England, 1816.
ViscountRandolph Dashford isn’t a bad person; he’s simply pretending to be one to avoid matrimony.
Heiress Evaline Pinchley isn’t usually a sotted wanton; she’s merely celebrating her birthday.
One full moon and one empty Madeira bottle later, Evaline wakes to find herself in Dashford’s bed!
While Evaline tries to salvage what dignity she can from this colossal blunder, family secrets and would-be fiancés run rampant around her. Just when it seems she might find a way out of the mess she’s made, Evaline realizes things are worse than imagined.
She’s lost her heart to Dashford, and that could be the biggest mistake of them all.
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“You’re giggling,” he stated.
“I am,” she agreed, and the sound she made then sounded unfortunately more like a snort than a giggle. “But please don’t take it personally.”
“Would you care to share the joke?”
“I was just thinking—” She paused to consider. What had she been thinking? Oh yes, about his godlike shoulders and how she might wish to succumb to them.
“I guess I was wrong,” she amended with another giggle. “I suppose you could have every reason to take it personally. Oh, but don’t be offended. It had to do with your wonderful shoulders and how I wish you weren’t wearing so many clothes.”
Now he made an odd sound. “Funny, I was having rather a similar thought.”
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I just love Evaline and Dashford, the heroine and hero of my December release, Mistress by Mistake. I love them partly because they’re just so fun and so witty and have to work so darn hard to get things together, but also I love them because they are my First. Yes, the hero and heroine in my first published novel.
Evaline arrived in my brain way back in January of 2007. She was kind of pathetic; alone in the world, unloved, and horribly mistreated by everyone. I thought the poor gal deserved a good stiff drink, and that’s what sparked my opening scene when Dashford discovers her a bit tipsy in his garden. I figured since her life had been rather dismal I’d be kind and give her a seriously drool-worthy hero. And I’d make sure the two of them had plenty of laughs—although I don’t think she appreciated all of them right at first.
Now finally my little Mistress and her dashing hero have made their way out into the world. I’m absolutely thrilled to be able to share Evaline and Dashford’s love story with readers. At this point I’ve got another book written that will be out next summer, plus I’m working on my next project, too, getting to know those characters and loving them. But there will never be another Dashford and Evaline.
We all have lots of firsts in our lives; first day of school, first true love, firstborn child, first day out of the house after fighting the flu, etc. In many of these cases we remember that “first” with a special warmth in our hearts. That’s how my Mistress will always be for me. I hope if you get a chance to meet her, some little piece of her will stick in your heart and you’ll remember her fondly, too.
So, tell me about one of your favorite firsts. What was your first car? The first romance novel you ever read? Your first pet? Your first pair of designer jeans in the size you’d been dying to get into? At the end of the week, I’ll select one random winner to receive a copy of Mistress by Mistake. I’ll even send it to you First Class!
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Thank you for visiting with us at Novel Thoughts, Ms Gee Heino!
Aww sounds like a good book 🙂 Hehe I wonder how they will get out of that, or well then realise they are meant to be.
My first, my first, my first romance. Well I was 10, it was summer, it had a blonde woman and a sheik on the cover. I read it with eyes wide open and I was hooked on harlequin for years
Only 10 years old, Blodeuedd? That’s a prodigy! I think I was 13 when my first Barbara Cartland fell into my hands. It was love at first paragraph. Hopefully I’ve matured a bit since then, but I’m still a sucker for a heart-shaped-faced heroine!
Oh the firsts….hmmmm… I remember the first car my brother and I shared in high school was an orange convertible bug. It was adorable BUT my father’s engineering class had put it back together after it a terrible wreck. (basically, it was held together by rubber bands) My parents loved it because it only went 45mph downhill with a strong wind behind it.
I want a car just like that, Margaret, when my kids start driving! Only I’d like it to be a bit larger, and built like a tank. With air bags in every corner. And flashing lights on the outside that say, “Keep Away!” And it will only go to the places I pre-program. You don’t think that’s being overly protective, do you?
It seems like Harlequin hooked all of us as very young preteens.
I can remember my first “new” car. I had previously bought two used ones. But the first new car is so special, even making those monthly payments.
It’s even easy to remember the details of having your first child. I’ve had three, and I can’t remember all the small details of the last two.
Susan, your book is a delight!
