Friday, 17 January 2014

Loving Lady Lazuli - Sensational Historical Fiction from Shehanne Moore



She's back - and as feisty as ever! Following hot on the heels of the wild, aristocratic Lady Fury (The Unraveling of Lady Fury) and the equally untameable Kara McGurkie (His Judas Bride), Shehanne Moore brings us a new, unforgettable heroine...Cassidy Armstrong. To find out more, read on...

Cass of the... D’Armstrongs

‘And where be our family mansions and estates?
‘You haven’t any.’ Tess of the D’Urbervilles. Thomas Hardy


Despite the grand sounding name, my great-grandfather, Thomas Montague Scoville, was born in a workhouse. His parents, Stephen Scoville and Elizabeth Poulter, were paupers from the Hampshire village of Hawley.


Yip, there it is...where I got my new hero, Lord Devorlane Hawley’s name. Where I got the idea for most of my new book, Loving Lady Lazuli from actually, especially when I needed that little ‘filly in’.  My heroine’s background in other words.


Obviously I had to furnish her with a rock solid reason for sticking around in the area when the one man in England who can identify her as London’s premiere jewel thief. just happens to be living next door. No problem if she hadn’t wrecked his life ten years previously.  Given that he wants to see her hang—the penalty for such things --it just wasn’t enough that she simply liked her new house so much she wanted to stay.


That’s where the Scovilles came in. My great-grandfather may have been born in a workhouse when it was one of the worst times in England to be born there and he may have been sweeping chimneys at the age of six. At one point his family were the most landed in three counties.

Thomas Hardy was inspired by the death of Elizabeth Martha Brown to write Tess of the D’Urbervilles. But he apparently spent hours sitting in the ruins of Corfe Castle, once owned by Thomas’s ancestors, thinking of the family who had lived there.

In Hardy’s ‘specially’ created Wessex, he set a scene in a church with an illuminated window. It was a church where the Durbeyfields in better days as the D’Urbervilles, had held the tenure as churchmen. In the real world, Thomas’s ancestors had held that same tenure in that same church.

That a family could fall so far fascinated me—heavens the titles I would like to lay claim to for a start!

So? One good reason for my heroine, Cassidy Armstrong, to stick around in a place she should hotfoot from? Why, because she believes she is from just such a family.

The mystery of how she came to end up with a Fagin style gang of thieves in London at the age of five is one she would give her life to unravel.

Is she and will she...these be the questions!

Antonia thank you, not just for inviting me here today but for all your help and support.



Only one man in England can identify her. Unfortunately he’s living next door. 

Ten years ago sixteen year old Sapphire, the greatest jewel thief England has ever known, ruined Lord Devorlane Hawley’s life. Now she’s dead and buried, all the respectable widow, Cassidy Armstrong, wants is the chance to prove who she really is.

 But not only does her new neighbor believe he knows that exactly, he’s hell-bent on revenge.  All he needs is the actual proof.  So when he asks her to choose between being his mistress, or dangling on the end of a rope, only Sapphire can decide…

What’s left for a woman with nowhere left to go, but to stay exactly where she is?

And hope, that when it comes to neighbors, Devorlane Hawley won’t prove to be the one from hell.

Can't Wait? I know I can't. Here's an extract (thanks Shehanne!):


He turned his head, let his gaze drift through the window, feeling winter light paint his face. The thing was he could let her have the papers for nothing. He would have, had she not gone to Lord Koorecroft. The one thing, despite everything else, he refused to let go of.

But it wasn’t just that, or the length she advanced beneath his skin. He had demons to conquer regarding her, a whole hell of them. “Then, when you do find out who you are, I want you out of the area never to come back.”

“Never?”

The swish of velvet said this took her by surprise. It would be nothing compared to how what was coming next would. That was a surprise even he felt ripples of bemusement about. Slightly angry ones, although there was method in his madness.

“But—but what if I don’t? What if I search and there’s nothing?”

“If you don’t like my offer, the door is there.” He turned to face her. “You will leave now. But if you do accept my offer, you will adhere to my terms for the duration of your search.”

“And what terms are these?”

No, when the fascination was so unwelcome as to move him to pity for her, to extend to him taking that spade from her, there was only one way to exorcise it. After all, a night was all he ever wanted a woman for. She would be no exception.

“That you will become my mistress.”

Loving Lady Lazuli is available from these online booksellers (among others):

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18 comments:

  1. Antonia. Thank you for asking me here today and fro all your friendship and support. Love seeing yah doll! xxxxx

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    1. My pleasure, as always, Shehanne. Looks like a greatbook - as were your previous ones!

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    2. Antonia you are always so kind to me xxxx

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  2. I love to know what inspired characters and stories great post Shehanne and Antonia. I am on chapter 5 and hooked :-)

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    1. Jane...Big kissies to you doll. Chap 5?? Yes! ! I guess it is amazing where inspiration comes from for stories, all the little bits you squirrel away then weave together. Thomas's aunt Rhode worked at Yately Hall and she got the family in there to work too so obviously that was more inspirataion...

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  3. I'm so happy and excited for you Shehanne. I can't wait to read this one, and add another of your hot men to my list!

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    1. OOOH Anne!! This could be take your pick! Thank you so much for coming by and being so nice too ! xx

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  4. Thank you for dropping by, Jolliffe01 and Anne. Shehanne may be a little delayed. I understand she may be in the Highlands. Yes, that's right, in the Highlands. Of Scotland. In mid January. Me? I'm more your log fire, toasty toes and Gluehwein kind of girl. All snuggled up, with a cat on my lap and 'Loving Lady Lazuli' on my Kindle.

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    1. Oh listen...if only I had done that doll, instead of getting hypothermia. I will know better next time. xxx Thanks for holding the fort here.

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  5. Antonia and Shey, a great post. I think Shehanne's books keep on getting better and better! Or is it just that I love them more and more? Yes, I believe Mr S has whisked our famous author friend away to 'celly'. Congrats on a great release.

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    1. I agree, Noelle. Shehanne has become one of my favourite authors. I love the strong characters and the rich atmospheres. She paints a detailed tapestry and fills it with drama - hey, I might just use that in my review!

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    2. Oh Noelle....., I need to up that fiver!! . Thank you . You are so good to me truly. All these comments are just.....well....I am going to cry, that's it!

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    3. Antonia, I need to up the fiver to you too xxx. Seriously that is so generous of you to say all that. Each one of you ladies write books I love so, well as U say, hypothermia yesterday tears today!

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    4. I was thinking about you, Shehanne, as I sipped my lovely hot, spiced wine. Thinking of the wind howling, driving rain - edged with snow - sheeting off those Highlands. Icicles forming on the end of your nose, while your eyelashes shimmered with frost.

      Seriously, you need to try Gluehwein. It'll get you thawed out in no time. xx

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    5. Now ...stop making me jealous Antonia. Still so long as I shimmered with frost as opposed to shivered, one can still be glammy. I thawed out in time for the music at night...

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  6. Shey, your writing style is unique. Your books are 'different'. Full of surprises, shocks, laughter, tears. Keep writing great stories with authentic 'lingo', and infused with your wit.

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    1. I echo that, Noelle. Glad you're thawed now, Shehanne!

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    2. Noelle and Antonia..ok...the TENNERS are now in the post. Seriously ladies, I am totally knocked out by your comments. You may know I just love the past and I tried so hard to write flouncy when I struggled to sell a story. But I was just incapable. It's been an all or nothing journey that way for me, so thank you. xxxx

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