#Coverreveal #ATwistofFate #historical #romance #fiction

Hi folks,

Today I’m excited to share the cover reveal of my new upcoming historical romance A Twist of Fate. I simply love the beautiful cover and can’t help feeling it suits the book exactly.

The cover reveal is kindly hosted by the lovely book bloggers, Cathy and Zoe. I can’t thank them enough.

Here’s the cover. Do let me know what you think.

Blurb:
“I want to find him. And when I find him, I will destroy him.”
Charulata wants revenge. She seeks to spill the blood of the man who ruined her. He married her and left her after one night. The diktats of her society declare only one place suitable for the woman rejected and deserted by her husband – the abode of the concubines. Charulata faces ruin and now lives and breathes for one purpose…the only purpose keeping her alive. How to track Deva – and kill him.
Deva knows he had earned the wrath of this woman. Embittered and devastated, he’s a wounded lion hunting his enemies. Regrets and softer feelings are long gone from his life. He encounters Charulata with all the arrogance of his forebears. Yet the fire of hate is mixed with the fire of attraction between them. Rage and passion have become inseparable…
A Twist of Fate follows the entwining fortunes of Charu and Deva in the post Vedic ancient India. Greed, treachery, and deception feature highly in this story of royal suspense. Can love have a hope of surviving amid such intrigues?
To be a courtesan in ancient India was a fate far worse than slavery. This is the second book written on the theme by the author. Also read Against The Tide, the story of the royal concubine, the first book with the same theme.

Read an excerpt:

Her curved brows arched a little more – the mobile movement betokening the agility of a dancer’s expression. ‘Mayhap the tall form of my cousin pleases you better than a moderately built one like mine.’ At this, her eyes brimmed with humor before her lashes became cast down to hide it.

He resisted the urge to go over to her and tip up that firm looking chin. ‘I can’t tell what pleases me until I’ve held the form in my arms.’

He’d succeeded in having her gaze back to him, tangling with his and now her mouth curved in enjoyment of the sparing.

She said in a low well-modulated voice. ‘You certainly have your ideas clear in your head, swami.’

He made a gesture of half of impatience and half dismissal. ‘Don’t call me your master. It’s a slave more likely.’ His mouth twisted at the admission. The clink of ornaments sounded and Charulata came closer to him. Her hands were held in front of her, fingers tightly interlocked. He reached out and pried them loose, clasping each. They trembled in each of his like trapped birds. Their gazes locked. His pulse increased its pace. He thought his insides trembled also and couldn’t reason why.

‘Do you really wish me to be so brazen as to step in your embrace?’

He gazed down into her eyes, conscious again of that mixture of humor and the shyness of a bride. He surely didn’t wish her to come any closer. His blood pressure might not sustain it.

In direct contradiction, he said, ‘Do you want to?’

Her eyes widened a little, but he had to acknowledge she didn’t lack for comprehension. Two slim arms like the snakes of temptation wreathed round his neck and her warm curves pressed against his – what now seemed to have been destitute – body.

He felt definitely a tremor run through him. Instinctively, his hands reached out resting at the niche of her curving waist… She fit against him perfectly. His arms must have been made to hold her, her body to mold against his. His mind jumped to hope, to curiosity, the insistence how perfect would be the ultimate union with her –

Conscious of two impulses drawing him equally strongly in opposite directions, he tried to clear his mind. The urge to flee, to put distance between them, to remember why he was here – a lowly deception that clawed at him – was tossed against the second, as powerful wish – to take her to the folds of the silken sheets of the rose-petal strewn marriage bed.

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#Giveaway #Romance #ebook #AgainstTheTide #Valentinesday

What’s better than getting a chance to win a romance book on Valentine’s day?
All you have to do is leave a comment on my guest post at DDS reviews blog to enter the giveaway for an ecopy of historical romance Against The Tide.
I am at Debdatta’s blog talking about my favourite author and waiting to know about yours.
Good luck for the giveaway. Remember to leave a comment at the blog post linked below.

You can discuss your favourite author or tell me why you’d like to win a copy of Against The Tide.

