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We don't do reviews or interviews. just virtual parties to promote your book!

As many of you may know, our beloved sister hostess SHARON DONOVAN, tragically passed away on 11th April 2012. We who knew her, loved her, and were inspired by her courage and determination to face head on whatever life threw at her. When she could no longer see to paint she turned to writing and showed her amazing talent in the Inspirational Romance and Romantic Suspense genres, and her story 'Charade Of Hearts' was awarded the coveted Predators and Editors Award in January 2011.

This Blog was a source of great delight to her, she was one of the founder hostesses and she contributed to the fun and silliness in her own original way, and was kind enough to let her unique creation, the hunky butler 'Oliver' join us for our Friday romp and prepare 'virtual breakfast' for the guests on the following morning. It's beyond hard to have to go on without her, but we know that she would have been the first to insist that 'the show must go on.' She is, and will always be with us in spirit.
Sharon, dear friend, we will never forget you.
The Author Roast and Toast is part of the legacy you left us. Let's raise a Toast to you as well as all our guests.
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Friday, June 25, 2010

Double Celebration for Lady Tiffany

Hello and welcome to the Author Roast and Toast. We have a very special party today, a double celebration with Tiffany Green. Not only are we dancing the night away at a formal ball in Regency England to pay tribute to her book “Innocence Lost,” but it’s a graduation party as well. In three short days, Tiffany will receive her MBA! Congratulations, Tiffany!

The sound of Mozart floats across the elegant ballroom, vibrating off the mirrored walls. A crystal chandelier cascades from a gabled ceiling, casting an ethereal glow on the guests as they glide across the black and white checkered marble floor. Dark wood paneling frames the massive stone fireplace, and life-size gargoyles stand in waiting at the entrance to the hall. Flickering standing candelabras paint willowy shadows on their faces, providing a surreal atmosphere to the ball. A narrow spiral staircase leads to upper wings, rumored to be haunted with the ghost of the duke that once resided in the manor. Open terrace doors lead to a patio overlooking a regal courtyard where a water fountain quietly gurgles against the jasmine-scented night.

Oliver, looking dashing in his cravat and double breasted waistcoat, has prepared a feast fit for royalty.
The three hostesses, dressed to the nines in formal regency ball gowns, set the feast on the sideboard.

The mingled aromas of lobster bisque, pigeon pie, veal, oysters, quail and trifles waft through the hall. Platters of fresh fruit and cheese trays artistically arranged on fluted dishes surround a punch bowl of wine made from grapes, boiling water, lemon and spices. Champagne trickles from a fountain next to the three-tiered chocolate cake, topped off with a graduation cap.

The hostesses, looking quite fetching in empire waist gowns and long, flowing skirts, fuss and fidget, making sure all is perfect. Each has a matching hat with a fancy plumed feather. Sharon, donned in scarlet and matching slippers, stops to admire her reflection in the mirrored wall. A sassy curl sweeps over her forehead, her elegant white gloved hands gingerly primping.

Spying Mary out of the corner of her eye, she beams. “My dance card will be full tonight, no doubt.”


“Sure it will, sweetie,” Mary yanks her emerald green gown down a little further to show off her bosom. “When you’re dancing in the dance line, they won’t be able to see your bubble butt.”


Sharon spins on her satin slippers, just as Lyn, donned in deep purple tapestry dashes past with a steaming platter of oysters. They roll across the hall, but not for long. Junior and Cuddles give chase, skidding on the marble floor like dancing fools. Lyn scowls at Sharon. “Now look what you made me do. If my petite feet take a skid on the floor, you will be very sorry!”


Mary and Sharon break into fits of laughter, knowing before the night is up, one if not all of them will manage to lose her dignity. But when Oliver announces the arrival of Lady Tiffany, a silence hums through the cavernous hall. Tiffany, looking drop dead gorgeous in a periwinkle silk gown with flowing gossamer sleeves, saunters into the ballroom on a pair of beaded glass slippers, blowing kisses to the guests. She has a sparkling diamond pendant, accenting the heart-shaped bodice of her gown. Oliver rushes over, casting her a wicked wink as he extends his arm to escort her into the grand ballroom. Thunderous applause explodes as guests scream, “Congratulations, Lady Tiffany!”


