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Thursday, December 5, 2013

Forever's Get Hooked on Historicals: Featuring an Original Piece by Sue-Ellen Welfonder!


Welcome to Forever Romance's Get Hooked on Historicals! 

Forever Romance's Get Hooked on Historicals features original scenes from favorite Forever historical authors who are each given a criteria upon which to base their scene. Sue-Ellen Welfonder is the featured author today! 

The criteria for each author was:

Hair color
Reddish-brown hair, the color of mahogany

Social status
Dishonored heiress

Family situation
It's complicated

Hero's archétype
Rake

Scene takes place in
The cloak room

And here is Sue-Ellen Welfonder's original piece!

A Rake Like No Other
       “The lass ye seek be in the cloakroom.”
       Angus Lucian Duncan Forbes MacRae, styled the Black Lyon and Laird of Lyongate Hall in Scotland, peered at the tiny old woman who’d spoken.  She looked as out of place in a posh London townhouse as he felt in his full Highland regalia.  Proud accoutrements he’d insisted upon wearing.  Secretly, he hoped his kilt unsettled the limp-wristed dandies and other swell-heads who populated the night’s rout.
     It took a real man to swagger about in a kilt.
   As such, he wasn’t pleased to have his path blocked by a wizened female.
     Garbed in black except for the red plaid laces adorning her boots, she could’ve been a cailleach in the wild, heather-kissed glens he missed so much.
     She also had a wicked gleam in her bright blue eyes.  The way she stood before him, her knotty hands on her hips and her grizzled chin lifted, proved she possessed enough spirit to be such a crone.
     Such biddies loved to meddle.
     A shame no one told the Black Lyon what to do.
     “I am no’ after finding a lassie.”  Angus wasn’t.

     His reason for attending this crush was to announce his return to Lyongate Hall in northern Scotland.  It was a journey he’d make alone, without a title-grasping, blow-away-at-the-first-rush-of-Highland-wind English wife.  He was weary of London and even more tired of its residents.
     Just now, he’d wanted to escape into the garden, sorely needing air that wasn’t tainted by stale perfume and smoke that, regrettably, didn’t hold an earthy-sweet tinge of peat.
     Annoyed that the crone had waylaid him, he glanced at the cloakroom door.  No scheming female hidden within was going to use a cheeky Highland cailleach to trap him.
     Turning back to the crone, he started to tell her so only to discover she’d vanished.
     Angus frowned, sure he hadn’t heard her scuttle away.
    Yet the corridor loomed empty.  All that stirred was the glimmer of candlelight in the wall sconces and the silvery moon glow spilling through a few tall, narrow windows.
     Angus glanced again at the cloakroom, his nape prickling when he saw that the door stood ajar.
     A moment before, it’d been closed.
     Eerie silence leaked from the room’s shadows and – he could scarce believe it – along with the quiet came the blessed scent of peat.
     Sure the cailleach was up to mischief, he pushed open the door and entered the dimly lit, plaid-draped expanse that could never be the cloakroom of a townhouse belonging to a London merchant.
     Tartan reigned, decking the walls, hanging at windows, covering tables, and gracing every chair.  The colors were a clever blend of light and dark purples mixed with silver and black, so that he’d almost felt whisked home to his much-missed hills at gloaming.
     A peat fire smoldered in the hearth, the sweet-smelling smoke piercing his heart. 
     Then the candlelight flickered and the plaid trappings vanished, leaving an ordinary English cloakroom.
     Except now, a young woman stood at one of the windows.
     Angus narrowed his eyes at her, sure he’d never seen a more fetching lass.  Her chestnut hair gleamed in the moonlight, the sweet curve of her hips beckoned, and the lush fullness of her breasts made his thumbs ache to brush over the tips.  He also recognized her, having overheard a viper-tongued miss call her the Frost Maiden.
     Lady Melissa Tandy, a dishonored heiress who’d gained notoriety by vowing she’d spend every inherited coin on a ramshackle refuge for aged coach horses, not sharing a penny with her stepmother and half-siblings.
     Gossips claimed ice ran in her veins and her cold heart thawed only for animals.
     To him, she looked so delectable that a fierce heat ignited inside him.
     He strode over to her, drawn by a force he’d never felt.  “Lady Melissa.”
     She turned, her eyes widening.  “I know you – you’re the Black Lyon.”
     “Angus.”  He stepped closer, bowed slightly.  He had an overpowering urge to toss her over his shoulder, carry her up a turret stair, and ravish her all night, leaving no inch of her unexplored.
     She smiled, disproving the tales of ice.  “Laird of Lyongate Hall.”
     “You ken my home?”  Angus’s heart thudded, madness upon him for he could see them in the heather, on his plaid, naked and sweaty.
     “My mother was Scottish.”  Her voice turned wistful.  “I always dreamed of-”
     “Visiting the Highlands?”  Angus’s mind raced ahead, seeing them walking the moors, older and with children.  Now he knew he’d run mad, but he didn’t care.
     She was the lass he’d been seeking.
     The look she gave him proved it.  “Are you inviting me there?”
     “I am.”  He took her hand, kissing her fingers.  “You’ll fall in love with Scotland.”
     She smiled.  “I believe I already am."
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  ONCE UPON A HIGHLAND CHRISTMAS by Sue-Ellen Welfonder
  







December 3, 2013, Forever Yours E-Novella
Warrior Grim Mackintosh understands why his friend Archibald MacNab has decreed there be no trace of Christmas in his castle. After a devastating attack destroyed everything-and everyone-in Archie's life, he prefers to stew in his own misery until the holiday passes. But Duncreag has seen enough tragedy. Grim decides to throw a grand Yuletide feast, one that the bards will sing about for years to come, one that will remind his laird how beloved he is. He can't do it alone, though. Grim needs an accomplice . . .

