April 7th
is the release day of my second book in The Rake’s Handbook series, WHEN A RAKE
FALLS. This book has a fun, singing hero that I adore.
He's racing
to win back his reputation
Having hired
a balloon to get him to Paris in a daring race, Lord Boyce Parker is
simultaneously exhilarated and unnerved by the wonders and dangers of flight,
and most of all by the beautiful, stubborn, intelligent lady operating the
balloon.
She's
curious about the science of love
Eve
Mountfloy is in the process of conducting weather experiments when she finds
herself spirited away to France by a notorious rake. She's only slightly
dismayed-the rake seems to respect her work-but she is frequently distracted by
his windblown physical magnificence and buoyant spirits.
What happens
when they descend from the clouds?
As risky as
aeronautics may be, once their feet touch the ground, Eve and Boyce learn the
real danger of a very different type of falling...
"Orr
debuts with a charming romp. The witty repartee and naughty innuendos set the
perfect pitch for the entertaining romance. Though there are serious themes and
carefully researched historical details, it's the banter and sensuality that
are sure to enchant readers." —RT Book Reviews, 4 stars
Boyce
yelled like a lunatic.
Whoosh. His hat blew off.
He
clutched the side of the basket.
His
favorite old hat tumbled away far out in front of him.
Despite
the blast of cold air, it was the most thrilling moment of his twenty-seven
years.
He
tried to lift his head, but it felt like a heavy cannon ball. An unseen hand
pushed it down on his chest.
The
wooden platform grew smaller as the balloon gained altitude. It didn’t take
long until the townsfolk reminded him of little black insects moving around in
green grass. Several men on horseback followed in their direction, apparently
chasing the balloon. Seconds later, the fields and hedgerows below resembled
the irregular squares of a mottled green chessboard.
Boyce
continued to yell as Islington shrank in the distance.
The
balloon’s upward movement seemed to slow, and several minutes later it stopped.
Now
certain of his survival after that remarkable ascent, joy swelled in his chest.
He laughed without reserve. Never had he felt so free. He needed to serenade
his thanks and praises to the magnificence of the balloon. “Away from my view fly the world and its
strife, the banquet of fancy’s feast is for me.” He hung over the basket,
spread his arms wide, and serenaded the town. “My spirits are mounting, my heart’s full of glee.” An odd sensation
overcame his ears, and his voice sounded like he was singing under water. In
the process of poking his ear with his pinky, he saw the girl.
Cannot wait for this one! I loved The Rake's Handbook. Congrats on the release.
ReplyDeleteThanks Shana. I'm enjoying this release. Nope, no hiding under the bed this time. ;)
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DeleteHappy Release Day Sally! How fun! I need to get my hands on this one too :)
ReplyDeleteThank you Christy (Sally says fanning herself over your Awesome avatar). :)
DeleteCongratulations, Sally!!
ReplyDeleteAnd to you too, Gina. Happy release day (there's a lot of that going round)!
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