Anne Staverton started life in a brothel. Her mother, beautiful and without a ruthless bone in her body, struggled out of the brothel and into the life of a courtesan. She was not very successful at it, lacking the ruthless streak so necessary to … Read the rest »
I want to make you laugh. That's my goal when writing my Regency romance novels.
I want to make you smile, chuckle, giggle, grin when reading about the ultra rich and powerful (and often ridiculous) in 1804 London. I'm not trying to make you fall in love with the hero. I'm not trying to make you nervous that the h/h won't get together. I'm not trying to make you cry at a deep, dark black moment. I'm only trying to make you laugh at the stumbles and fumbles on the road to true and lasting love. I write to make you feel pure joy.
My Regency romances are a battle between the sexes, and the girls always win. That seems fair, right? The battles are funny, bawdy, and full of witty banter. I usually include a fist-fight or two, and the girls don't wring their hands in alarm to see their man get thunked; they smile in delight to see the man they've been tormenting throw a punch. Or take a punch. The poor sap deserves a few bruises for being so dense as to not sweep the appropriate girl off her very eager feet. The cast of characters is large and nearly all of them have a point of view, usually about the h/h, usually funny, usually as self-interested as the average person. What's that quote? That we're all the heroes of our own stories? Each of my characters is the star of their own show. They don't exist in the story to play second banana to the hero or heroine, and that adds to the humor of every situation, and that's the whole idea.
The stories in More Courtesan Chronicles aren't your mother's romance novels. If you want the standard romance formula, you won't find it in Sophia's white salon. And that seems so appropriate somehow.
Work in Progress!
"It doesn't matter," she said, turning from him, a ray of sunlight sliding across her face like a caress. Her complexion was flawless, her black brows glistening like mink. "There will be no more kisses between us."
"I don't see why not," he said.
He did not know why he said that. If he was feeling the romantic poet, he might have said he was speaking from the heart. But he was not a poet. He might want to kiss her again. And why shouldn't he? There was no price to be paid for it, was there? Both she and her brother had made that abundantly clear. Kissing Miss Grey was free, so to speak, and she seemed to enjoy it.
Then again, perhaps not. She was rather inscrutable, more so than most women, which was saying quite a bit.
"Because I don't care to, Lord Raithby. I have found out all I need to know," she said, over her shoulder, as if what she was saying was of no consequence whatsoever.
"And if I care to?" he said, taking a step or two to follow her.
She speared him with a glance as sharp as an arrowhead. He stopped dead in his tracks.
Anne Staverton started life in a brothel. Her mother, beautiful and without a ruthless bone in her body, struggled out of the brothel and into the life of a courtesan. She was not very successful at it, lacking the ruthless streak so necessary to the trade. Anne, taken under Sophia Dalby's wing, is determined to be both beautiful and, if not ruthless, at least smart in her decisions.
It is for that reason alone that she won't tumble into Lord Dutton's bed. Even though she would love to. Even though it is all she thinks about. She won't. Not until she can meet Lord Dutton on his own terms. In 1804, after years of effort, she can. Anne can finally have her way with Dutton. And Dutton can have his way, or so he thinks, with her.
Lord Dutton is in for the ride of his life. In more ways than one.
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