Champagne pops, unleashed balloons soar up to the gabled ceiling, and a squire with the lyrical voice of a fallen angel recites the blurb and excerpt from “Innocence Lost”:

From her first glimpse of his portrait, Lady Megan is smitten. Unfortunately, the handsome face belongs to her brother’s enemy—the Duke of Claremont, Nicholas Bradshaw. Nicholas learns a little too late that the beautiful girl he met at the stream is not at all who he thinks. And now, he must keep her safe from the enemy lurking close to home. When the kidnapper does strike, it takes the assistance of Nicholas, his former foe, and a pirate captain to save Megan. But will it be enough?


A GLIMPSE INTO INNOCENCE LOST…


“My lady, come quick.”

Megan frowned at the closed door. She set aside her volume of Catullus’s poetry and rose from the chair in her sitting room. Calmly, she opened the door. If it was another man threatening suicide because she hadn’t agreed to marry him…

Julian’s furious voice rang through the house. She gasped and ran down the stairs.

Wentworth bowed and opened the drawing room door, as if he’d been expecting her.

Her heart took a crazy leap at the sight of him standing there. Nicholas. She glanced at her brother and grew worried. The two stood face to face with their fists balled and ready to strike.

As Julian moved forward, she flew between them. Her blood pounded hard in her ears. She stood so close to Nicholas, she could feel the heat of his body. She yearned to step into his arms. Had he come to see her? “What are you doing?” she demanded, looking from one wrathful face to the other.

“Leave, Claremont, now,” her brother said.

“Not until I have some answers concerning this.” Nicholas threw a crumpled newspaper down. “Damn you, Julian, you had no right.” Then his gaze shifted to her. Her heart surged up in her throat. He looked flushed with anguish. “How could you do this, Meg? Why didn’t you choose me?” His voice grew hoarse, full of pain. Then he went still. “Or did you choose me and your brother did not honor our agreement?” He jerked his head up and nailed Julian with a glare.

Confusion boiled within her. “What agreement?”

A muscle ticked in Nicholas’s cheek as he kept his eyes on her brother. “Tell her,” he demanded.

She turned to her brother and caught the unease in his eyes. “Julian?”

He heaved a sigh. “Moppet—”

“Don’t you dare call me that, Julian!” She poked a finger into his chest. “Tell me everything. Now!”

With a sigh, he nodded at Nicholas. “He was not to see or speak to you until you selected a husband. And I would not oppose your decision.”

She kept her eyes locked on her brother. “Even if I had named Nicholas?”

“Yes,” he said.

She wanted to kill Julian.

“Your brother also insisted that you were to know nothing of this agreement,” Nicholas added.

A sick knot of despair rose up from the depths of her stomach. She started to tremble. Her hands fell limply to her sides. “Are you telling me,” She turned to Nicholas, “that the only reason you’ve been ignoring me is because of a pact you made with Julian?”

His brows were drawn and his eyes filled with pain. He lifted his hand to touch her but halted and lowered his arm.

“Yes, love.”

Her eyes prickled as she turned to her brother. “I cannot believe you did this.”

“Megan, I did it for you—”

“No, Julian. You did it for you.” Oh, God, she had been so wrong about everything. Nicholas. Her brother. Everything. She trembled in earnest now.

Nicholas moved closer. He reached out as if to steady her, but didn’t touch her. “Are you all right, Megan?”

She glanced up, her vision swimming. “You were trying to find a way for us to marry?”

“Yes, my little nymph.”

A tear skidded down her cheek. “I-I can’t. I’m betrothed to another.”

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What would you do if you learned of a pact made between your brother and your one true love?


ABOUT THE AUTHOR…

From the first moment I saved the knight in shining armor at age eight, I fell in love with romance. Since then, I have conjured many stories, and now I am excited to bring the best of them to you.

My main love is the Regency historical, but don’t be surprised if you find some medieval and western romances show up.

I am a native Texan and have deep roots in the small Texas town in which I live. My husband is incredibly wonderful and supportive and I have one awesome teenage son. Going back to school for my MBA is keeping me busy, but has not stopped me from my first love—creating exciting new worlds and interesting characters to fill them.

