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Friday, November 3, 2023

Worthy by Julia Winter ~ Blog Tour, Deleted Scene, & Giveaway!

Hello, my friends! It's my pleasure to have Julia Winter here today with her new book, Worthy - A Pride and Prejudice variation! I hope you enjoy the deleted scene Julia is sharing with us, and please remember to enter the giveaway! Details for that are at the bottom of this page. 


Let's check out the book first.




Worthy
A Pride & Prejudice Variation
by Julia Winter

eBook Publication Date: Oct. 31, 2013
Publisher: Glass Hat Press (copyright 2023)
Wordcount: c125,000
Editor: Megn Reddaway
Cover: Detail from a portrait by Eugen von Blaas. Provenance and whereabouts unknown. Inge in the public domain, obtained via ArtVee, and available for unrestricted use.

Book Description 

     In the course of 1811, the Bennets of Longbourn meet two sets of estranged relatives: Mr Bennet’s unprepossessing heir, and his mother’s family. Elizabeth Bennet journeys into Kent to stay with the Palmers at Wingham Hall: her grand-aunt Iphigenia, her cousin Sir James Palmer, who had loved her grandmother ardently in his youth, and his son Galahad. Pleased with her new relations, Elizabeth is less content with the taciturn friend Galahad has invited to join him at Wingham. Fitzwilliam Darcy—rich and proud, disdainful of those beneath him—has escorted his sister Georgiana to Ramsgate, to recuperate from a dangerous illness in the care of her companion, Mrs Younge. 

     Complications arise with the arrival of Elizabeth’s sister Jane and, separately, Charles and Caroline Bingley, the authors of Jane’s unhappiness. Tensions and quarrels result in the Bingleys’ abrupt departure, swiftly followed by Darcy after a maladroit proposal that Elizabeth spurns with a pride that matches his own. 

     Unfortunately, Darcy leaves Kent just as his enemy, George Wickham appears, intent on securing Georgiana and her fortune. Who will stand between Georgiana and ruin? Who will win Jane Bennet’s hand? And can Darcy and Elizabeth ever be reconciled?” 

     (NB British spelling, punctuation and grammar throughout).
 

A Note From the Author

     I always write masses more than actually makes it into the final version of a book, so it’s inevitable that sections get edited out. Sometimes that’s because they slow down the pacing of a story, or are too detailed, or just don’t tell us anything new about the characters. No matter how much I love them, some scenes have to go for the sake of a tighter, better story – that’s what editing is all about!

     Here is one such outtake from “Worthy”. I was sad to see it go, but other scenes already showed the loving relationship between Elizabeth and Jane, so this one wasn’t strictly necessary. It’s set in a Canterbury coaching inn. Jane, escaping Town and her unhappiness over the thwarted romance with Charles Bingley, has just arrived to spend time with Elizabeth and their Palmer relations, in an effort to soothe her heartache.

     Julia

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Jane arrives in Canterbury

     Elizabeth flew down to the inn’s courtyard when Cousin Galahad, who had been hanging out of the window for the previous half-hour keeping watch, announced the arrival of the coach. The footman had just handed Jane down, and Elizabeth enveloped her in a hearty embrace almost as soon as her sister’s feet reached the cobbles.

     “Oh Jane! Jane! Here you are at last! How delightful it is to see you!”

     Jane returned the embrace with fervour. “Thank you, Lizzy,” was all she said, but her eyes spoke of her gratitude for more than the greeting.

     “Let me look at you!” Elizabeth stood back a step, holding Jane at arms’ length, examining her as if she had not seen her for a year. “Beautiful as ever, I see! Not even a day’s journey can discompose you. How lowering for the rest of us. I was a perfect fright when I arrived in Canterbury after so long in the coach.”

     Jane laughed softly. “Nonsense, Lizzy. You are always lovely.”

     “I am glad to be reassured. Now then, Aunt Iphy and our cousin are awaiting you in a private sitting room upstairs, along with Mr Darcy. You will love Aunt Iphy.”

     “I do look forward to meeting her at last.” Jane lowered her voice. “The necessary? It was a long coach ride, Lizzy. You may be quite sure I feel my discomposure in that regard!”

     Elizabeth laughed and led the way under an arch leading to a small, but well-kept garden. The necessary house abutted the garden wall at the far end. Jane entered it with uncharacteristic haste, but was her usual serene self when she emerged a few moments later.

     Elizabeth linked arms with her. “Are you well, dearest? We cannot speak long of private matters here since we are expected upstairs, but give me that assurance at least.”

