We're excited to be today's stop on Jenn LeBlanc's The Wicked Blog Tour! The last time Jenn visited with us she was wearing her dual author/photographer hat. Have you checked out her photography website? Such a talented lady! Today, Jenn joins us to tell you about her new six part serial novel and some terrific giveaways you can have a chance to win - the Grand Prize is awesome! - simply by leaving a comment. Each comment must include a valid email address to be eligible - complete rules found here. Take it away, Jenn! 
Hello
ladies!! Let’s dish shall we? Tomorrow is my birthday so I’m feeling a little
spry, I’m going to do something completely different.
This
coming Tuesday I am reading at the Denver Lady Jane’s Salon, which is REALLY
exciting. SO here’s the deal. I’m going to give you an EXCLUSIVE excerpt fom
the new book, but you have to tell me whether you think it would make for good
reading at the salon!! (if you are in Denver PLEASE come, because it is such a
blast.)
So
without further ado (and with the name of the heroine changed because it is a
super secret) the first excerpt from SUBMISSION : The Rake And The Recluse :
Part Five
The sway of the train, the graceful
speed with which it moved, was erotic. It swayed the body as opposed to jerking
it around like one was in a carriage. It passed over the country easily, as a
knife through butter. The newer rails and stronger engines were an incredible
improvement, the trains moving faster and smoother from station to station. He
knew Gideon had planned a private car to travel back and forth to London more
efficiently, and he certainly could outdo him. His car would have a large bed,
right in the center, surrounded by windows. He grinned wickedly at the thought,
then looked to the woman his mind had placed lounging on that beautiful bed.
She stood once they were moving
steadily, her hands pressed up against the glass as the countryside swept past
them. Her eyes were wide, her mouth an amazed smile. Her breath came against
the chilled window in little puffs of condescension. His vision exploded in his
mind, the excitement on her face bringing him an altogether different kind of
joy. He followed the line of her jaw, past the shoulder of her traveling cloak,
to the long fitted sleeves of her blouse. The lines of her clothing were so
much simpler than the current fashions of the ton. It was rather
refreshing.
She wore a full simple skirt, no
fancy bustles, though it appeared from the fullness of the skirt that there was
something going on under there, other than just her legs. He groaned and turned
away. This woman had him tied in knots.
In general he took pleasure in one
woman, then moved on. Or several women. In different ways. He’d had mistresses
who he’d kept for longer periods, but he always tired of them, eventually
looking for someone new.
How was it that this woman had
captured so much of his attention in so short a time? He couldn’t form the face
of a single of his former mistresses in his mind; she had effectively chased
them all away.
He turned when she shook his arm.
“Look! Look there, do you see them?” Perry stood and leaned around her, looking
out the window to where she pointed. A group of red deer grazed at the edge of
the forest. “Do you hunt?” she asked.
“I do, in fact. I have been
practicing with a bow recently.” He placed his arms on the frame of the window,
near the level of her shoulders, and saw the swift puff of breath on the window
that signaled her awareness. “The huntsmen at Westcreek swear it to be the most
efficient and least cruel way to down a buck.” His words stirred the loose
curls at her neck.
Her smile wavered. “My father would
never let me attend a hunt.” Her voice sounded strained. She glanced back to
the window. “Will the rails come to Kelso?”
“I believe the plans call for an
eastern leg to run from Roxleighshire, close to Kelso, then on to
Berwick-Upon-Tweed.”
She nodded, her eyes taking on a
faraway cast.
“You will not have time to miss them,” he said. “You will
be too busy with your new life in London.”
“Thank you.”
He let the train rock him as he
considered his situation. This wasn’t bound to turn out well, no matter how it
was handled. He should take her to Gideon’s town house and leave her there with
instructions to contact his brother and notify him of his new town maid. He
couldn’t.
He knew what it was to be a rake
and, at this moment, the definition was simple. Selfish. He wouldn’t take her
to Roxleigh House because he wanted her with him. He wanted to continue these
lessons. He wanted to see how much she could learn, and how well she would
master his teachings.
He had a feeling she would prove to be an excellent
student.
he was a rake, and it appeared he had not
changed that much after all. He wanted her. So she was to stay with him.
•••
“I concede.”
Her heart stopped as the words
drifted across her shoulder and she turned slowly toward him, her side coming
to rest against his solid chest. He should have moved to give her room. It
would have been the proper thing to do. He didn’t. He did what a rake would do:
he crowded her infinitely more by flexing the muscles that caged her to the
window. “You...what?”
“I concede, I yield, I will do as
you wish.” His voice was so low she felt it in the breath that sang across her
ear, through the vibration of the words where she was drawn up against him.