I’m also on Facebook. I hope you enjoy my books!

86 comments:

  1. Hey, Tiffany - what a gorgeous cover for Innocence Lost - and the story - wow!! Keep up the good work and may you have many happy sales. :)

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  2. Good Morning -- you all certainly look festive in your period clothing. Love the cover and congratulations.

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  3. Good morning, Tina and Patsy. Allow Oliver to fill your glass with champagne and a plate with scrumptious spread while we await Lady Tiffany. We are all so proud of her double achievement and plan to celebrate in grand style all day long! So eat, drink and be merry!

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  4. Thanks, Tina! I'm so excited about Innocence Lost and the rest of the series. Best wishes to you, dear friend.

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  5. Good morning to you, P.L.! Thank you for coming to my grand ball. I am so thankful to my hostesses, Sharon, Mary, and Lyn. They do a splendid job and put on a great party!

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  6. Hello Sharon! What a wonderful ball! I am so happy to be here among such great friends. Thank you so much!

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  7. Welcome, Lady Tiffany! Sharon rushes over to hug her friend. Congratulations on completing graduate school and for the release of Innocence Lost. What wonderful achievements. Oliver, bring on the champagne so we can have a toast. This is indeed a red lettr day. Here, here, Tiffany! And might I add how mar ve lous you look, dah ling. Oliver is gawking!

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  8. Oh, what a magical party! I love Regency parties!! Thanks for letting me come and live a fairytale. Your book sounds very intriguing, Tiffany!!

    ~Phyllis~

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  9. Welcome to your double celebration, Tiffany, and Congratulations both on the book and the MBA!

    Sorry to be late, I actually got here early, but my message seems to have disappeared into hyperspace!

    Very intriguing excerpt by the way, who doesn't love a Regency Romance?

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  10. Hi Tina, Patsy and Phyllis.

    Yes, that's a gorgeous cover for 'Innocence Lost', isn't it. Very striking!

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  11. Big hugs Lyn! I see you got the oyster slime off your pretty purple gown. Wink. Yes, intriguing excerpt. Lady Tiffany, our apologies for your buy link disappearing. We have Cuddles on it with his magic horn. In the meantime folks, you can buy Innocence Lost here:
    http://www.thewildrosepress.com/tiffany-green-m-600.html?zenid= 811e4e1426ce885c13c3570965e8b8a7

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  12. Hello Sister Hostess (Lyn Hugs Sharon and blows their Guest Of Honour an Air Kiss.

    Yes, my nice purple gown is fresh and spotless again - don't quite know how that Oyster got there, I don't even eat them, but thanks Oliver, I will have a little more of that punch, thank you. *hic*

    Oh I do hope the Internet gremlins aren't up to mischief again today. Cuddles can work wonders with his magical horn and Junior's keeping guard to try and deter the mischief makers!

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  13. Helloooo dah ling! Tiffany gives Sharon a tight hug back. You are looking above gorgeous as well. I'm having a grand time.

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  14. I am so glad you joined the party, Phyllis! Enjoy the cake and champagne. And please dance with Oliver. He's quite good.

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  15. Thank you so much for this wonderful party, Lyn. I am having a wonderful time!

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  16. Tiffany, that's a gorgeous cover. I live in Texas, too. Congratulations on your graduation, also.

    The ladies and Oliver know how to treat a guest, don't they? I should know by now not to read this blog until after lunch. The food descriptions always make me hungry.LOL

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  17. We're so pleased to be able to celebrate with you today, Tiffany, but most of the credit goes to Sharron and Oliver for your Roast today. So glad you're enjoying it - hve some more champagne! ;)

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  18. Sharon waves to Phyllis. Hi Caroline. Welcome. Yes, the food here is always a feast so dig in with gusto. We are so pleased for Tiffany and her double celebration. Let the fountain of champagne flow!
    Aw, blush, Lyn. Yes, we three sister hostesses all take turns with our lovely guests, and I had the honor of creating Lady Tiffany's skit. But as the authors who have been roasted by the R&T know, we allow them to choose a theme for the party and the cuisine and drinks. So Lady Tiffany requested a regency ball and we gave her one in grand style. Lyn is our graphics queen and Mary is the princess. So it's a team effort and we work well together, despite our staged snipping. LOL Just a sidebar! We always above all else have a lot of fun and laughs and enjoy promoting our authors. Here here!