Starting with Evaline and Dash’s first moonlight and wine-soaked encounter, through all their trials and tribulations to their final triumph, it was pure pleasure to read.
It’s funny and sexy, and there’s plenty of love in there too. I can’t wait to find out what happens to Dash’s cynical friend in the next book. Write faster!
Saralee
Thanks so much, Saralee. I’m finishing up my copy edits on Rastmoor’s story this very week! (He’s so hot.)
My first romance novel was SHANNA by Kathleen Woodiwiss. I was in junior high. I was babysitting for a neighbor and spied this paperback with a VERY interesting cover lying on the coffee table. I’ve been reading romance ever since.
God bless that neighbor who left her books sitting out, huh, Steph? I think sooooo many of today’s romance readers and writers owe a chunk of their inspiration to Kathleen Woodiwiss. Now, did you put the book down long enough to keep track of those kids you were babysitting?
They we’re well looked after, never fear! And I never passed up an opportunity to sit for that particular family. 🙂 Kathleen Woodiwiss led to the discovery of Danielle Steele and Jackie Collins and Judith Krantz.
Mistress by Mistake is a great book! Definitely a new edition to the keeper shelf!
And yes, write faster!
Steph
Thank heavens for Harlequin, Lisa! And you’re right about remembering those small details of the first child that get sort of murky with the next. My 2nd child’s birthday is coming up and I was just thinking, I don’t really even remember what day of the week he was born. My daughter–the firstborn–I remember what hour of what day it was! Then again, I get like that about remembering a really great meal I had, too.
Congratulations on your new book. We still live in the first house we bought and although it was years ago I remember how exciting it was to have a place for our family that we owned.
I rememer that feeling well, Maureen. I remember watching my toddlers run though the big empty rooms and thinking of all the space I suddenly had. Amazing how quickly these first houses fill up, though, isn’t it?
I remember the birth of my first grandchild. My daughter called me just as I was heading out the door. I bo’t doughnuts on the way to school for the teacher’s lounge with a note about my exciting news. And I remember how proud I was when I read my first “important” book of any real length – Little Women. I loved the book, and I was so proud of myself.
Ah, those “important” books, Linda! Yes, there was a huge feeling of pride in accomplishment with that, wasn’t there? I remember actually learning to read way way back in the first grade, and how much of a struggle it was because I was so impatient and I got frustrated trying to read these unfamiliar words so I could follow the story–I wanted to know what happened next!
I remember the first chapter book I read in the first grade. It was about Helen Keller and I was rivited–and so very proud of myself when, halfway through, I realized I was reading fast enough to outpace my impatience. I was just enjoying the read. I’m so very, very glad that wonder with books has never gone away!
And now my kids are old enough to start having those same feelings when they sit down to read.
My favorite first would be my first car that I bought all by myself!
Isn’t that a great feeling on buying your own car, Amanda? I decided that was the day I was a real grown-up.
Congrats on your first published book!!! 😀
Favorite firsts… first pet… I grew up with my dog Sassy! Loved that dog… I have had numerous pets since…
My favorite first is the first new vehicle my husband and I bought–a small white Toyota truck (which we named Bogey) that we drove forever, before we sold it to a brother-in-law. It represented independence and choices, and of course, the ability to haul stuff around whenever we wanted.
My first romance noval I read was Gone With the Wind and I was hooked, been reading romance since! My very first car was an old Comet and it was eat up with rust. I first drove it around in the fields. My uncle gave it to me.
My first car is the one I still drive! a red 91 Acura Integra; my first memorable novel…hmm, this one is tough, I have read so many since. I’m thinking it was Jo Goodman’s, Passion’s Sweet Revenge. Fisrt pet was a chihuahua named Tracey…boy, she was a lil yapper! and finally no designer first jeans for me.
My first pet (puppy) was named Spanky, and I loved him more than anything! His nickname was poochylove, and he was the biggest love on the planet. He lived to be 14yrs old, and when we were forced to put him down because of his age/illness, it almost killed me 😦
My first romance was a gift…we were stationed overseas in England at the time. It was a Daniel Steele novel about a veteran from Veitnam. That book started a family tradition of sorts. While I spent the next 4 years in England, I purchased every Daniel Steele book out at the time. Once we returned to the states, I can count on my children or husband to get me her latest for what ever holiday is coming up when she releases a new one.