     Jane’s smile was tinged with disappointment. “I… I had hopes, Lizzy. It is not to be, it seems, and I believe the Bingleys have now left Town and are journeying to Bath. I must accept it was entirely my own fancy that Mr Bingley’s admiration meant more than he obviously intended. Well, I am not ashamed of being mistaken, but I cannot dwell on it and retain my peace of mind. So he will be forgot, and all will be well. Perhaps we may talk of it later?”

     “As soon as we can contrive it. I am sorry, though, that you are so bruised by this. You are the last person to deserve such treatment.”

     Jane pressed Elizabeth’s hand, and shook her head, saying, “Tell me of our aunt and cousins instead, Lizzy.”

     There truly was no time to discuss the Bingley problem then and Elizabeth made do with giving Jane another hug to show her sympathy, and made a silent resolution that as soon as she could get Jane alone, she would allow her sister to unburden herself. Jane’s own nature and good sense would not allow her to indulge in those fruitless regrets which would destroy her peace, and she had no doubt her sister would be tranquil again in time. All the same, even the most temperate of souls should be comforted when they deserved it.

     She gave Jane the balm of a different subject to occupy her thoughts. “Aunt Iphy is the dearest creature, with such a gentle nature I am quite astonished that her sister Cassandra had the heart to keep her so firmly suppressed. She has shown me too many kindnesses to describe each one. I think you will love her, Jane. Indeed, you and she are rather alike, and I fancy you could not take a dislike to her if you tried. It would be as if you disliked yourself. Cousin James, now, is the very essence of a county squire, but he has the kindest heart. He treats me in a very grandfatherly fashion, though it must pain him to see his lost love’s face every time he looks at me.”

     “You are very like our Grandmamma in looks.”

     “Too much so for Sir James’s peace of mind, I fear, but as I say, he is kind and indulgent. You will deal with him very well, I think. Cousin Galahad is a few years our senior, and was, like Shakespeare’s Beatrice, born in a merry hour. I find him excellent, vivacious company and I like him a great deal.”

     Jane linked her arm into Elizabeth’s. “And does he like you?”

     “I believe so.” And Elizabeth primmed up her mouth and allowed Jane to see her amusement. “I also suspect Sir James and Aunt Iphy hope he does.”

     “Oh,” said Jane, and quirked up an eyebrow that was oddly reminiscent of Papa, despite her having little resemblance to him otherwise.

     “Well.” Elizabeth sighed, and wished it were not unladylike to shrug. “I do not believe it is my duty to right a star-cross’d romance from half a century ago. I am no Juliet. If we find we like each other that way, then we shall see; but if I would not marry Mr Collins to please Mamma, I certainly will not marry Galahad merely to please his father.”

     “No, indeed! I know you will follow your heart and your good principles. What of Mr Darcy?”

     “Oh, he is the top of the trees, of course, and very aware of his position in life! He is a rather perplexing man, and I am not entirely sure what I think of him. Although,” Elizabeth added, as they reached the inn door, “he is easier with practice. He improves upon acquaintance.”

     “I look forward to meeting them all.”

     “Come then. They are waiting.”

     They hurried up the stairs to the private room Cousin Galahad had hired for their comfort. Elizabeth flung the door wide.

     “Dearest Aunt Iphy, Mr Darcy, Cousin Galahad… here at last is my beloved sister Jane, who is quite the best Bennet of all!”


About the Author


Once Julia was a communications specialist working with several UK government departments. These days she's thankfully free of all that, and writing full time. She lives in the depths of the Nottinghamshire countryside with her husband and Mavis, a Yorkie-Bichon cross with a bark several times bigger than she is.

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A special thanks to Julia for stopping by here today and for her lovely giveaway! Also, congratulations on the release of Worthy!



So, friends, what do you think of these new relatives of the Bennet sisters? And what about Cousin Galahad? Hmm, Darcy, look out! LOL - actually, just the thought makes me anxious!

Please leave a comment below and tell us your thoughts!

Friday, September 11, 2020

TEMPT ME by Julie Cooper Blog Tour ~ Deleted Scene & Giveaway!

 Hello, my friends! I have a treat for you today! I have a deleted scene from Julie Cooper's new book, Tempt Me! This book looks fantastic! I'm going to have to put it on my October reading list! Yummy! 

Plus, there is a blog wide giveaway going on! Details at the bottom of the page.



TEMPT ME
by Julie Cooper

"He raged inwardly at fate’s gift of the one female he could never, ever have..." 

IT IS A TRUTH UNIVERSALLY ACKNOWLEDGED that a single vampyre must be in want of a wife. Someone biddable, her memories easily expunged to allow for strange, inexplicable deeds and baffling circumstances. A tractable creature, of average intelligence, willing to attend to the business of producing heirs and keep out of all else. A girl easily moulded, incurious, indifferent, and demanding nothing beyond access to his fortune. 

