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Wednesday, March 26, 2014

Feature and Giveaway: Mistress of Merrivale by Shelley Munro


A marriage of convenience…full of inconvenient secrets.

Jocelyn Townsend’s life as a courtesan bears no resemblance to the life she envisioned in girlish dreams. But it allows her and her eccentric mother to live in relative security—until her protector marries and no longer requires her services.

Desperate to find a new benefactor, one kind enough to accept her mother’s increasingly mad flights of fancy, Jocelyn is nearly overwhelmed with uncertainty when a lifeline comes from an unexpected source.

Leo Sherbourne’s requirements for a wife are few. She must mother his young daughter, run his household, and warm his bed. All in a calm, dignified manner with a full measure of common sense. After his late wife’s histrionics and infidelity, he craves a simpler, quieter life.

As they embark on their arrangement, Leo and Jocelyn discover an attraction that heats their bedroom and a mutual admiration that warms their days. But it isn’t long before gossip regarding the fate of Leo’s first wife, and his frequent, unexplained absences, make Jocelyn wonder if the secrets of Merrivale Manor are rooted in murder…

Warning: Contains mysterious incidents, a mad mother who screeches without provocation, scheming relatives, and a captivating husband who blows scorching hot and suspiciously cold. All is not as it seems…and isn’t that delicious?

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“M-married?” Jocelyn Townsend clamped her hands in her lap and frantically sought the right words for the occasion. “Congratulations.”

Tobias Sherbourne, the Earl of Melburn, beamed. Happiness lit his craggy face, taking it from ordinary to compelling. His eyes sparkled, the bright blue emphasized by his snowy white wig. “I’ve offered for the Neville girl.”

“I wish you happy, Melburn.” Jocelyn’s spine pressed against the back of the damask sofa, the squeeze of her stays grounding her again. Gossip and rumors had circulated for months now. Yes, she’d known Melburn’s declaration would come, but hearing it still hurled her into panic. She wanted to vent her frustration for everyone to witness, but of course, she didn’t. Her mother was the only person who shrieked in this household.

She picked up the teapot. “Tea? Or would you prefer something stronger?”

“Brandy, please.” Melburn straightened from his casual lean against the mantle.

A raucous feminine screech pierced the air and tea sloshed from the spout. Jocelyn sighed inwardly, forcing her smile to remain intact while she set the china pot down. Not again.

“Perhaps we would both benefit from something stronger.”

She rose and maneuvered her skirts around her mahogany table and a square-backed chair to ring for a maid. The high-pitch scream repeated, louder and closer to the parlor. Jocelyn flinched, shooting a pained look at the closed door.

On her return, Melburn took possession of the seat opposite her, his large frame dwarfing the delicate furniture. “How is your mother?”

One would think the ear-piercing shrieks were nothing out of the ordinary, given his calm demeanor but, after two years as her protector, her mother’s peculiarities no longer disturbed him.

A maid appeared, and Jocelyn relayed her request for a bottle of brandy and two glasses. It mightn’t be the thing for a woman to drink strong spirits, yet if ever there was a time for her to imbibe, it was tonight. The maid’s face blanked, although she curtseyed in acquiescence and hurried off to complete her errand.

“My mother is having a bad turn. She insists someone is watching the house and spying on us.” It was a relief to share the latest drama with Melburn.

“Have you investigated to allay her concerns?”

Jocelyn resisted the urge to roll her eyes. “We have been more vigilant than usual. I haven’t noticed anyone suspicious and neither has Woodley or Tilly, but Mother is steadfast in her charges.”

Her butler and her mother’s nurse were equally adamant no one lurked in the alley outside their Cork Street house. While it wasn’t the best location in London, a night watchman patrolled the surrounding streets, and lamps chased away most of the gloomy shadows once evening fell.

The maid returned with a tray bearing the requested brandy.

“Would you like to adjourn to the bedroom, Melburn?”

“No, Jocelyn. I—”

Jocelyn leaned closer and covered his hand with hers, halting his refusal. “It’s a love match. I understand.” His bergamot and spice scent washed over her, familiar and comforting. He was a good man and a spurt of envy chased through her. Silently, she acknowledged her loss and the difficulties she’d experience in finding another protector of his caliber—someone she could trust not to abuse her.

“Ashleigh is a wonderful woman. I wouldn’t see her hurt by spiteful gossip.”

“I’d expect nothing less from you. It was a lucky day for me when you won me from Boynton.” And even better he’d become a friend as well as her lover.

Melburn’s eyes narrowed. “The man is a brute. The minute I saw the bruise on your cheek, my course of action was clear. Besides”—the tension in his upper body eased—“I like your red hair.” He reached over to tug on an unfashionable red ringlet, grinning at her like an errant boy.

