compared to your sweet kisses, that confection is as bitter as a mouthful of powdered aspirin.

I know, because I took some headache powders once, and I had to brush my tongue for five minutes to rid the organ of the foul taste. 

 I’m not sure if the aspirin or all that brushing caused it, but my tongue swelled up the size of small mattress, and I had to be rushed to the emergency room.

The doctors were able to resuscitate me, and thank God they did for if they hadn’t, I’d be dead and never have met you at The Piggly Wiggly.

Monday, October 20, 2014


Kidnapping mortals to different eras is such fun. Trickster muse sisters, Clio and Erato, call it a glimpse, but military historian Minerva Ferguson, Erva, is fairly certain she’s gone nuts when she wakes two hundred miles from her apartment. And two hundred years in the past to Brooklyn, 1776. In an unfamiliar manse, during the American Revolutionary War, she’s not too sure how to regain her sanity. Especially when she realizes whose mansion she’s just woken in, the one British general she studied more than anything else, Lord William Hill.

When Will hears Erva’s screams of panic, he breaks down a door to save her, even if he can’t quite remember why she’s visiting. She calms, though, the instant she sees him, as if they’ve known each other for eons. From the second he sees her dressed in a toga made from a bed sheet to later when she’s with his troops, wooing them with her musket skills, he realizes he’s smitten. But he’s a weary soldier, shrouded in grief, while she reminds him of a sun goddess. Is she too good for him? Lord, how he wants her to want him.

Sunday, October 19, 2014


Dear Readers, 

Beginning today and continuing every Sunday until the December 3, 2014 of Triumph and Treasure (Highland Heather Romancing a Scot Series) you'll get to enjoy an excerpt from the book! 

In this scene, our  hero is at a ball and eagerly awaiting the company of a young lady. No, she's not our  heroine! 

The pre-order link will be up soon! 

~ ~ ~ 
London, England, Early May 1818

Champagne flute in hand, Flynn, Earl of Luxmoore, scanned Lord and Lady Wimpleton’s overflowing ballroom.
Where was she?
Dozens of bejeweled and elegantly gowned ladies swirled by, but none were the charming damsel he sought. He’d met the delectable Miss Lydia Farnsworth three weeks ago and had made a point to appear at every function she was rumored to attend from that evening onward.
Avoiding the eager hawk-like gazes of plotting mamas and the hungry expressions of their husband-hunting daughters, he sent a questioning look to the Duke of Harcourt lounging against the ballroom’s entrance.
Sporting a cocky grin, Harcourt shrugged and raised his champagne flute in a mock salute. 
Blast the man. He’d sworn his Scottish cousin would be in attendance tonight. Should Flynn make his excuses and try to find Miss Farnsworth at another gathering? Which one? He’d received at least a dozen haut ton invitations for this evening.
Flynn feared he was fast becoming a besotted fool. He grinned. He rather liked the idea. In fact, he intended to call on Harcourt tomorrow and state his intentions regarding the duke’s cousin. How long should Flynn wait to propose to the refreshingly intelligent and witty Miss Farnsworth? Not long, perhaps even tomorrow after he’d spoken to Harcourt.
She reminded him of his free-spirited cousins. He found her enchanting. He was confident she returned his admiration and would accept his proposal. Yes, when next he ventured into the social fray, he would be betrothed.
A delightful laugh echoed behind him. Turning slowly—it wouldn’t do to appear too eager—he spied the raven-haired beauty in a stunning pink and white gown. As usual, she was surrounded by a bevy of calf-eyed beaus. Little did they know by this time tomorrow, she would be unavailable to the drooling milksops.
He took a leisurely sip of champagne, trying to decide on the best strategy to steal Miss Farnsworth away for the next waltz. And the supper dance, of course. Perhaps she’d agree to stroll the gardens with him, and he could finally sample her sweet lips.

In his mind, he’d already claimed her as his countess.

Copyright © 2014 Collette Cameron

Friday, October 17, 2014


Dear Readers,

I couldn't wait until this Friday arrived so I could post the cover of Triumph and Treasure along with the snippet! 

Thank you, once again, for making this such a popular feature on my blog!  Isn't it amazing how five lines of a story can hook you?  

·  Five lines of your current work in progress, new release, soon-to-be-released...whatever.   (Do keep it as close to five sentences as you can.)

·  You are welcome to post buy links too. 

·  PG please. (I don't have a warning on my blog about content, so it has to be appropriate for all viewers. I will delete comments that aren't appropriate or offensive to some audiences. Sorry.)

My snippet is from my December release, Triumph and Treasure, the first stand-alone book in the Highland Heather Romancing A Scot Series. 

“Flynn, I thought you were one of the girls.”
She laughed at the absurdity of the statement. The body pressing into hers was anything besides feminine. She started to turn around. 
He stilled her by putting both hands on her bare shoulders.
A rush of desire nearly had her bones melting against him.

Okay, I know. That was six lines, but I couldn't make it work with just five this time. 

Let's see your stuff now! 

Wednesday, October 15, 2014


For Love of the Duke
After the tragic death of his wife, Jasper, the 8th Duke of Bainbridge buried himself away in the dark cold walls of his home, Castle Blackwood. When he’s coaxed out of his self-imposed exile to attend the amusements of the Frost Fair, his life is irrevocably changed by a fateful meeting with Lady Katherine Adamson.

With her tight brown ringlets and silly white-ruffled gowns, Lady Katherine Adamson has found her dance card empty for two Seasons. After her father’s passing, Katherine learned the unreliability of men, and is determined to depend on no one, except herself. Until she meets Jasper…

In a desperate bid to avoid a match arranged by her family, Katherine makes the Duke of Bainbridge a shocking proposition—one that he accepts.

​Only, as Katherine begins to love Jasper, she finds the arrangement agreed upon is not enough. And Jasper is left to decide if protecting his heart is more important than fighting for Katherine’s love.

Tuesday, October 14, 2014


We're breaking from the 3 question routine again this week and focusing on First Date Disasters. 

Hopefully, you clicked your way over here from LaNora Mangano's. 

Are you cringing or chuckling in recollection of a first date disaster? 

I'm betting many of you never got to the second date part! 

Truthfully, I don't have any really horrid first date disasters.