FITZWILLIAM DARCY knows exactly who he needs. He can fix on the hour, the spot, the look, and the words which laid the foundation for an obsession he rejected. But ten years later, at an assembly in an obscure village in Hertfordshire, he finds himself in the middle once more. 

His needs are unalterable. But can he resist the one woman he truly wants?
 
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To her surprise, however, Caroline approached her. “Mrs Darcy, let me persuade you take a turn about the room. I assure you it is very refreshing after sitting so long in one attitude.” 

Though distrustful of the woman’s motives, Elizabeth felt she had no choice but to join her. Fitzwilliam eyed them curiously, but Lydia began begging him to hold a ball at Pemberley to celebrate the wedding, with Kitty taking Dutch courage from her sister. Mrs Bennet added a third voice, and he began to look distinctly beleaguered. With an effort, she pulled her attention away from their embarrassing conduct to the repellent woman by her side. Caroline tucked Elizabeth’s arm in hers and it was all she could do not to tug it away...or break it. 

“My, it is excessively warm in here. Shall we stroll in the gallery?” Caroline asked. 

Elizabeth nodded, walking with her up the stairs and into the long corridor lined with portraits and landscapes, idly wondering if she had allowed herself to be thus directed so that she might have the privacy required to rip the smirk off Caroline’s face. The next moment, she was appalled at the direction of her thoughts, forcefully reminding herself of the need for control. She used the beauty surrounding her in paint and portrait to distract herself from her aversion to Caroline’s presence and new, unlovely instincts far too near the surface. 

“How do you find your new life? I must admit to a certain envy in your accomplishments,” Caroline said coyly. 

“I am adjusting,” Elizabeth answered noncommittally, using the excuse of examining a bronze to pull away from Caroline’s grip.

“Adjusting? I should say so! The riches of immortality at your feet, a handsome and powerful husband by your side? One would say you have everything a woman could ever want.” 

“Yes,” Elizabeth replied in quick agreement.

“Except,” Caroline added, “for a child.”

Elizabeth stiffened in surprise and anger. Do not kill her, do not kill her, do not kill her. She will be Jane’s sister. Killing her would be impolite. “You are very bold, Miss Bingley,” she managed.

“I am very practical, Mrs Darcy. What might sound offensive to you, in your inexperience, is only pragmatism in the world in which I have been raised. How do you think dynasties continue, when offspring are not possible? Mr Darcy will need a mortal womb to bear his child. I have one. I approach you, with all due respect, to offer mine.”

“How very...magnanimous of you,” Elizabeth murmured, imagining her blood spilling across 
the carpeted floor.

“Magnanimity has nothing to do with it, of course,” Caroline replied. “I would expect to gain 
materially in return for the child. And an opportunity to be Turned afterwards.”

Though her own thoughts were admittedly the furthest thing from benign, Elizabeth blinked at the inherent coldness of the offer. As though a baby and motherhood were coin, to be traded. She found her voice at last. “I imagine I would murder any woman who bedded my husband,” she said, in as emotionless a tone as she could manage. “Her death would be neither neat nor quick, I promise. I find I am far from...predictable these days.” 

For the first time Caroline truly looked at Elizabeth, and for once her smile wavered; she backed up an involuntary step. “There would be no reason for... resentment,” she quickly assured. “I have no love for your husband, nor he for me. This is purely an exchange of commodities. Your line will need an heir in order to maintain its strength. I can give it, with no expectations beyond those I’ve named. A practical alliance, and a very common one.” 

“Be that as it may, your plan has a flaw,” Elizabeth said reasonably calmly, considering the evisceration she contemplated. “Perhaps you were not aware. Mr Darcy is bonded to me. He can have no other woman.” 

“Charles mentioned that Mr Darcy had bonded,” Caroline replied, her smirk back in place. “But I have an idea.”

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About the Author

Julie Cooper, a California native, lives with her Mr Darcy
(without the arrogance or the Pemberley) of nearly forty years, two dogs (one intelligent, one goofball), and Kevin the Cat (smarter than all of them.)  They have four children and three grandchildren, all of whom are brilliant and adorable, with the pictures to prove it. She works as an executive at a gift basket company and her tombstone will read, "Have your Christmas gifts delivered at least four days before the 25th."  Her hobbies are reading, giving other people good advice, and wondering why no one follows it.

You can connect with Julie Cooper on Facebook and Instagram.

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Quills & Quartos Publishing is giving away 5 e-copies of Tempt Me to 5 readers who comment on any of the posts on this blog tour! Winners will be picked after the tour is over.



Many thanks to Quills & Quartos Publishing for inviting me on this tour! 



Oh!! A deleted scene with a cliffhanger! No fair! Lol!

Friends, what did you think?! Let me know in the comments. I'd love to hear from you.


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