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  19. Hi Caroline, I'm so glad you stopped by. I know exactly what you mean about the delicious food description. That chocolate cake is driving me to destraction! Have some champagne and enjoy the ball!

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  20. Tiffany, if I dance with Oliver I may not give him up. heehee Yeah, especially in those Regency duds he's wearing... WOWZA! Gotta love a man who looks like Mr. Darcy, huh? heehe

    ~Phyllis~

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  21. Sharon? You created the skit? How fun! So tell me...is the duke's ghost really part of Tiffany's story? heehee

    ~Phyllis~

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  22. Phyllis, I completely understand about Oliver. He looks as good as the chocolate cake. But you must share, dearest. I simply have to dance another waltz with him!

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  23. (grumbling) Well...okay, I'll share. But be assured, I'll snatch him up again, Lady Tiffany. Perhaps I can be so bold and suggest he take me outside for a walk in the moonlight later, in hopes of him stealing a kiss...

    ~Lady Phyllis~

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  24. I'll be keeping my eye on you two, Phyllis. *grin*

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  25. Phyllis, we create the skits based on the party the authors request. But by no means do we assume taking liberties with any of their characters. LOL So, no, the duke I suggested my be haunting the upper wing is part of my own twisted love for the spooky. Lady Tiffany, why don't you entice us by giving us another snippet of Innocence Lost. An excerpt perhaps or tell us more about your main characters and the setting of regency England. And in the meantime, more champagne for both and Oliver will be most happy to waltz the night away with you both. Wink. Oh, be still my beating heart, if only he could save one for me. But I'll just sit here and sip my cocktail and wait to hear about Tiffany's amazing story she has created.

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  26. Innocence Lost was a wonderful story and Tiffany Green, a most enchanting author, is at the top of my favorite author list.
    Ohmagawd, all this delicious cyber food. Since it has no calories, I'm loading up my plate and guzzling down the champagne.
    Congratulations Tiffany. I loved this book
    Sarah McNeal

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  27. Well, Sharon, the part about the duke's ghost was very intriguing! So...who will write that story? heehee

    ~Phyllis~

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  28. Double congratulations, Tiffany! I'd say Oliver should bring you champagne and a nice back rub after the festivities are over!

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  29. LOL Phyllis. That is the question. Now, eat, drink and be merry...ah look. More royal guests have arrived. Welcome Sarah and Ann. How true, virtual food and liberations of the house are calorie free, so indulge with gusto! Lady Mary appears to be missing. Perhaps that duke rumored to haunt the upper wing has her. Lady Lyn, have you seen our sister? Lady Tiffany, oh dear, is she missing too? Come Lady Phyllis, we must find our lost guests. Bring the champagne. Better yet, break into the whiskey. This calls for a full-blown investigation of the castle.

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  30. This is the first time I've visited Roast and Toast, but if you keep serving up the fabulous food and excerpts, I'll make it a point to return often:-)
    Congratulations, Tiffany, for both of your achievements!

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  31. (grabbing the whiskey) Okay, Lady Sharon...I'm coming. Oh Tiffaneeee... where are you? Hmm...very suspicious, do you not think? Lord Oliver is missing as well. (take a big gulp of bottle) Now this is something that must be investigated!

    ~Phyllis~

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  32. Pamela, welcome! And we love hearing from our first time visitors. Allow Oliver to serve you a glass of fabulous champagne and a plate of his delicious food. And save room for Tiffany's chocolat cake. As soon as we find the other missing guests wafting around this huge castle, our guest of honor will blow out the candles and cut it. In the meantime, sit right over there in the Queen Anne lounge and relax.

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  33. Oh, dear, pass the jug...Lady Phyllis. This is most peculiar. All the guests at the ball have gone missing. Dare we break into the swords in order to find the Lady Tiffany, Oliver and the others? I say why not...

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  34. Sorry, my dears, I had to take a break from all that dancing with Oliver. He tuckered me out!

