Welcome, Katherine Bone! Can you share your Romantic Idea with us today?
Thanks for invitin’ me
to sail into your home port, Lady Kathleen! I’m thrilled to be here to help
celebrate the #RomanticIdea Summer Blog Exchange with you and your readers!
Woot!
But before I share my
recipe for summertime romance success, I’d like to share some great news! The
final book in my Nelson’s Tea Series, THE
ROGUE’S SURRENDER, is finally ready to launch into epic adventure near you
on July 12th, me hearties! Garrick, Viscount Seaton, is back and after recovering
from traumatic injuries, he’s met his match in a Spanish señorita, Mercedes Catalina Vasquez Claremont.
To celebrate THE ROGUE’S SURRENDER, I’m sharin’ a
special way to include romance, pirate style, into your summer! There’s nothing
more romantic to a pirate than a cool summer breeze and watching the sun set with
a sassy significant other. Need extra ambiance to enhance the experience, you
say? Celebrate your romantic union with a glass of Pirate’s Blood and say
“ARRR!” Rum… it’s a good thing! Huzzah!!! (Pirate!)
Pirate’s Blood
1 oz. Rum, spiced (Captain Morgan’s)
1 splash Grenadine
1 oz. Pineapple Juice
Pour 1 oz. of Captain Morgan’s in a double bubbler shot glass,
then pour 1 oz. pineapple juice on top and add a splash of grenadine.
Blurb:
The Rogue’s Surrender,
Nelson’s Tea Book #3, Available July 12, 2016
He'd
become a beast only she could tame.
Marked for death! Señorita Mercedes Vasquez has been betrayed by a member of Nelson’s Tea.
Now her life is in the hands of the man she couldn’t save, a beast forged by
Spanish hatred.
Lord Garrick Seaton, aka
Captain Blade, is the only one who has
a chance of pulling off a lifesaving mission. To do so, he must go to Spain and
face memories of captivity and torture. But the fiery Spanish lady he seeks to
rescue proves to be the greater threat. Can he protect his heart, or will she
demand his complete surrender?
Available at Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Rogues-Surrender-Nelsons-Tea-Book-ebook/dp/B01HFLA9KM/ref=sr_1_9?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1467082670&sr=1-9&keywords=katherine+bone#nav-subnav
ITunes: https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/the-rogues-surrender/id1131355453?mt=11
Smashwords: http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/647949
Katherine’s Bio:
National best-selling
historical romance author Katherine Bone
has been passionate about history since she had the opportunity to travel to
various Army bases, castles, battlegrounds, and cathedrals as an Army brat
turned officer’s wife. Who knew that an Army wife’s passion for romance novels
would lead to pirates? Certainly not her rogue, whose Alma Mater’s adage is “Go
Army. Beat Navy!” Now enjoying the best of both worlds, Katherine lives with
her rogue in the south where she writes about rogues, rebels, and rakes—aka
pirates, lords, captains, duty, honor, and country—and the happily-ever-afters
that every alpha male and damsel deserve.
Social Media Links:
Website: www.katherinebone.com
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Instagram: http://instagram.com/katlbone
Amazon Author Page: http://www.amazon.com/Katherine-Bone/e/B009MO30MU/ref=dp_byline_cont_ebooks_1
Goodreads Author Page: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/6535406.Katherine_Bone
~ Excerpt ~
Mercy’s
gaze narrowed on the screened doorway with nerve-wracking precision.
The
screen door handle jiggled slightly but stopped when it met grinding
resistance. Muffled curses followed then a key grated in the lock.
She
smothered a moment’s panic as the lock disengaged.
“Eddie?”
No
response.
No. No. No, it isn’t him. Something is horribly
wrong!
Her
instincts sprang to life, and her senses climbed to extraordinary heights. She
quickly retrieved her reticule, reaching inside to grab the small pistol she carried
there. When her fingers grasped the gun, she exhaled in relief, and then aimed
the weapon’s barrel at the cabin door.
Her
heart thumped in her ears as the seconds dragged by.
She
straightened her spine and cocked the trigger, widening her stance. No one
enjoyed being backed into a corner, especially a spy. She’d shoot, if needed,
with no regard as to who this man was. Too many lives depended on what she’d
stored in her brain. If she wanted to make it to St. Mary’s in time to meet the
vicar, she had to live.
The
door squeaked on the hinge, opening with agonizing slowness like an ominous fog
sweeping over a riverbank.
Que Dios le ayude. It was as if the
invader wanted to increase her agony, making her anticipate the intrusion with
paralyzing dread.
Her
nerve endings shrieked like struggling, cornered rats as the door widened and a
man’s long muscular leg prepared to step across the threshold. She held the gun
steady, biting her lip in anticipation. Her trespasser wasn’t like anyone she’d
ever seen before. His tall black boots and black breeches matched a fine woven
linen shirt, over which he wore a dark draping broad-shouldered maroon jacket
with intricate gold embroidery at the shoulders and sleeves. His
shoulder-length black hair accentuated the distinguished lines of his high
cheekbones and an aquiline nose. A black patch prevented her from looking into
a pair of earth-shattering blue eyes.
Dios mio, he is formidably handsome. She was in true danger
now. Her knees threatened to buckle. An impending swoon clouded her peripheral
vision. She wasn’t afraid, per se, but paralyzed by an all-compassing innate
awareness that awakened her body. This had never happened before.
She
gasped.
He
cocked his brow oddly in response, skin tugging cruelly above the left side of
his mouth.
She
immediately froze. Was the expression painful? Who had scarred the man?
Alarms
sounded in her head. Lethal calm resonated from him as his stare left her to
search the room with an odd familiarity. Her heart twinged. Was this Captain Blade,
the notorious Lord Garrick Seaton? His comfortable stance, the way his gaze
stroked the room like a loving caress, filled her with strange misgivings. It
was as if he belonged here — not
Eddie — not her.
She
opened her mouth to speak, but nothing came out.
The
devilish man moved his left hand across his chest and took a humble bow. “Señorita.”
Enjoy your romantic summer! Huzzah and Hoorah!!!
Thank you so much for havin' me aboard today, Lady Kathleen! Wishin' you a FABulous summer!!! ;)
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