Here are the snippets (first Octave set) that I pulled from the manuscript to create promotional posts on social media for The Hazard with Hearts. These are an interesting preview of the novel.
Launch is on Sept. 16.
If you haven't seen them, well--Enjoy!
Aug. 31
“Ghosts, my dear. On the darkest night, when no moon lights
the velvet sky.” Julius Cavell swirled the brandy in his glass. “She drifts
along these halls. When you see her, your blood will freeze. When she touches
you, you will scream.”
Sept. 1
Miss Beale watched the dowager’s ascent of the curving
staircase. “I can never manage that floating ascent. I must add that to one of
my books.”
Coming soon : The Hazard with Hearts ~ mystery and suspense with a dash of romance.
The "Coming Soon" alternates among three options.
Sept. 2
Miss Beale watched the dowager’s ascent of the curving staircase. “I can never manage that floating ascent. I must add that to one of my books.”
Sept. 3
“Will I enjoy meeting your new wife?” Mr. Beldreccan asked
snidely. “Does she know that she is your third wife? Is she aware of the tragic
ends of your first two wives? I might be tempted to call you Bluebeard.”
Sept. 4
“I was exploring the castle ruins,” Vivienne explained.
“I asked you not to go there without me. It is dangerous.”
That whiplike retort made her feel like a disobedient child.
“You said very little more than that.”
“Clearly you didn’t listen.”
“Clearly I did not.”
“Clearly—.”
“You did not explain,” she said over him, surprising Max
into silence. Since their engagement, she had treated him with deference, but
she wouldn’t be lessened to a child.
Sept. 5
She drew herself taller, adding an inch to her small stature. “I am the countess of Sheldrake. I do not give an inch to fear.”
Sept. 6
His second wife Rowena had believed him guilty. Something twisted in her had thrilled at the suspicion that her husband had killed his first wife. “Bluebeard,” she called him then laughed and said, “Goldenbeard, but still the same.”
Sept. 7
Julius Cavell nodded. “Her ghostly aura was there, waving a warning to Lady Sheldrake.”
Miss Beale shuddered. “That is a delightful thought, a dead
wife warning the living one.”
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