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  35. Ah, Lady Tiffany, there you are - and Oliver! Yes, you do look just a little flushed Lady Tiffany, I should sit and have a r4est - and get Oliver to bring you some more champagne, if you can't indulge in champers today, when can you|? *grin*.

    Wel Sharon, dear sister hostess, it looks like all the guests and our Guest of Honour are returned safe and well, what a relief! Perhaps we won't have to test our swordsmanship skills after all!

    Sarah and Caroline, I do believe I neglected to greet you, where are my manners, you're both so welcome, my dears. And you're so right, none of the food or drink has any calories at all, so indulge as much as you wish! :)

    Pamela, how lovely to be able to welcome a new guest, and we hope you'll return often, do have another glass of champers!

    As for sister Mary, Sharon, I do hope she hasn't been cornered by the ghost in the upper wing - do you think we should investigate?

    And Lady Tiffany, as Sharon suggested, we'd love to hear more about Innocence Lost - and perhaps another wee excerpt?

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  36. Why, Sharon, I would be delighted to give you another sneak peek into Innocence Lost...

    Nicholas stopped their horses and pulled her onto his lap. “I love you,” he whispered.

    She swallowed. Could there be hope for them? God, she didn’t want to ruin his life, but living without him would be the worst kind of hell. “Nicholas, I—” She stopped when two riders emerged from the surrounding trees, pointing pistols at them. She gasped. Fear speared her right through the middle.

    Nicholas tightened his hold on her. “Turn and depart at once or face the consequences,” he ordered.

    The one with the eye patch spoke. “As I sees it, chum, ye ain’t in no position t’be giving the orders.” He waved his weapon for emphasis.

    “What do you want?” her husband demanded in a low snarl.

    The vile man leered, exposing four black, rotted teeth. “We come fer yer wife.”

    Megan pressed a hand to her chest, feeling her heart pound. She heard Nicholas’s swift intake of breath as the bandit nudged his horse forward. Oh, God, she couldn’t think!

    The man stopped his horse just a few feet before them. “Git down real slow an’ come ‘ere,” he ordered.

    “No,” Nicholas bellowed. Aramis sidestepped nervously.

    The burly brute shrugged his meaty shoulders. He raised his weapon. “I’ll jes’ shoot ye a’tween the eyes. Either way, I gets the lady.”

    Megan froze with fear. But when the big oaf raised his gun to her husband, she cried, “No, wait,” forcing him to jerk the weapon back onto her.

    Nicholas’s arm tightened like an iron band. She spoke softly to him without taking her eyes from the barbarian. “Let me go, Nicholas. We have no choice.”

    “Come ‘ere, ye wee tart, or I’ll blow yer man’s ‘ead arf,” the ruffian said.

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  37. Oooooh, another great excerpt, Tiffany!

    ~Phyllis~

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  38. Sarah, you are such a dear! I'm so glad you dropped by to help me celebrate my grand day. Enjoy the delicious food. Drink another glass of champagne, m'dear. And do dance with Oliver. He is looking longingly at you as we speak. If you can tear him away from Phyllis, that is. *snicker*

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  39. Thank goodness, Lady Phyllis. Lady Tiffany and Oliver were..a...well. At any rate, all the guests have returned and no need to bring out the swords, Lady Lyn. Now, Oliver, bring more champagne whilst we hear another exciting excerpt to Innocence Lost...
    But I still say the ghost of the hall had something to do with it. Grin

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  40. Thanks, Phyllis! It was such fun writing about these two characters and the trouble they kept getting into. And did they find trouble!

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  41. Oh, yes of course it was the ghost! Thank you, Oliver, I would love another glass of champagne. Disappearing like that does make one rather partched.

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  42. Indeed yes, Lady Lyn. The very second Lady Tiffany has graced us with another excerpt, we must bone up our courage and grab our swords and show our rather unpracticed swordshmanship in search of Lady Mary. Hear ye hear ye...calling all followers. Once Lady Tiffany has engaged us, we are calling for ladies of the evening...no pun intended to join the search for Lady Mary. The swords are in the great room and we will confront the ghost of the upper wing. any time you're readt to read, Lady T, onward my dear.

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  43. Okay Lady Sharon, let me find another excerpt. While I'm doing that, let me mention that Innocence Lost is on SALE! 40% off right now.