“Thank you.” Her words acknowledged far more than the compliment. He’d rescued her from a bad situation and, for that, she’d always be grateful. She poured a measure of brandy and handed it to him before taking a smaller portion for herself. An abrupt ear-piercing shriek right outside the parlor made her wince. “Perhaps I should attend to my mother.”

Melburn set his glass on the mahogany table. “Let me. I’ll take a lantern and check outside in the alley. Help set her mind to rest.”

Reality crashed over Jocelyn as she watched him stride from the parlor and disappear into the hall, the door shutting behind him. This really was the end of their relationship.



Shelley lives in New Zealand with her husband.

Typical New Zealanders, Shelley and her husband left home for their big OE soon after they married (translation of New Zealand speak – big overseas experience). A year long adventure lengthened to six years of roaming the world. Enduring memories include being almost sat on by a mountain gorilla in Rwanda, lazing on white sandy beaches in India, whale watching in Alaska, searching for leprechauns in Ireland, and dealing with ghosts in an English pub.

While travel is still a big attraction, these days Shelley is most likely found in front of her computer following another love – that of writing stories of romance and adventure. Other interests include watching rugby and rugby league (strictly for research purposes), and curling up with a good book.

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40 comments :

  1. Wow, this book sounds amazing!!! Will have to get it!

    To answer the question... I'll dress as....Ada Lovelace. A mathematician known as the first computer programmer for recognizing algorithm, but also the only legitimate daughter/child of Lord Byron.
    Plus, she was very beautiful. :)

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    1. Ooh, I'm going to have to google this one. Clever and beautiful :)

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  2. Thanks for having me to visit today!

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  3. I might dress as Queen Nefertiti because I love all things Egyptian.

    Thank you so much for the post and giveaway! Fingers crossed. :-)

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  4. I have never read you work but this sound like a good story. will have to check it out.

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    1. Hi Robin,

      I hope you get a chance to read one of my books soon. :)

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  5. That's a tough question. I honestly don't know who I would dress as. I think it would fun to experience the wardrobe of Lady's in society of England, circa 1800's maybe.

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    1. I think it would be fun to wear the outfits for a while - just to experience the clothes, but i like my jeans too much to want to wear corsets etc all the time.

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  6. I have no idea! The book sounds wonderful and I can't wait to read it. Thanks for the giveaway.

    mlawson17 at hotmail dot com

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  7. I would want to dress as a character in the Regency period in England, but not sure which character since read so many romance books during this period.
    strive4bst(AT) yahoo(Dot) com

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    1. Wouldn't it be fun to see everyone dressed for a ball?

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  8. Thanks for such a fun post!!! This sounds awesome :) Ummm... I'd have to say Joan of Arc : )

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    1. You're welcome. Now that's an interesting choice :)

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  9. I've always loved Scarlet O'Hara's red dress

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  10. Gee, I'm not sure especially since I can no longer fit into my medieval princess dress.... Maybe Anne Bonny - dressing like a pirate would be fun. :-)

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    1. Another great choice, Glenda. I think it would be fun to dress as a pirate.

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  11. Catherine the Great. thanks for asking. lisagk(at)yahoo(.)(com)

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  12. Hi Lisa. You'd look very grand in your dress and jewels :)

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  13. I have no idea who I'd dress like. I'm not that big on dresses. I love historical romance though.

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  14. Maybe no one particular character, but I do love the Regency fashion for balls.

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    1. I would've loved to people watch during a ball.

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  15. as lizzy bennet from pride 7 prejudice by jane austen ^^
    thx u

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  16. I would dress as Scarlett O'Hara was dressed in the opening scenes of Gone with the Wind.

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    1. A few people have said Scarlett O' Hara. Great choice!

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  17. How about Elizabeth the first. I can't really think of anyone.
    Carol L
    Lucky4750 (at) aol (dot) com

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    1. She was a very powerful lady too. You'll be very imposing.

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  18. Lindsey V. and I might be found hanging out together at the masquerade because I'd attend dressed as Hatshepsut or Nefetari.

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    1. *Nefertari (sorry for typo!)

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    2. Those Egyptian women were so beautiful and powerful too. Great choice!

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    1. Nice! I like that idea. You'll have Robin hanging around though!

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  20. I'd like to go as Dulcinea but dressed as Don Quixote sees her trough his eyes and not how she really dresses! Think about it wouldn't it be wonderful to have type of spell over someone and have them only "see" you at their best? Can you picture it in your mind? All the men flocking to Dulcinea instead of the young debutantes?

    Maybe it's a matter of actually "seeing" the true person inside no matter what their flaws are!

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  21. I'd go as Cleopatra or Elizabeth Bennet :D

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  22. I would choose Cleopatra or Nefertiti. I'm a big fan of ancient Egypt and would love to dress up! Though I might need to get a tan first...I'm a bit pale after winter in Ohio. LOL.

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