Meanwhile, I have found I cannot read enough now. And I love reading just about any kind of stuff. But my favorite will always be Romances that either have romantic comedy or family settings with children. Being a former foster mom, I love seeing single mom’s with children find true love! A true romantic at heart!!
I started reading Harlequin
Presents from the library when I was ten, also. The first one I bought was BLUE DAYS AT SEA by Anne Weale. I still own it. *g*
I’m looking forward to reading this “sexy romp!”
Karin Shah
STARJACKED
Available now!
An undercover agent, a beautiful space pirate, with the fate of the galaxy at risk, love may not be enough…
I don’t remember the name of my first romance book(it was over 50 years ago).
It was by Barbara Cartland, and I’ve been reading romance ever since.
Hi Susan,
My first romance was Julie Garwood’s “The Bride.” I was very excited when I got my first pair of Guess jeans.
I remember when I got my first dog when I was fourteen. I loved it to death! It slep on my closet floor on a fuzzy purple rug LOL. It was a lab/chow mix and asbolutely adorable 🙂 Great post! Your book sounds good! Thanks for the excerpt!
My favorite first is the first time I got a mani/pedi…my mom treated me to it, a fancy dinner, and a movie for my 16th birthday.
I remember the first romance novel that really hit my heart: Diana Palmer’s “The Patient Nurse, ” which I read back in middle school, I believe. I recently re-read it and it still grabs at my emotions, even if I can see now that the writing was a tad rough.
Thanks for the chance to win! 🙂
The first time I fell in love is my most memorable first for many years. I was 16 I think and he was the popular jock type. He never spoke to me but that day he said: Hi, your shoes kick ass. I started to swoon and felt as if to hit the ground. He noticed me AND my shoes kicked ass. * sigh* That had to be love. Than he walked past me and never spoke to me again. That was also the first time I believed my heart to be broken. Only to realize a few years later, after losing the love of my life, that I didn’t know what being in love was. Or how it felt to have your heart broken for real until THAT moment. First always feel special to the person experiencing them. Sadly not always to those they wish it would too as well.
this will take some thinking I have tons of firsts. The first time my baby kicked, the first time I held each of my babies, the first time I saw my DH, the first time I danced with DH, the first time we kissed.
Sounds like a great book.
hugs,
WendyK
Susan, this sounds like a wonderful book! OK, first? Um, first pirate. I must have been 7 or 8 and was supposed to get a book from the library about General Lafayette. I accidentally got one about Jean Lafitte instead. I fell in love with the whole pirate thing (my current WIP is about Anne Bonney!) I even named a pet turtle Lafitte. Some things are just serendipity!
My first romance was Passion in the Sand by Barbara Cartland! It was wonderful!
Thanks,
Tracey D
Great post, Mistress by Mistake sounds like a wonderful story.
My first car was an old ’52 Chevy, it leaked oil like crazy, but it screamed “freedom.” I still remember my first kiss, I was 12 and a neighbor boy kissed me. I was so nervous, and it was so totally innocent, I think it was probably his first too.
Sounds like a great story.
My first pet was a guinea pig. My twin sister and I named him Theo but we also affectionately called him “bunny boy” because he had the look of a bunny to his face. He has been deceased for many years but I still get a smile on my face when I think of him.
I remember when I received my first bicycle. I was in 6th grade and I had wanted one forever but we couldn’t afford one. The people my mother worked for bought my brother and I both one for Christmas. Of course then I had to learn how to ride it. It got a few scratches on it before I mastered it completely.
Do you have any roots in Finland? Because Heino sounds so Finnish 🙂
I remember my first English book. It was this one book by Jude Deveraux. A bit by bit I started to read more romance books in English. Now I’ve read them for 15 years I think and there’s no going back to read them in Finnish.
Hauskaa Joulua, Maija! Yes, my husband’s family came from Finland. Our name is pronounced Hay-no and my children inherited the beautiful Finish blond hair and almond-shaped eyes. Here’s to the land of saunas and nisua! Sisu
Wow, Susan, I definitely no longer remember the name of that first romance–I’d been reading the YA variety for a while, but a friend in geometry class loaned me a grown-up one… I owe her a debt of thanks 😉 Congrats on Mistress by Mistake–it sounds like a wonderful read!
I’ll take romance over geometry any day! LOL
This book sounds wonderful!! My first car was a 1975 Toyota Corolla! I bought it myself. Loved that car.