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  44. (hic) I'm here... Jusss a lil' drunk is all... (hic) But I'll help ya fine Lady Marrrryyyy. (hic) Juss don't give me a sword...

    ~Phyllis~

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  45. Here's another excerpt from Innocence Lost...

    Gazing uncertainly at the wooden door for several seconds, Megan raised her knuckles. It jerked open before she made contact. “May I have a word with you, Captain?”

    “Of course.” He stepped back to allow her entrance.

    Hoping that she wasn’t making a huge mistake, she stepped into the cabin. She was surprised to find the spacious room so elegant. The captain walked past the stained-glass windows to his carved oak desk. “Please, have a seat,” he offered and poured two drinks from the cabinet behind him. “To what do I owe this very pleasurable visit?” he asked.

    She chewed on her lip as she stared at the dark red liquid. He certainly didn’t behave like a pirate captain. She lifted her gaze and clashed with his penetrating stare. “Captain…”

    “My name’s Jackson. Jack, if you please. And how may I address you?”

    “You don’t know who I am?”

    “This is a pirate ship. One of our rules is not to question the cargo.” He sipped his wine. “I know that you are very important to Stuart, though he wouldn’t part with any information about you.” His dark eyes roved over her face and he gave a jaunty grin. “I did ask.”

    “My name is Megan Westland—”

    “Westland?” His smile vanished. “Any relation to Julian Westland, Lord Amersleigh?”

    “Julian is my brother.”

    He leaned back in his chair and laughed. “Oh, dear lady, what fine yarn you spin.”

    “I am speaking the truth.”

    Swallowing his wine, he looked steadily at her for a minute. “Then you would know the name of the fastest ship in his fleet,” he said.

    “The Sweet Siren, a Baltimore clipper, very near to this one.
    He purchased it two years ago. Please, you must help me get back to my fam—”

    A knock interrupted her.

    The captain’s probing stare remained fixed on her as he gave permission to enter.

    When the door flew open, Stuart marched in. Relief slid over his face when he saw her. “By God! I have been searching everywhere for you.” He slid his gaze to the captain and his lips formed a grim line.

    “Stuart,” Jack said in a steely tone. “Did the lady board this ship willingly?”

    Stuart hung his head.

    Jack’s eyes glittered. The vein in his neck throbbed. He was a panther ready to strike. “Is she Lord Amersleigh’s sister?”

    Stuart’s jaw tightened. He turned away.

    “Now I understand why you felt the need to fake your death,” Jack said, then drained his glass.

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  46. Since you mentioned swords, Lady Sharon, I thought I'd give you an excerpt about the pirate in the story.

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  47. Oh great excerpts Lady Tiffany. Highwaymen, pirates, gosh this story's full of action and excitement, another one for the TBR list!

    But we must continue the search for Lady Mary. My trust sword is at the ready - but I'm not sure if it'll be much defence against a ghost!

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  48. Lady Tiffany, such a fine excerpt it is that I am rushing off to make my purchase. Your words ring with promise to deliver and I must find out what happens next! Now, how are you with a sword? Have you ever held one? I admit to holding one at a fair for writers of historic fiction. They are quite heavy! But as promised, ladies, we must go on search of Lady Mary. Lady Tiffany, since this is your party, you get to lead the way!

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  49. Thank you Lady Lyn! I fear you are right. Swords aren't much of a defense against ghosts. We must tread carefully.

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  50. Why, thank you, Lady Sharon. I just got my copy of "Mask of the Betrayer" in and can't wait to delve into it! I do very well with the sword when necessary, though it depends what I'm aiming at. Perhaps we should look for Lady Mary down in the cellar? Anyone see that rogue pirate Jackson? Perhaps he has spirited her away!

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  51. Lady Phyllis? Have we lost you, too? Have too much champagne, dearest?

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  52. Hmm, I hope we're not losing guests again. LOL there are still a few wandering around, with dazed expressions after the directions I tried to give them to find their way home after the last Roast *Giggle*.

    I wonder if Jackson IS around? (I have to admit I love a good pirate!)

    Lead the way Lady Tiffany, we're right behind you!