There's nothing Breena O'Doherty won't do for Archie, so she's thrilled to help Grim with his plan. Yet she has a Christmas wish all her own-to win Grim's heart-and this might be her only chance to make it come true. As Breena and Grim work together to bring the joy of the season to the cold, gloomy castle and to the heart of the cantankerous chieftain, an undeniable passion ignites between them. But when a shocking secret about Breena's past comes to light, threatening everything she holds dear, will it ruin Christmas in Duncreag forevermore?

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Author Bio:
Sue-Ellen Welfonder is a Scotophile whose burning wish to make frequent trips to the land of her dreams led her to a twenty-year career with the airlines.

Now a full-time writer, she's quick to admit that she much prefers wielding a pen to pushing tea and coffee. She makes annual visits to Scotland, insisting they are a necessity, as each trip gives her inspiration for new books.

Proud of her own Hebridean ancestry, she belongs to two clan societies: the MacFie Clan Society and the Clan MacAlpine Society. In addition to Scotland, her greatest passions are medieval history, the paranormal, and dogs. She never watches television, loves haggis, and writes at a 450-year-old desk that once stood in a Bavarian castle.

Sue-Ellen is married and currently resides with her husband and Jack Russell terrier in Florida. 

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Sue-Ellen Welfonder is a fantastic Scottish historicals author; I hope you enjoyed her original piece as much as I have! If so, please check out her books and links. ^_^ 


31 comments:

  1. Oh wow! That was super amazing~ Now I'm hooked and it's all your fault Mary! LOL

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    1. So glad you enjoyed the scene so much, Kipha. Your good words brightened my week. :)

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    1. Yes, I agree with you Mary, it's a great novella!

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    2. Thank you so much, Nicole! Your lovely review was the first one for my novella. :) I am so glad you enjoyed this scene, too. :)

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    3. No, Mary, I don't have a release date. I will let readers know via my websites/blogs/mailing list when the time comes. Just now I have to keep my contracted work as my top priority. But I will definitely be writing a full book for this pair. Absolutely. :)

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  3. Thank you so much, Mary, for doing such a beautiful piece for my scene. I really appreciate it and am so happy you enjoyed it so much. I love your blog! It is WONDERFUL to see readers/reviewers still loving historicals.
    Thank you!! :)

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    1. Thank you for writing it! :) I'm harboring a secret hope to this turned into a full book. Hehe

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    2. It will. I decided that the instant Lucian Duncan Forbes MacRae stepped into my turret office, dragged in here by old Devorgilla herself (the cailleach). She always knows what's good for me. ;)

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    3. Wonderful! Any tentative release date? ^_^

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  4. Now I sit with a huge smile on my face. :)

    Adore Sue-Ellen's writing!

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    1. I'm recently introduced to her titles, and I already adore get writing :)

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    2. You are my champion, Leah. So glad you enjoyed this scene. Thanks so much! Love you! :)

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  5. I want to read the rest of it!!! :)

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    1. It'll happen! Not sure when, but I -will- write a full-length book for them. :)

      Didn't we have a blast last night? Everyone, Trudy and I enjoyed a great night out at an Irish pub last night - complete with amazing atmosphere, delicious food, and best of all - a HOT SCOT musician from Celtic Thunder to serenade us! (George Donaldson) What a grand time we had...
      :)

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  6. I just discovered by chance Sue-Ellen's novella and I am so glad I did. I had the opportunity to read it and have to say that it is a heartwarming & captivating Scottish romance. I loved it so much that I highly recommend it! it's a 5 stars for me! Go grab it!

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    1. Thank you so much, Nicole! I am so happy that you enjoyed the scene so much. And I'm delighted you loved Once Upon A Highland Christmas. Am so glad you happened across my work. Thanks for the smiles today. :)

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  7. She did a nice job on the scene. Great fun. I love her books. They always have the feel of the Highlands to them. Like the Black Lyon, you can smell the peat smoke and see the heather when she writes.

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    1. Thanks so much, librarypat. You know how important it is to me to transport readers, 'taking them into the story world.' I am so glad that works in such a short piece. So happy you enjoyed it. :)

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    1. Thanks so much, Lexi! I'm so glad you enjoyed the scene. :)

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    1. It's so good to see you enjoyed the scene so much, Glenda. Thank you!! :)

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  10. Sue-Ellen,
    I loved the tale with the Black Lyon. If Melissa is too busy for a trip to the Highlands with Angus, I'll be happy to join him. As always, you are a master of the written word. Your devoted fan. Connie P.

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    1. Thanks so much for looking in here, Connie. You are so funny... as promised on Tartan Ink After Hours, I have informed Angus that you're first in line if anything happens to Lady Melissa. Devorgilla also knows, so we're all set.

      Mary - Devorgilla aka Old Dev is the cailleach in the scene. My readers know and love her as she is a recurring character who meddles her way through all my work and also appears on my blogs now and then. She is a real character and has some powerful Highland magick. ;)

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  11. Mary ~ Thank you again for hosting The Black Lyon and Lady Melissa yesterday. And me, too, of course! You did a beautiful post with the scene and I appreciate that so much. Likewise all your tweets and such mentions. Thank you!!!

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  12. Sue-Ellen, you did a wonderful job at writing an "it's complicated" novella and I just loved A Rake Like No Other. And, like other commenters, I'd love to read the full story!!

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  13. That was just absolutely delightful, Sue-Ellen! As the little girl in the AT&T commercial says, "We want more! We just want more!" ; )

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