SILK & SCARS Excerpt #newrelease #histrom

Peeps, things are chugging along with SILK & SCARS. The galleys are done and sent back, and now I can announce…we have a release date! Lock 2 June into your diaries, peeps, because that’s when Gwen and Edward will be available for you all. Huzzah!

To celebrate, here’s the official excerpt. You may have heard me read it (badly) over on SoundCloud, but here it is for your eyeballs. Enjoy!
 
Silk & Scorn by Cassandra Dean book 2 in the Silk Series Decadent Publishing

For over a year, Miss Gwendolyn Parkes and the Duke of Sowrith have corresponded. At first an error, the letters quickly became something much more, a friendship forged on like minds and perhaps the hope of something more…

When Gwen is compelled by her employer to attend the duke at his Dartmoor estate, she is devastated to find her beloved friend cold and imperious, even if he is the most handsome man she’s ever seen – despite his scars.

Edward, Duke of Sowrith, has longed to meet Gwen. Arranging her passage to his estate, he is tongue-tied when confronted with her quiet beauty. All too aware of the twisted ruin of his face, he allows fear to hold him silent…until Gwen’s safety is threatened.

Finally together, they grow closer until it seems they can never again be apart – but can a commoner and a duke find a happily ever after?
 

Available SOON from Decadent Publishing

 

~ Excerpt ~

Crossing her arms over her stomach, Gwen leaned forward, pressing deep. Good heavens, she was nervous, and excited, and nervous. She was going to meet Edward. One moment soon, he was going to open that door, and she would see him. She would see the man she’d corresponded with for over a year, to whom she’d expressed every thought, and who had expressed his to her. It did not matter that he was a duke, so far above her in consequence as to be laughable. He was her friend, and, at last, they would meet.

Foot tapping wildly, she leaned her head back against the wall. This was all so ridiculous. She was ridiculous to have this unbridled excitement rioting through her. Exhaling, she caught the stare of the gargoyle. The gargoyle knew how ridiculous her thoughts. Its stone features laughed at her, and in a fit of pique, she poked her tongue out.

The study door opened. Leaping to her feet, she swayed as the blood rushed from her head.

Lord Beecham appeared in the door way and, his eyes lighting upon her, crooked a finger. “Miss Parkes. Come.”

Heart beating a rapid tattoo, she bent to grip the handle of her carpet bag. Lord Beecham had abandoned the door by the time she had gathered herself enough to approach, the worn wooden handle of the bag pressing deep into her palm.

Passing through the doorway, Gwen stopped, her jaw slack as she looked about the chamber. Lit only by the flame of the massive fireplace dominating one wall and the wan flicker of a lamp seated on the enormous desk, the room was huge, cavernous even, and dark. So dark. The faint light picked up rows upon rows of books while heavy drapes of an unidentifiable fabric covered what she could only presume were windows. The floor was the same stone as the hall, the only carpet appearing before the fire under the clawed feet of a large armchair.

Her gaze returned to the fireplace. A man stood before it, his back to her, right hand held by his left.

Her heart, already racing, started a wild thud against her ribs. That was him. The duke. Edward.
He did not turn, though she willed him to. Willed him to turn so she could utter that most important of phrases, the one she’d longed to say for an age now.

Hello, Edward.

TEACH ME is available as an #audiobook!

Peeps, check it! TEACH ME is available as an audiobook! Below are links to a sample on SoundCloud and how to purchase. Enjoy!
 
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Ever curious, Elizabeth, Viscountess Rocksley, has turned her curiosity to erotic pleasure. Three years a widow, she boldly employs the madam of a brothel for guidance but never had she expected her education to be conducted by a coldly handsome peer of the realm.

To the Earl of Malvern, the erotic tutelage of a skittish widow is little more than sport, however the woman he teaches is far from the mouse he expects. With her sly humor and insistent joy, Elizabeth obliterates all his expectations and he, unwillingly fascinated, can’t prevent his fall.

Each more intrigued than they are willing to admit, Elizabeth and Malvern embark upon a tutelage that will challenge them, change them, come to mean everything to them…until a heartbreaking betrayal threatens to tear them apart forever.

Listen: SoundCloud
Purchase: Amazon | Audible | iTunes


 
 
 

SILK & SCARS Cover Reveal

Today’s the day, peeps! Check out the beauty of the SILK & SCARS cover below!
 