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  53. Hmm, I hope we're not losing guests again. LOL there are still a few wandering around, with dazed expressions after the directions I tried to give them to find their way home after the last Roast *Giggle*.

    I wonder if Jackson IS around? (I have to admit I love a good pirate!)

    Lead the way Lady Tiffany, we're right behind you!

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  54. Lose guests at the last Roast? Hmmm. Sounds like you had fun! Okay, Lady Lynn, you and Lady Sharon come with me and check the cellar. It's creepy and dark down there with spider webs. Maybe a big hairy rat or two. Oh, where is Oliver? He can lead the way!

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  55. Oooh, Lady Tiffany it IS awfully dark in here. Spiders I don't mind, but I'm not so keen on rats, unless they're the domesticated ones, and I don't think there were too many of those in Regency times!

    Sharon - are you there, is Oliver with you?

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  56. Thank you, Lady Tiffany. I hope you will enjoy Mask. Now, once we get all the guests in order, what say we cut the cake. It's time to make a wish and blow out the candles! Oliver is using a gasp...sword! to cut it! Gather around and we shall have a toast for Lady Tiffany

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  57. Wonderful! Lady Tiffany, what a delightful guest you have been. We had such fun and are quite sure Lady Mary is in capable hands of a handsome castle knight or ghost there of. Stay as long as you like. Guests drop in and out all weekend long. But for now, duty calls outside the castle. Best lf luck with Innocence Lost, m'dear. Hugs and kisses,
    Sharon

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  58. Phew Lady Sharon, I'm glad you and Oliver rescued Lady Tiffany and me from that celler, is was awful dark in there - and we still didn't find the Lady Mary.

    Wow, I've never seen anyone use a sword to cut a cake before, is there no limit to your handsome butler's talents?

    Three Cheers for the Lady Tiffany!
    May you have amazing sales with 'Innocence Lost' and all your books and may your MBA lead you to even greater success.

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  59. Okay, Lady Lyn, I guess we'll have to cut our cellar expedition short. Lady Sharon mentioned cake. Chocolate cake! I hope we find our lost guests. *giggle* Of course they may be on a secret assignation.

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  60. Oliver can sure weld his sword, Lady Sharon!

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  61. Oooo I'm afraid of basements and spiders and snakes and rats above all else. Yes, Oliver, lead the way with your sword. If we must, we must. Lady Lyn, grab the house liberations. We need something a wee stronger than champagne, doncha know. Onward, Lady T

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  62. Thank you so much for the well wishes, Lady Lyn! And I agree--thank you, Lady Sharon for saving us from that creepy cellar!

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  63. Okay. (Gulping down some champagne). We must be brave, ladies. The cellar is so scary! Lady Sharon, is there any brandy about? I do need something stronger than champagne.

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  64. Congratulations on your MBA, Tiffany! What an accomplishment and Innocence Lost sounds wonderful. Best of luck to you, although I don't think you're going to need it. :)

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  65. Thank you so much for stopping by, Maeve! You are too kind above half, my dear!

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  66. Welcome, Maeve. Have some champagne and cake. Although Oliver has just brought out the mead. Giggle and hic. Lady T was just about to blow out the candles and make a wish. Lyn, stand up dearheart. How much of that mead did you have? Hic...To Lady T

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  67. Only a few glashes, Lady Sharon *hic* m'dear. Oooh I feel very sleepy.*hic* Sheers Lady T - *hic* I mean 'cheers'!

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  68. *Lady T holds up her tankard of mead* To all my wonderful friends. Cheers! Now I'll make a wish before blowing out the candles. My wish is for all of you. May your fondest wishes come true! *Blows out the candles*

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  69. Pamela, darling, so sorry I missed you before! The party was quite the crush, you know. Thank you for coming. And I hope you will return to the Author Roast and Toast. Sharon, Mary, and Lyn always put on the most splendid parties.

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  70. I have had the most wonderful, splendid ball of all time! Thank you so much Sharon, Mary, and Lyn for being my hostesses. And thank you all who came to my special gala! *Blowing kisses to the crowd*

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  71. Tiffany - and everyone - sorry I disappeared. My grandkids showed up early. I'm watching them this weekend. Anyway, just had to say I had fun on your blog today. Thanks for a great Regency ball, my dears! I had fun. And best of luck on your new book - and congrats on graduating as well, Tiffany!

