Mary Jean Adams
I read my first romance novel in seventh grade, and I've been hooked ever since. While other kids struggled to figure out what to write in their English journals, I tried my hand at a soap opera. I can still remember the "inappropriate" my English teacher wrote across the top of the page in red ink. Trust me, my seventh grade imaginings in the late '70s were nothing like the romance novels of today!
With historical romance novels, I've been able to combine my first love with my second--American history. My area of greatest interest is the period of the American founding between the French and Indian War and the War of 1812. I'm also intensely interested in The French Revolution and the Napoleanic era, but one has to draw the line somewhere!
My novels are graded spicy, but I like to think they're about more than just the sex. My heroines are strong female characters. My heroes are characters who actually have character. While there is plenty of conflict, my motto is "more action, less angst."
"Do you love all of these women?” Alex asked. She didn’t care for the wistful tone in her voice, nor for the tears she had to blink back.
It took a moment for Mont Trignon to respond. “I can assure you I love each and every one of them, and they love me. Does that surprise you?” he said, with a gentleness more characteristic of the man she had yet to know much about.
“No, actually, it doesn’t.” As his gaze searched her face, she had no desire to speak anything but the truth. “It just surprises me that you would court so many women at once.”
A wicked grin touched his lips. “Oh, I am not courting them.”
Alex tried to back away when he took another step forward, but with her backside already up against the wall, she had nowhere to go.
“No, of course not,” she said, glad the darkness of the night covered the heat rising in her cheeks. “I understand that marriage is not always the goal.”
“It is not?” He held his body so close that Alex could feel the heat emanating from him even through her cloak.
“No, it isn’t,” she whispered, her gaze settling on his lips.
“Then what is the goal, ma bichette?” Moonlight caught his hazel eyes, turning them to burnished gold.
She could not voice aloud the response the intensity of his gaze brought to mind.
“Passion.” She grimaced. Apparently, she could voice her thoughts aloud. She squirmed with embarrassment as a slow smile crept to his lips.
“Not love?” he asked, his voice rumbling deep within his chest as he lowered his face.
“That would be nice too,” she managed to say, just before his lips took hers.
Sample Le Chevalier
Caution to the Wind
Available NOW for the Kindle and in ebook and paperback format through other retailers, August 23, 2013
Battles on the high seas aren’t always with the enemy...
When the War for Independence leaves them fatherless, Amanda Blakely must protect her adopted brother, Neil, no matter what it takes - even if that means following the impetuous lad onto an American privateer. She disguises herself as an adolescent boy and convinces the crew master she is Neil’s older brother.
But for how long can she fool Captain William Stoakes, the man they call The Sea Wolf? A rebel with a bloodthirsty reputation, Captain Stoakes has but one hard and fast rule – no women on his ship. Staying safe means staying away from him, but that’s hard to do when the wolf calls to the woman within.
Amanda is a constant reminder to the captain that his cardinal rule has been disobeyed, his command usurped. To make matters worse, she thinks she’s a damned sailor and has his entire crew wrapped around her little finger. If only he can keep her out of trouble long enough to return her to Baltimore. If only he can keep his hands off of her.