Spotlight
& GIVEAWAY with author Grace Elliott
Hey
all! Today I have a book to share with you that caught my attention
simply from the author's bio. Yep. I said it. The author's bio. She
is a veterinarian by day and I worked in a veterinary hospital for
six years. She lives near London and I have always wanted to go
there. She has five cats and two sons. I have 7 children so I call
that even. The husband comes with the package so he goes without
saying despite my claim that I Had 1 child several years before I
actually had children. *wink* And the bearded dragon? Yep! Got two of
those too! Actually, my son does, but that means so too do I.
Everyone always asks if it is real when they see it and then they
freak out and run. Never really understood the reaction. I am afraid
of all things crawly, but the bearded is okay in my book. Anyway, we
are here to talk about a book so I should probably shut up about now.
I am excited to have discovered another author of my all time
favorite genre, HR! Please allow me to welcome to the blog:
**GRACE ELLIOTT**
**BIO**
Grace Elliot leads a double life as a veterinarian by day and author of historical romance by night. Grace lives near London and is passionate about history, romance and cats! She is housekeeping staff to five cats, two sons, one husband and a bearded dragon (not necessarily listed in order of importance). “Verity’s Lie” is Grace’s fourth novel.
You
can find out more about Ms. Elliott in the following places:
**VERITY'S
LIE**
**The
Huntley Trilogy #3**
Historical
(Regency) Romance
Publisher:
Self/Indie
Release
Date: July 14, 2013
Heat
Level: Steamy
Length:
300 pages
**BLURB**
Charles Huntley, Lord Ryevale, infamous rogue…and government agent.
In
unsettled times, with England at war with France, Ryevale is assigned
to covertly protect a politician’s daughter, Miss Verity Verrinder.
To keep Verity under his watchful eye, Ryevale plots a campaign of
seduction that no woman can resist– except it seems, Miss
Verrinder. In order to gain her trust Ryevale enters Verity’s world
of charity meetings and bookshops…where the unexpected happens and
he falls in love with his charge.
When
Lord Ryevale turns his bone-melting charms on her, Verity questions
his lordship’s motivation. But with her controlling father abroad,
Verity wishes to explore London and reluctantly accepts Ryevale’s
companionship. As the compelling attraction between them strengthens,
Verity is shattered to learn her instincts are correct after all –
and Ryevale is not what he seems. If Lord Ryevale can lie, then so
can she…but with disastrous consequences.
Warning:
This title is intended for readers over the age of 18 as it contains
adult sexual situations and/or adult language, and may be considered
offensive to some readers.
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**EXCERPT**
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reading any further, you are stating that you are at least 18 years
of age.
If
you are under the age of 18, please exit this site.
But
as Verity circled the exhibit, she began to think her father was
right after all. Was it not sad to see these dignified animals
consigned to collect dust, in the name of entertainment? She turned
to Miss Mowlam to make this remark, only to find her companion
shifting from foot to foot and clutching her belly.
“Miss
Mowlam? Are you unwell?”
Her
chaperone frowned. “Excuse me, Miss Verrinder, but I must find a
place of easement and quickly.”
“Shall
I come with you?”
Such
was Miss Mowlam's haste that she answered with a flap of the hand and
was gone. Verity was torn; it was irregular to be without a
chaperone, but Miss Mowlam would not welcome a witness to her
discomfort. As her ample derriere had already disappeared back the
way they came, it seemed to stay put was the best option, so that
Miss Mowlam could find her again.
The
elephant's sad eye made her uncomfortable, so Verity investigated the
cabinets. But as she turned, a figure caught her eye. Even with his
back turned and leaning forward to inspect an exhibit, there was no
mistaking the powerful shoulders and graceful elegance of Lord
Ryevale. The hall suddenly shrank in size and her heart catapulted
against her ribs. She swallowed hard. What if he saw her, what
should she do? Without a chaperone she felt exposed. This panic felt
most peculiar; a jumble of excitement and caution.
Verity
drifted to one of the cabinets to better study him covertly. No one
else filled a jacket quite so well as Lord Ryevale. A curl of dark
hair contrasted with his white stock, and the detail thrilled her.
Even the arrogant tilt of his head befuddled her thoughts—such a
handsome profile; the jut of his chin, the curve of his lips and the
hollowed cheeks that evoked an insistent beat in her chest.