    ~Phyllis~

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  72. Phillis, that's okay. I'm so glad you came to the ball and had fun. Thank you for the well wishes. Best to you, my friend.

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  73. Sorry, Phyllis, just realized I typed your name wrong. Long day!

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  74. Hi there you naughty Regency ladies. The low cut gowns almost gave me a fit of the vapors.

    Innocence Lost sounds like a great story Tiffany,best of luck with it.

    Regards

    Margaret

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  75. Congrats on your MBA & Congrats on your new book coming out.
    I would beat my brother up if he did such a thing.then it may take a long time before i ever talk to him again and he would have to say he was sorry way before i talk to him.
    sasluvbooks(at)yahoo.
    PS The cake looks good anuff to eat.

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  76. The morning sun pours brightly through the castle windows. Sharon awakens to the smell of crisp bacon and pancakes wafting from the kitchen where Oliver prepares a delicious breakfast buffet. Empty bottoles of mead and champagne line the mahogany bar. The sword, glittering with icing, lies askew the empty glass cake dish where not a crum is left. Sharon smiles as she saunters toward the kitchen, careful not to disturb Lady Tiffany as she sleeps before the hearth, Cuddles and Junior curled protectively by her side. Ladies Margaret and Stacey have joined the celebration. Lady Lyn has kicked off her satin ballroom slippers to reveal her "petite" little feet. Still no sign of Lady Mary. Perhaps she will appear for breakfast. Lady T pops open one eye and smiles. Sharon smiles back. Some party, last night. What a delightful guest you have been. Congratulations again on your graduation and the release of Innocence Lost. Much success in all that you do, dear friend. Come now, let's go beat the crowd for breakfast, what do you say?

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  77. Hi Tiffany,
    Great cover and I love the story line. I put it on my TRL and on the top :)
    A big Congrats on your MBA, good for you on going back and getting it.
    You are a new to me Author but Innocence Lost changed that.
    Carol L.
    Lucky4750@aol.com

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  78. Lyn wakes slips her little feet into her satin slippers and sleepily makies her way to the kitchen, attracted by teh smell of bacon and the clattering of pans as Oliver prepares breakfas, closely followed by Cuddles and Junior. It's a beautiful morning, Many of the guests who aropped over have made their way outside to enjoy the early morning sunshine wafting through the trees, making dappled shadows on the castle lawns. The stamping of horses' hooves and eager whickers resound from the stables as the grooms hurry to give the hungry animals their morning feeds.

    Well, we still haven't found the Lady Mary, but I see we have a couple of new guests. Good morning
    Carol, Stacey and Margaret. Let's join the Ladies Tiffany and Sharon, I hear their voices and I do elieve we're just in time for breakfast!

    Lady Tiffany it's been an honour having you as our special guest and to share this celebration of your achievements. You've been a wonderful guest - wishing you much happiness and success in evrything you do.

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  79. Nice to see you at the ball, Margaret. These gowns are all the rage, to be sure. Thank you for the well wishes. Same to you, dearest.

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  80. So glad you came to the ball, Stacey. Yes, I very nearly did Julian in for such a thing. Don't worry, he gets his own story and a whole set of problems as payback. So glad you enjoyed the excerpts.

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  81. Good morning to you, Lady Sharon. Thank you so much for throwing me such a delightful ball. I had a wonderful time. Pancakes? Do I smell pancakes? Would love to break my fast. I don't fast well, you see.

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  82. Hi Carol, I am so delighted you stopped by. Thank you for your kind words. I hope you enjoy Innocence Lost!

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  83. Yes, please join us for breakfast. Thank you so much for having me, Lady Lyn. This has been the best ball ever! I must spread the word. I wish you and the Ladies Sharon and Mary all the best!

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  84. And the winner of the drawing is...drum roll, please...isn't this exciting?...Yes, Oliver, I would love another glass of champagne...No, Oliver, you didn't win, but keep trying, love...The winner is...Maeve! Please email me at jtgreen@verizon.net. Thank you all for coming to my ball!

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