She felt his breath quicken then,
the tempo with which his chest expanded and released picking up. She glanced
around the berth, as if there would be witnesses to this. As if he were not so
experienced that he knew the precise location of each of his men without looking,
not to mention every other passenger, porter, conductor, and engineer. Rather
quickly, she realized the reason she could feel his breath come and go so
easily was because hers was completely still. She huffed it out, then tried to
convince her lungs to take in more air—she needed it desperately. She heard the
choking sound come from her throat as she watched his eyes widen, and his lips
parted as she finally took a breath. She could not take her eyes from them.
“Unless...”
“Unless?” She felt as though she
might simply faint.
“Unless you have changed your mind?”
He sounded almost hopeful, but a
line marred his perfect expression just between his brows. She fought her
nerves, which at the moment were clearly working against her. Say something,
anything. Nod, smile, acquiesce. Somehow. Move! Her head jerked in a single
nod.
“You have, then? Changed your mind,
I mean?”
“No!” Thank goodness for that sound.
“No, I have not. I have not changed my mind. Thank you.”
His
lips caught up in a slow grin. They were silent. She turned to the window,
quick jerky movements that were forced from her by will. The sway of the train
on the tracks and the sound of the distant engine were all that filled the
empty space.
“When?” There was almost no sound
and she cleared her throat. But didn’t turn to look at him.
She felt the shift in his muscles,
his breath hotter and impossibly closer, his mouth descending to her neck. She
melted then and he caught her, but her muscles stiffened, fought his capture.
He released her to the seat then followed her down.
So??
What do you think is it hot enough? Long enough? Does it make you want to read
and find out what is going on? Tell me!
Up
for grabs is a copy of the full serial novel, if you’ve already won it, you may
tell me to gift it to someone of your choosing OR I will mail you some swag.
Trust me. Swag is cool.
Jenn
And please come find me! I LOVE to chat with
readers!
Blurb:
A woman out of time.
A man stifled by
propriety.
A nemesis determined to
take her away.
A brother to the rescue.
How will a powerful Duke
deal with a woman who doesn't know her place? How will a woman used to the 21st
century survive in time where she is considered property?
Francine Larrabee woke up
on the wrong side of the century. She was fairly certain she went to sleep in
her own comfy bed, but she doesn’t quite seem to be there now. Only adding to
her problems is that she has no voice, is constantly being glowered at by a
large, stunning man who is obsessed with propriety, and she is apparently
betrothed to another horrid little man, determined to ruin her, and any other
girls that get in his way.
How does she find herself
in the past, when she couldn’t even find herself in her present? How does a
self sufficient businesswoman survive in a time when women were still
considered property for the whole of their lives and what is she going to do
with this man who draws her to him so fiercely.
Where to get the books:
THE RAKE AND THE RECLUSE
FREEDOM : Part one brings
Francine to the world of the Duke of Roxleigh, clashing worlds in first
installment of the completely revised novel, with all new material.
Available now from these
ebook retailers:
iBookstore for iThingys
FOUND : Part two finds Francine in the world of the Duke of Roxleigh. The clashing of worlds in first installment of the completely revised novel continues as Francine finds her footing, discovers secrets about her elusive host, and learns more about herself than she ever thought possible.
Available now from these
ebook retailers:
iBookstore for iThingys
TAKEN : The Rake And The
Recluse : Part Three
Part THREE brings
Francine and Gideon closer than they ever imagined possible, until the
unimaginable tears them apart. What will Gideon do if he loses her, this time,
forever?
Available now from these
ebook retailers:
RUINATION : The Rake And
The Recluse : Part Four
Part FOUR is full of
revelations, celebrations, protestations and one surprise that will have you
holding your breath for the final chapters. What has Perry done?
SUBMISSION : The Rake And
The Recluse : Part Five
Perry leaves Roxleigh
House without a backward glance only to be tossed headlong into one of the most
difficult trials of his life. How will he protect the very thing he is
dedicated to pursuing? How will a man dedicated to the pursuit of pleasure
survive a woman who refuses to relent, when he knows he cannot have her.
Coming
February 14, 2012
RETRIBUTION : The Rake
And The Recluse : Part Six
Perry must find the woman
who has managed to capture his heart, then he must find a way to keep her.
Someone else is on the hunt, someone from her past who doesn’t appreciate that
she still lives and breaths.
Coming February 28, 2012
NOW it’s your
turn, remember to answer the question to be entered to win the full six-part
serial novel as it is released, and thank you for stopping by. You will ALSO be
entered in the grand prize #WICKEDblog tour, which will be given
away on March 1, 2012. Don”t forget to include your email address in your
comment or you can’t be entered into the grand prize drawing.
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