 
Silk & Scars by Cassandra Dean The Silk Series Decadent Publishing

For over a year, Miss Gwendolyn Parkes and the Duke of Sowrith have corresponded. At first an error, the letters quickly became something much more, a friendship forged on like minds and perhaps the hope of something more…

When Gwen is compelled by her employer to attend the duke at his Dartmoor estate, she is devastated to find her beloved friend cold and imperious, even if he is the most handsome man she’s ever seen – despite his scars.

Edward, Duke of Sowrith, has longed to meet Gwen. Arranging her passage to his estate, he is tongue-tied when confronted with her quiet beauty. All too aware of the twisted ruin of his face, he allows fear to hold him silent…until Gwen’s safety is threatened.

Finally together, they grow closer until it seems they can never again be apart – but can a commoner and a duke find a happily ever after?
 

Available SOON from Decadent Publishing

 
 

SILK & SCARS is also revealed at the following sites. Thank you so much for hosting me and SILK & SCARS:

Monday 9 March
ARe Cafe
T L Reeve
Sara Daniel
Kathleen Ann Gallagher
Cate Masters
Libby Waterford

Tuesday 10 March
London St James
Gina Wynn
Dark Desires Book Blog

Wednesday 11 March
Jessica E Subject
 
 
 

Sneak peak of SILK & SCARS, The Silk Series Book 3

We’re deep in edits for SILK & SCARS and I’m so excited to share with you Gwen and Edward’s story. There’ll be a Cover Reveal next week, so make sure you stop by to see the GORGEOUS cover.

However, while we wait for the reveal, I’d like to share with you all a snippet. Here, Gwen meets Edward for the first time in person:

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Passing through the door, Gwen stopped and, jaw slack, she looked about the chamber. The room was huge, cavernous even, and dark. So dark. Lit only by the flame of the massive fireplace dominating one wall and the wan flicker of a lamp seated on the enormous desk, the light picked up rows upon rows of books while heavy drapes of an unidentifiable fabric covered what she could only presume were windows. The floor was the same stone as the hall, the only carpet appearing before the fire under the clawed feet of a large armchair.

Her gaze returned to the fireplace. A man stood before it, his back to her, right hand held by his left.

Her heart, already racing, started a wild thud against her ribs. That was him. The duke. Edward.

He did not turn, though she willed him to. Willed him to turn, so she could utter that most important of phrases, the one she’d longed to say for an age now.

Hello, Edward.
 
 
 

Six Sentence Sunday – Silk pt 5

Six Sentence Sunday is upon us once more! Thanks, as always to the lovely peeps at Six Sentence Sunday for this awesome initiative. Thanks also to all of you who comment, it’s such a pleasure to read your words 😀

Some sad news first, the lovely peeps at Six Sentence Sunday have decided to call it a day. The last official Six Sentence Sunday will be 27 January 2013, so, that’s plenty of time for us to get used to the idea that after that date, there will be no official Six Sentence Sunday. I would like to extend a big thank you to the all the Six Sentence Sunday peeps. It has and continues to be a wonderful initiative, and I’m very proud to have been a part of it.

Now, back to Silk. Thomas and  Nicola are studying one of Thomas’s defence cases together…

She turned her gaze from the papers before her to the man beside her.

Thomas looked at her, his thumb pressed against a smile.

Brows drawing together, she said, “Was there something, Thomas?”

Removing his thumb from his lips left only his smile. “You’re rather adorable when you concentrate.”

Heat flared in her cheeks and, quickly, she looked down at the paper.

If you would like to read some other wonderful six sentences, click on the picture below to be taken to the list.

Thanks for dropping by, peeps!

Six Sentence Sunday – Silk pt 4

Six Sentence Sundayis upon us once more! Thanks, as always to the lovely peeps at Six Sentence Sunday for this awesome initiative. Thanks also to all of you who comment, it’s such a pleasure to read your words 😀

Before we get to the six sentences, I’m currently part of the Shameless Summer Giveaway Hop, and am giving away a copy of ENSLAVED, as well as a signed TEACH ME postcard and a TEACH ME magnet.
Comment for your chance to win!

Now, continuing on with Silk, Thomas and  Nicola have entered the shenanigan stage…

Grabbing her upper arms, he hauled her to him. And then, he kissed her.

