Sunday, 16 November 2014


Henry VIII has wants the infant Scots Queen married to his son, Edward and he's prepared to have her taken her by force. The reward will be high, but failure means death.

‘The king has let it be known he will reward any man who brings the little Queen to him,’ Wharton continued. ‘I fear Harry considers it his opportunity for advancement.’

‘So I suggested,’ Harry said, a wide grin lighting his face, ‘that you and I will bring her south.’

Jesu! Matho’s innards spasmed. He gaped at them both in turn and then turned to Harry. ‘Do you want to get us both killed? That’s what it will mean if we meddle in this.’

‘But if we succeed,’ Harry said in the patient tones of a schoolmaster with a dullard, ‘the king will be delighted and therefore generous with his reward. There will be enough for you and me, and Father will be the man of the hour once more.’

Matho scowled. It wouldn’t be Harry’s father risking his neck in Scotland. ‘But she’s nowt but a bairn,’ he blurted. ‘She won’t be off the teat yet.’

Harry snorted with laughter. Heat rose under Matho’s collar. Wharton’s bent head suggested he hid a smile. Damn them both, Matho thought. He wasn’t going to get himself killed in order to please either of them. He ought to walk out of here now, while he still had a head on his shoulders.

He opened his mouth to protest, and then paused. He’d borrowed a horse from Harry to ride west expecting nothing more lucrative than messenger work, which was hard on the backside but not particularly dangerous. Wharton’s summons had freed him from duties as Carnaby’s guard for the whole of one month; now he saw that the way had been prepared for this venture. Matho shifted from foot to foot. He’d been hoping for a chance to prove himself since going into service with the Carnaby family. What if this was it? He’d be a fool to back away from it. Lord knows he was tired of living on bread and ale.

‘What is she?’ he asked, anxious to retrieve lost ground. ‘Almost a year old? I suppose she can survive on pottage for a day or two, like the rest of us.’

Harry’s eyes lit up. ‘Then you’ll give it a go?’

Matho regarded him with a sour glance. That was Harry for you. Offer him a handful of grain and he would assume he could take the entire sack. ‘There must be safer ways of earning gold.’

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Sunday, 5 October 2014

Sale! A SIMILAR TASTE IN BOOKS for 99 cents

As part of the Clean Indie Reads Fall Sale, I'm offering A Similar Taste in Books, Book 1 of my Regency "Love and the Library" series, for 50% off. That's 99 cents! A Similar Taste in Books will be on sale from October 5 through October 11, 2014.

A Similar Taste in Books is on sale at Smashwords only (note, Smashwords has all formats) with coupon code MT58S (not case sensitive).

A Similar Taste in Books on Smashwords here:

If you don't care for sex, violence and profanity in your reading material, check out the other Flinch-Free Fiction in the Clean Indie Reads Fall Sale here:

The CIR Fall Sale sale runs from October 5 through October 11, 2014.

Have fun.

Thank you all,
Linda Banche
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Monday, 8 September 2014

Romance Readers Historical Award

I just popped in to say that The Downstairs Maid by Rosie Clarke has been shortlisted for the Romance readers award for the best historical read this year.  I have been told that the winner is announced at the Romance Writers Festival on 13th.

I am honoured to have been short listed, for me that is winning because it means people liked the book when they read it.  winning would be nice but good luck to all the short list authors this year.

My other news is that three Rosie Clarke titles will be punblished next year,
Emma in January
Emma's War in April
Emma's duty in September

If these do as well as Downstairs Maid I shall be very happy.

Love to all

Wednesday, 27 August 2014

A DISTINCT FLAIR FOR WORDS, Book 3 of Love and the Library, Is Here!

A Distinct Flair for Words, the latest in my Regency Love and the Library series, is now available on Amazon, Barnes and Noble, Smashwords and Apple.
Love and the Library - A celebration of the beginnings of love wherein four young Regency gentlemen meet their matches over a copy of “Pride and Prejudice” at the library. 

Book 3: Felicity and Frank

Every woman should have her own Mr. Darcy--unless she prefers Mr. Bingley.

Something strange goes on in that library.

Not one, but two of Mr. Frank Wynne’s friends found the ladies of their dreams at the library over a copy of “Pride and Prejudice”. Magic? Divine providence? Hardly. Coincidence or luck? Perhaps. And to prove or disprove the possibilities, he’ll go to the library and read “Pride and Prejudice”. Day after day after day. To his surprise, the book is funny, and he does like that Bingley chap. His lady doesn’t appear, though. Of course not. But still…

Miss Felicity White adores “Pride and Prejudice”. But while most ladies swoon over Mr. Darcy, Mr. Bingley is the man after her own heart. Happy, good-natured, cheerful, outgoing Mr. Bingley. She loves him so much, she even rewrote “Pride and Prejudice” from his perspective. Now, if she can only find a gentleman like him…

When Felicity and Frank run into each other, the enchantment of “Pride and Prejudice” and the library just might strike again.

A sweet, traditional Regency romance, but not a retelling of “Pride and Prejudice.” 45,000 words.

I write in the style of my favorite author, Barbara Metzger. If you like her Regency comedies, you may enjoy mine.


“I have the most wonderful news!” Felicity maneuvered herself and Frank to the only two seats together. Unfortunately, they were in the middle of the semicircle, with ladies on both sides
Frank sat on the edge of his seat. The chairs’ arrangement was unnervingly like a gigantic feminine claw, ready to snap shut on a tasty treat.
He stilled. Mayhap if he didn’t move, they would forget he was there. And pigs will fly.
Miss Barrett clapped and the murmuring ladies quieted. “Felicity, please tell us your news.”
Felicity popped up. “You know I have written Pride and Prejudice from Mr. Bingley’s viewpoint.” She gave a little bounce. “Mr. Blackmore of Blackmore Publishing has requested the manuscript!”
Feminine squeals reverberated around the room. Miss Barrett rose to shake Felicity’s hand. “Well done. Mayhap you will pave the way to the future, when others will want to read about the further adventures of the Pride and Prejudice characters.”
Miss Liddell, one of the ladies who had squinted when he entered, squinted anew. “I doubt anyone will want to read about Mr. Wickham’s experiences. Or Lydia’s.”
“Never say never.” Miss Nisbet, seated at Frank’s other side, sniffed. “Some people enjoy tales about villains. I daresay they like to see the blackguards receive their just deserts.” She leaned closer to Frank. “Have you read Pride and Prejudice, Mr. Wynne?”
Gazes on both sides of the pincer-like arrangement of chairs closed in on him. More perspiration broke out on his forehead. “Yes, I have.” Outnumbered. Perhaps he had better say as little as possible.
Miss Liddell squinted again. “You are unusual, sir. Most men do not read novels. Or at least, they claim not to.”
He flashed his most winning smile, the one that normally made the ladies melt. Almost-clergyman he might be, but that did not preclude him from appreciating the fairer sex. “I am not most men.”


Amazon US 

Also available in all the other Amazon stores.

Nook UK

Barnes and Noble

Smashwords (note, all formats are available on Smashwords)


Coming soon to Kobo

Thank you all,
Linda Banche
Welcome to My World of Historical Hilarity!