Well, never let it be said I am one to let the rain fall upon anyone’s parade…. to refuse to let some little author bring their latest effort along to our most humble little club either. Despite my arm being in a sling and my fingers suffering from having red hot needles shoved beneath my mails, it is my greatest pleasure to welcome ‘dear’ Shehanne here today with her delectable little furry ‘dudes’ that I cannot stand……to be without.
The ones that do not seem capable of grasping the single fact that I am not furry. Anyway, here we are today in Dublin with Shehanne. Shehanne and I go back a long way…to 2013 in fact when it was my turn for the limelight. But there we shan’t hold it against her that she…I mean I…am not presently in the limelight. Some unfortunately named woman called Malice is.
Anyway, with no further ado. Felicitations on seeing you in our little stopover today here in Dublin.
Can you tell us something about your journey from your homeland?
Can we just stop there for a second Fury. Dublin? I thought we agreed somewhere in Norway?
Well, we could just stop there but I don’t see why. Unless there is something wrong with Dublin?
Of course there is nothing wrong with Dublin Fury, but the book is not set there.
I see no reason to visit a place where the book is set. Heavens, is the lovely Lady Malice not some kind of Viking slave and did you mention the Vikings trading slaves in Dublin?
Now then I have asked you a question, you have not answered it, let us move to the next one in the hope it is one you can. The crew are making you welcome I trust?
Well, if you call making me walk that plank to get ONTO the boat, making me welcome, I suppose you could say they did.
Good. You have brought me a pleasing little gift I see.
I have brought you my new heroine, Malice. She bears a lovely little cup of poison…..I mean of your preferred poison …for you.
Hmmm. Well, some of us have strange ‘choices’ in our choice of gift.
I should add that what you were to a reticule, Malice is that to teeth……
You think I would hit her with a handbag?
I think nothing.
That is obvious. Now….you have met the charming members of the club. Can you tell us why we should each of us spend a week reading your book?
apart from the fact you shall break all our arms if we don’t?
Well Fury, let’s just say the hero in it is tall, blond and gorgeous.
You mean you modelled him on Flint?
No, Sin is a very different kind of man from Flint, although like Flint, his background has been extremely difficult and he’s now doing things he doesn’t really like doing.
May I ask why you are looking at me?
No. You may not. If your crew like time travel, adventure and of course a little hot romance, then this is for them. Why, there is even a being ship wrecked on an island part. As for Lady Malice, well, she likes shoes. You like shoes. I will go a step further and say she will do a lot for a pair of shoes. Not quite what you did to get that heir, but you know….
Also, I think you will identify with the fact that at the start of the book she is still a little in love with someone who does not care for her. Indeed, has long since abandoned her to fend for herself in a society where that was very difficult for an impoverished woman with no friends or family.
Hmmmm. Well, we shall see if I identify with her, or not. Of course that was all the fault of that scallywag Flint, While I think I have now cured him of eyeing other women, he is still a great one for eyeing everything else. He calls it booty. Is there anything I should do to disabuse him of helping himself to other people’s boats and their contents? Already we have four gondolas aboard.
Oh Fury, you know how to keep Flint well occupied.
most thoughtfully provided our fare today, largely because the pirates eschew the culinary arts for cutlass waving, drinking and frolicking on shore with wenches. Do you have any tips for making them try at least to help my maid, Susan, in the galley? It is such a task and she gets quite fraught.
Why…set you on them
Dublin is lovely I am sure, what sites—if any– do you intend visiting here when you leave the ship? Provided of course, you first sign a disclaimer that you never saw me, or Flint?
Dublin is of course, famous for its theatres..so yes a trip to the Abbey Theatre is on my list. Malice will probably do some shoe shopping in Henry Street. She doesn’t get out much from Vikingland the poor woman…Indeed she had to fall out with Sin to come here and she will need to find her hubby to get back. A walk along the canal and ok…probably a pub crawl…. After coming here…yeah. defo a pub crawl…
Blurb The Viking and The Courtesan
In 898 AD she wasn’t just from another land.
Wrecking a marriage is generally no problem for the divorce obtaining, Lady Malice Mallender. But she faces a dilemma when she’s asked to ruin her own. Just how businesslike should she remain when the marriage was never consummated and kissing her husband leads to Sin–a handsome Viking who wants her for a bed slave in name only?
She came from another time.
Viking raider Sin Gudrunsson wants one thing. To marry his childhood sweetheart. Only she’s left him before, so he needs to keep her on her toes, and a bed slave, in name only, seems just the thing. Until he meets Malice.
One kiss is all it takes to flash between two worlds
But when one kiss is no longer enough, which will it be? Regency London? Or Viking Norway? Will Malice learn what governs the flashes? Can Sin?
Where worlds collide can love melt the iciest heart?