Stunned, she stood stock still as his lips brushed hers, light and sweet. Gently, his tongue traced the seam of her mouth, and with that small touch, fire swept through her. Tangling her fingers in the soft strands of his hair, she pulled him closer. Then, she kissed him back.

If you would like to read some other wonderful six sentences, click on the picture below to be taken to the list.

Thanks for dropping by, peeps!

Note: I buggered up the link this week, so the date on the post is incorrect. It was actually posted Sunday 10 June. Oh technology, you are awesome but so very literal ;p

Six Sentence Sunday – Silk pt 3

And it’s another Six Sentence Sunday! Thanks, as always to the lovely peeps at Six Sentence Sunday for this awesome initiative.

Continuing on with Silk once again, Thomas and  Nicola are not quite up to shenanigan stage just yet…

She sighed. “This again, Thomas?”

“We are no longer children talking over a fence, Lady Nicola. You are who you are and I— ” He resisted the urge to run his hand through his hair. This morning he’d spent an hour taming the stupid curls, and he would not wreck his efforts because Lady Nicola Fitzgibbons had chosen to return to his life.

Oh, poor Thomas. Methinks you do protest a tad too much.

If you would like to read some other wonderful six sentences, click on the picture below to be taken to the list.

Thanks for dropping by, peeps!

Six Sentence Sunday – Silk pt 2

Six Sentence Sunday! Huzzah! Thanks, as always to the lovely peeps at Six Sentence Sunday for this awesome initiative.

Continuing on with Silk, we find Thomas and his scandalous lady, Nicola, mere moments after we left them…

“Welcome home, Nic.” And he hugged her.

Dear God, she felt good. Only a head shorter than him, she smelled of violets or lavender or some other water ladies liked to douse themselves in. He allowed himself ten seconds to hold her, to absorb the feel of her into himself, and then he stepped back. “You should not be here.”

Well, what exciting things are in store for Thomas and Nicola? Hopefully shenanigans. Shenanigans are always fun 😀

If you would like to read some other wonderful six sentences, click on the picture below to be taken to the list.

Thanks for dropping by, peeps!

Six Sentence Sunday – Silk pt 1

Six Sentence Sunday is here once more! Thanks, as always to the lovely peeps at Six Sentence Sunday for this awesome initiative.

We take a break from Rough Diamond this week to feature another work in progress. Tentatively titled Silk*, this is the tale of a straight-laced English barrister who just wants to be an upstanding Member of Parliament. Unfortunately, the return of a childhood friend, a seemingly frivilous lady, has him entertaining all manner of thoughts that should never cross his mind…

“Do you know what I’m hearing, Thomas? I’m hearing a vast amount of what I should not be doing, when you’ve not even greeted me properly. Why, you’ve yet to kiss my hand, or perhaps give me a h-hug.”

Helpless, he stared at her. How did she do it? She’d been here less than five minutes, and already she had drawn him back in.

If you would like to read some other wonderful six sentences, click on the picture below to be taken to the list.

Thanks for dropping by, peeps!

*This will definately change. At the moment, not too sure what the title will be. It will come to me, though, never fear!

Six Sentence Sunday – Rough Diamond pt 5

Six Sentence Sunday is here! Yay! I do love the six sentences that abound every Sunday, and as always, thanks to the lovely peeps at Six Sentence Sunday for this awesome initiative.

Well, it’s Mothers’ Day here in Oz, so I’d like to wish my mum a very happy Mothers’ Day. Thanks for all you do, the way you smile and nod when I harp on incessantly about this writing caper (and things like how awesome The Avengers is…seriously, so awesome! Check it out, peeps! NOW!!!), and the fact you gave birth to me. That last one was pretty super fantastic 😀

So, HAPPY MOTHERS’ DAY, MUM!!!!

And now, back to our regularly scheduled programming. Here’s this week’s six sentences, again from Rough Diamond. Enjoy!

She shouldn’t feel disappointment. It was a useless emotion, and besides which, he was determined to be thought the fool for reasons of his own. She had no cause to be…to be hurt that he apparently wanted her to think the same as all the rest. Even if they had just shared a kiss that had knocked socks, stockings – and if it had continued a minute or so more – probably her drawers.

Squaring her shoulders, she smiled coolly. “Don’t trouble yourself, Mr Llewellyn, we’ll pretend it never happened, and all will be as before.”

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Thanks for dropping by, peeps!