Blurb: Fourteen years after Esmeralda's
marriage to Alessandro de Lecce, the birth of Pricilla's son, Jean-Luc, and
Prince Charming's and Cinderella's coronation as King and Queen of Chalmers
Kingdom, Lady Hildeguard Marit Benegoir-Simmon-Roch lies upon her death bed.
Hilda
has never forgiven Cinderella for stealing Prince Charming from Esmeralda. But
in a story of heartbreak, the sisters learn how tragedy and scorn shaped their
mother's life into the woman she became. The question is: Can they forgive her?
Excerpt:
Fate
was a funny thing,
Hilda decided, rubbing a palm over her five-month
swollen belly.
She smiled, watching
Pricilla's tiny hand
followed hers. A love so
fierce, it
was agonizing, squeezed her
chest.
"Maman, when will I get to see my
baby?"
Such innocent words
elicited
a sharp sting of
torment that pierced Hilda's lungs, making it difficult to
draw a
breath. "Soon,
darling," she choked out,
praying this new child made it through.
"Will it be a girl,
or a boy? I wish to have a boy, I think." Her little Pricilla was most
pragmatic. Hilda knew she would never have to worry over this
child.
She grasped a
breath, deeply, releasing it in a slow stream.
"We shall have to
wait and see. One has no choice in these matters."
"Whyever not? I want a
boy!"
"Enough, ma chére," she said,
shifting Pricilla to her feet. "I must speak with
Gustaf. Off to the nursery
with you."
"Why should you want
to talk to Gustaf? You have me."
With a nervous
laugh, Hilda
glanced at the closed door,
hoping her husband
never
heard their daughter
referring to him by his given name.
She leaned over and
kissed the top of the Pricilla's head. "I
do, indeed."
As if
Hilda
would ever
endorse
Gustaf with the
title of
"Papa."
Leastways, Pricilla hadn't
yet
caught on to Hilda's
other endearment of him—bastard.
A noise just beyond
the door snagged
her
attention, and
despite her growing
state, she bolted off the settee,
jerking Pricilla's arm.
"Maman," she
cried.
"Shsh." Swooping Pricilla from her feet, Hilda
rushed to the wardrobe and thrust her inside. "Quiet. Not a word," she hissed.
There was no time reassure her daughter. She just needed
her
silence. "Do you understand?
Not. A. Word." Hilda closed the door on wide blue eyes filled with
terror.
The chamber door
flew back against the wall. "What
interesting small
talk you have with our child, my
dear."
Smoothing clammy
hands within the folds of her dress, Hilda moved away from the wardrobe. More
than anything in the world Hilda would
love
withholding
the
thing
her husband
most desired. An
heir. She would
prefer Pricilla's
disappointment
over this
child being a girl. She
lifted her chin. "I'm sure I have no
idea of what you are talking about, your
grace."
A slow, building
breeze rent the air, along with the swarm of bees stinging her lower abdomen
from the inside out.
In a snake-like
strike he gripped her upper arm. "Why does
my own child not
refer to me as papa? Could it
be she is not my
child, eh?"
"How ridiculous. I have
not been out of this house since the day I moved in," she bit out in a fit of
temper. The back of
his hand hit her jaw, snapping her head back. But for his hold, she would have
landed in a heap on the floor.
This
book is not yet up for sale, but its predecessors are!
About the Author:
Kathy L Wheeler (also known as Kae Elle Wheeler) was
born in Presque Isle, Maine. How she ended up in Texas, then Oklahoma
is as much a mystery to her as anyone. She graduated from the University
of Central Oklahoma with a BA in Management Information Systems and a
minor in Vocal Music.
She has been writing steadily for only a few years but has multiple completed manuscripts. She is published through The Wild Rose Press. She loves to travel. Ports of call include a three week stint in Europe covering Madrid, Barcelona, Avignon, Paris, Koln, Amsterdam and London. Other exciting places she’s visited are Grand Cayman, Puerta Vallerta, Mexico, Vancouver, Canada, and roaming from one romance writing conference to another nationwide. You may have met her in Seattle, Dallas, San Francisco, San Diego, New York or Atlanta. She is an active member of the Oklahoma Outlaws RWA Chapter.
Kathy lives with her musically talented husband in Edmond, Oklahoma. They have one grown daughter and one bossy cat, Carly!
She has been writing steadily for only a few years but has multiple completed manuscripts. She is published through The Wild Rose Press. She loves to travel. Ports of call include a three week stint in Europe covering Madrid, Barcelona, Avignon, Paris, Koln, Amsterdam and London. Other exciting places she’s visited are Grand Cayman, Puerta Vallerta, Mexico, Vancouver, Canada, and roaming from one romance writing conference to another nationwide. You may have met her in Seattle, Dallas, San Francisco, San Diego, New York or Atlanta. She is an active member of the Oklahoma Outlaws RWA Chapter.
Kathy lives with her musically talented husband in Edmond, Oklahoma. They have one grown daughter and one bossy cat, Carly!
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Intriguing premise, and wonderful excerpt! Best wishes for the book's success.
ReplyDeleteGreat excerpt, Kathy. Interesting angle, too!
ReplyDeleteWonderful excerpt...I think the idea for this story is fantastic and original. Can't wait to read the finished product!
ReplyDeleteThat's quite an excerpt! I love the premise of this whole series and would love to see what your imagination has come up with for all of the characters! Thank you for sharing this one with us and best wishes with all of your writing!
ReplyDeleteSecond try to post--love the characters and the premise and good luck.
ReplyDeleteCan't wait to read it!
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