The Secret Behind “The Duke’s Christmas Wish” and bonus excerpt!
Dec 2, 2015
ALL I WANT FOR CHRISTMAS IS A DUKE is available now! And after the first day, this Avon Impulse anthology hit #21 in Regency on Amazon! Yay!!! Thank you so much for all your support. <3 I’m so blessed to be part of this book with my fellow authors: Valerie Bowman, Tiffany Clare, and Ashlyn Macnamara.
Just in case you don’t have your copy yet (or you’re waiting for the paperback–available December 22nd), ALL I WANT FOR CHRISTMAS IS A DUKE is a Regency Era Christmas anthology with one main theme—every story has a duke. Is there anything better?
Here is a peek at the front and back cover copy:
The holidays are a time for dining, dancing, and of course—dukes! Celebrate the Christmas season with this enchanting collection of historical romances featuring the most eligible bachelors of the ton…
A childish prank may have reunited the Duke of Hollingsworth with his estranged wife, but only the magic of Christmas will show this couple ’tis the season of second chances…
Sophie Kinsley planned to remain a wallflower at the Duke of Hollyshire’s ball. Yet when a dance with him leads to a stolen kiss, will the duke be willing to let her go? Or will Sophie’s Christmas wish be granted at last?
To the Duke of Vale, science solves everything—even marriage. When the impulsive Ivy Sutherland makes him question all of his data, he realizes that he’s overlooked a vital component in his search for the perfect match: love.
Patience Markham never forgot the fateful dance she had with the future Duke of Kingsbury. But when a twist of fate brings them together for Christmas Eve, will the stars finally align in their favor?
In my story, THE DUKE’S CHRISTMAS WISH, Duke of Vale suddenly finds his perfectly catalogued world in disarray when an unexpected guest arrives at his Christmas party.
“Miss Ivy Sutherland of Norwood Hill—no consequence.” ~ The Duke of Vale, THE DUKE’S CHRISTMAS WISH
The story takes off from there and rushes headlong into… Well, I’ll let you discover how it ends. However, I will say that frogs might play a part in the unexpected romance between North and Ivy.
“Frogs?” you might ask.
And in response, I cheerfully nod. “Yes. Frogs.”
After all, when one thinks of Christmas, frogs immediately spring to mind. Right? Wait. Did you just shake your head? But frogs must pop up in the top five things you associate with Christmas.
No? How about the top ten?
Hmm…
I guess it’s time for me to make a confession. The holidays don’t make me think of frogs either. At least, not until I started to writeTHE DUKE’S CHRISTMAS WISH.
One day, while formulating ideas, I walked past my curio cabinet and smiled at a frog that my youngest had made me years ago.
Then something happened. Since I was already in brainstorming mode, the first thing I thought of when I looked at that frog was the tale of The Frog Prince. However, instead of thinking of ways to transform my story into one that resembled the fairytale, I started wondering about the prince who’d become a frog, and also what type of man he’d become during his post-amphibian years.
Within this strange primordial pool of thoughts, a story began to form, taking me in directions that I’d never expected. But I love how it turned out, and I hope you do, too.
Here is another sneak peek into THE DUKE’S CHRISTMAS WISH:
“Have you always been impatient and impulsive?”
“Even as a child, I’m afraid,” she admitted, nodding to herself. “I could not wait for the next footrace over the hill, or the next adventure. I could not stand to linger in bed when I was wide-awake, even when it was before dawn. Nor could I tolerate being kept from my slumber when that was the only thing keeping me from beginning a new day.”
Caught in a memory, she continued. “There was one summer, many years ago, when my aunt, uncle and younger cousin came to stay with us. She had a pet frog that she kept in a box by her bedside table. She had an absurd notion that if she gave him a kiss, he would turn into a prince, but was waiting for the day when she had the courage to find out. Apparently, the sound of constant croaking did not hinder my cousin’s sleep. Across the hall, it had the opposite effect on me. Therefore, I decided to liberate the frog from his confines.
“In my own defense,” she said after a short pause, “I never thought the frog wouldn’t be able to hop from such a distance.”
“What was the distance?” the duke asked, his tone warmer and suspiciously amused.
“A third floor window,” she murmured. “Over a stone patio.”
Vale laughed, a hearty, rough-hewn sound that shook the small room. Automatically, she reached out for support and, as luck would have it, he was the closest thing to seize. His hand settled on her hip, steadying her. Gradually his laughter died, but she could still feel his warm puffs of air against her cheek. “Your cousin never had the chance to see if her frog was a prince in disguise.”
“Oh, he wasn’t. I made sure of it… just in case.”
If you are interested in some of the other things that inspired THE DUKE’S CHRISTMAS WISH, I’ve posted them to my Pinterest page.
Warm wishes and happy reading,
Viv