To
her horror, Ryevale glanced towards her, then turned away. Her
fingers curled into her palms in an agony of embarrassment. Had he
seen her looking? Clumsily, she feigned interest in a stuffed puffin.
She held her breath, but when no one approached she let it out
again. She frowned. Instinctively, she knew he was ignoring her.
After a minute, the seconds measured by her racing pulse, she
permitted herself another glance.
He
had moved onto the next cabinet.
Verity
froze. Her skin still sang from where his eyes had grazed it; beyond
a doubt he had seen her, which meant he had deliberately cut her.
How dare he! This man who seduced a married woman in her father's
library refused to acknowledge a respectable lady! If anyone was to
cut the other it would be her.
Without
pausing to consider the wisdom of her actions, Verity stalked across
the hall and tapped him on the shoulder.
“Lord
Ryevale, why did you pretend not to see me?”
With
suave nonchalance, Ryevale bowed. “Ah, Miss Verrinder, delightful
as ever.”
“Why
did you ignore me?”
“I
did no such thing.”
“I
don’t believe you.”
One
corner of his mouth twitched into a teasing smile. “Perhaps I was
thinking of your reputation. After all, being seen in the company of
a rogue is not the done thing.”
Of
course he was right, which only irritated Verity more because it
hadn't occurred to her. Stubbornly, she pressed on. “Miss Mowlam
is escorting me...and will return any second.”
“Glad
to hear it.” He pursed his mouth, which made Verity unexpectedly
hot between the breasts. “Why did she leave you alone?” Was it
her imagination or did he seem concerned?
“A
call of nature.”
“Ah.
And you didn’t think to go with her?”
Verity
spluttered. “I am an adult. I can take care of myself.”
“I
did not imply differently—merely that you never know which unsavory
character you may bump into.” He raised an ironical brow.
“Touché.
So what are you doing here?”
Ryevale
hesitated. “Have you considered that I might have an assignation
with a young lady?”
“Oh!”
His
eyes were such a rich deep brown—darker than cocoa and deeper than
sherry—that made her quiver inside, and at that moment she hated
him very much indeed.
“Miss
Verrinder, if you recall, you approached me.”
“Humph.”
Infuriating man, now he implied she couldn’t keep away.
“But
now you have sought me out, and it seems my friend has forsaken me,
perhaps we could call a truce and examine the exhibits together.”
“That's
not a good idea.” A voice nagged in her head, saying that
Ryevale's company was not appropriate, especially as he addled her
judgment so.
“Come
now, I am a family friend, and your father would not be happy if I
left you without an escort. I promise to go when your chaperone
returns.”
It
seemed churlish to refuse. “Very well.”
“Besides,
I enjoy your company.”
Remembering
how she despised women who were easily flattered, Verity fought off
the urge to blush.
“You
are allowed to enjoy yourself, Miss Verrinder. I have a theory that
you don’t get much opportunity for smiling.”
What
else had he guessed? This man was dangerous. “Let's walk.”
Verity said, “People are looking.”
“Are
you surprised?” his velvet tone teased. “I have something of a
reputation, don’t you know?”
**GIVEAWAY**
I
cannot tell you all how much I hate having to choose an excerpt to
share. Generally they are all very good for different reasons and so
I end up reading them over and over, trying to decide which would be
best. I went with the chosen one because it shows the playful nature
of this dashing rogue. For those of you who love HR and are
especially fond of the rogue who is without a doubt hands off paired
with the strong-willed innocent who has yet to realize her own
potential (or her power over such an untameable fellow) ... Well,
this book is absolutely a must read for you! Be sure to add it to
your TBR list!
But
what I really want to know is what you all thought about the book,
excerpt, author, anything pertaining to the post. Your feedback is
always welcome so please take a second to leave a comment. If you
were well and truly caught by what you experienced here, please
consider supporting this author and purchasing a copy of the book for
yourself.
I
want to thank Ms. Elliott for being here today. And thanks to all of
you who keep coming back for more! Be sure to enter the GIVEAWAY
before you leave. You have nothing to lose except your chance to win!
I hope that you had as much fun today as I did learning all about
this book and author. Have a fantastic day and I will see you all
very soon! But until then ...
HAPPY
READING!!!
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