Wednesday, July 22, 2009


by Cheri Valmont
Genre: Historical/Fantasy/Paranormal/Erotic/Romance
From Siren Publishing

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All her life, Fi Carmichael has harbored serious doubts about her family’s curse, and the dire consequences she’d suffer if she ever fell in love.

Scotsman Hugh MacFarlane has been roaming the garden of Mirkheath Manor for over a century, awaiting the second chance promised to him on the night of his death.

Just days from being forced into a loveless marriage, Fi’s chance encounter with the mysterious Hugh in the garden of her family’s ancestral home stir forbidden feelings inside her and has her rethinking her doubts. She soon realizes that in order for her to have her heart’s desire, she must first break the curse.

Determined to be together, Hugh and Fi race against time, searching the manor for clues on how to regain her freedom to love and his to live, and discovering that love, forgiveness, and a promise of a future began once upon a moonlit path…

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“Come back to my room with me,” she begged him.

Hugh shook his head. “I shouldna, Fi. The morn be fast approaching, and soon so will yer family’s guests.”

“Please, just for a short while,” she insisted.

Hugh gave her an indulgent grin. “Verra well, then.” When he tried to follow her, however, he stopped dead at the edge of the garden path.

Fi turned back as his hand disappeared from her own. “What?”

A scowl appeared on Hugh’s face. “I canna go, Fi.” His voice came as if from a distance.


“I knew my time was near.” He looked down at his body, which had lost its physical substance and returned to the incandescent shimmering of his ghostly body.

“No!” Fi cried out in anguish and stepped back onto the garden path, reaching for him.
Hugh’s frown turned to a sad smile, as tears appeared in Fi’s eyes, rolling down her cheeks.

“Dinna cry for me, sweet Fi. This one night wi’ ye was worth everythin’ that has gone before. I do hate to consider ye having to live wi’ a mon who canna love ye, but dinna mourn me. Live yer life as best ye can.”
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by Cheri Valmont
Genre: Historical/Erotic/Romance
From Siren Publishing
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In the straight-laced Victorian Era, Jason Featherington is the man fianc├ęs, husbands, and fathers turn to when their unruly female relatives are too hard to handle. His specialty in the discipline of the fairer sex is renowned within the ton. He makes a fine living from his endeavors and certainly enjoys it.

Jason's current client, Lord M, is unable to get his wife with child because of her unusual sexual proclivities.

To help Lord M solve his dilemma, Jason must first learn the secrets of Lady M's initiation into the intimacies of the flesh. And with his observation of her with her initiator, and his own intervention, he is determined to assist Lord and Lady M to deepen and enhance their relationship to a level neither dreamed possible.
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"I'm in need of your expertise, my good man." Lord M.'s pleading request had indeed surprised Jason Featherington—not that it should have. Jason was well known in elite London circles for his abilities in the discipline of the fairer sex. His accomplishments were what kept him in expensive starched cravats and luxurious rigs fit for a king. "My young wife has shown an uncommon knowledge of the…um…sexual arts for one still a virgin when I took her to wife. When I questioned her, she…ah…was very," cough, "forthcoming about it."

"And the problem would be?" Jason encouraged as he stared across his large desk toward his visitor. The man did not seem homely or so unattractive that it would cause a young wife's disgust. The man's well-groomed hair appeared as black as the wing of a raven. He possessed dark eyes that Jason suspected could be expressive if not as guarded as they were presently. Jason noted Lord M.'s symmetrical features, handsome features, he could admit, if not for the man's slightly drawn facial expression, leaving him wondering what had caused this gentleman's distress.

Unless the lady was in love with someone else?

As Jason watched, Lord M. swallowed with difficulty, the red of shame sweeping up into his light olive complexioned face. He averted his eyes, staring with contrived interest at Jason's well-stocked bookcase.

Good heavens. What could be wrong with this man's bride to cause him such a reaction?

"I can assure you of the utmost discretion, my lord." This was one of the reasons Jason never thought about his clients by their last names, even to himself, on the off chance he might mistakenly mention them in front of his servants, including his most trusted manservant, Henry. "If you've had a recommendation from one of my prior clients, they will have told you I am the soul of such. Now, please tell me what has you in such a state of anxiety." Jason leaned back, stretching his legs before him, resting his steepled hands across his belly. He wanted the man relaxed. Only then would he get the information he needed.

Lord M. looked toward him again, his dark eyes lit with uncertainty. With his impeccably dressed form leaning forward as if about to impart a secret destined to ruin him, he began, "My wife…she…eh…"

Jason had to admit this situation intrigued him now. Obviously the lady had her husband shaken up. "Out with it, my lord. Your wife what?"

Blushing again, the young lordling burst out with, "She seems unable to find release in the normal fashion!"

What? What the devil was the man blathering about? "In the normal fashion? Are you saying she cannot find her release with copulation?"

Now the raven-haired man looked ready to sink through the floorboards of Jason's warmly furnished study. "Not normal copulation," Lord M. insisted. As if unable to help himself, he rose, pacing before Jason's desk with enough briskness to wear a hole in his imported Chinese rug.

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I want to read Confessions Of A Victorian Master: Lady M. I cannot imagine a victorian man going to a man and saying that his wife need discipline. I want tro read this one.


Judy said...

Both of the blurbs and excerpts are very interesting. I would have to say Once Upon A Moonlit Path. Reading the excerpt peaked my interest as to what is going on and what will happen.

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