*Only the comments at DDS reviews blog post will be valid to enter the giveaway.*

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#Review #AgainstTheTide #historical #romance by Summerita Rhayne

Please to receive such a lovely review from book blogger and critic Metroreader for Against The Tide, historical romance set in ancient India.

“The cover is so apt and beautiful,” she says. “The author has beautifully portrayed the ancient times with detailed descriptions of scenes and characters. The characters have been etched in detail. Even the secondary characters have a role to play in the story.”

Read the full review at:

https://metroreader.wordpress.com/2018/06/21/against-the-tide-the-king-and-the-concubine-by-summerita-rhayne/

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#excerpt #AgainstTheTide #historical #romance #AgainstTheTide #newrelease #History

Hi folks, sharing a snippet from Against The Tide- The King and the Concubine, a historical romance set in ancient India which is a newly released book and already no. 1 new release at Amazon.

Enjoy the extract!

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Excerpt:

He often glanced at her in an intent way, but now his gaze was so intense, it took her breath away and sent an answering surge through her being, so powerful that she was scared of what it meant. Warnings of her mother resounded in her brain. A concubine could never aspire to respectability or to wifely status. She must captivate and hold attention, while keeping her inner self apart from the man and her heart intact. Lohana could not sustain his gaze and let her lashes fall, lest she betray what she wanted to hide. He came close and tugged at her improvised mask to reveal her mouth, then bent down and kissed her – a soft persuasive touch that swept her senses like the wind, taking way her restraint. A trembling awareness ripped through her. This tenderness was unlooked for. Passion, yes, coy glances, flirtation. His confession could have been a compliment. But somehow it wasn’t. It was homage, and so was the kiss…

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Blurb:
Can a concubine fall in love?
Lohana knows she cannot even dream of everlasting love. Trained to captivate men for their wealth and proficient in the required arts, a concubine like her is not meant to be a partner for life for anyone and most certainly not for the king. But King Jayatshatru has managed to steal her heart.
In the politics of aristocracy, germs of intrigue flourish hidden behind the ornate doors. As love grows stronger, the plotting against her deepens…

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#excerpt #AgainstTheTide #newrelease #Historical #romance #kindleunlimited

Hi folks,

Sharing an excerpt today from romance Against The Tide. It’s a historical fiction novella set in ancient India.

Already it is at no. 1 in New Releases at Amazon and no. 1 in several categories at Amazon kindle store.

In this extract, Lohana the concubine is angry at the king for defying the traditions.

Enjoy the excerpt!

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Words trembled on her lips and she wished she were a man with the power to face him and vent her anger. She held herself still, but it seemed he could read her, because as they strode through the corridors, he said with as much bite in his voice, ‘If you’re going to tell me how wrong I was to act like I did, save your breath. I value your opinion but don’t tell me I brought this on. I never denied there would be a battle facing us, but I have my way of beating the odds. I stay lowkey when I need to…a warrior knows when to attack and when to wait…there’s skill in that.’

Silence reigned and she kept breathing evenly, trying to still the tumult raging in her. He wouldn’t listen but the signs were everywhere. Oh, she wished she had the courage to refuse him and leave him, but now when the opposition had reared its head, some unknown streak of loyalty she possessed wanted her to stay by his side. She was stupid, a fool – she had to break away from him. This was destructive –

He was in her room…as though he’d instinctively sought refuge where he knew no one would disturb them.

He paced, then turned to her and clasped her upper arms.

‘No more,’ he said, ‘My patience runs out.’

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Blurb:
Can a concubine fall in love?
Lohana knows she cannot even dream of everlasting love. Trained to captivate men for their wealth and proficient in the required arts, a concubine like her is not meant to be a partner for life for anyone and most certainly not for the king. But King Jayatshatru has managed to steal her heart.
In the politics of aristocracy, germs of intrigue flourish hidden behind the ornate doors. As love grows stronger, the plotting against her deepens…
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#review #BathTangle by Georgette Heyer 

Bath Tangle is a historical romance by Georgette Heyer. It features two strong protagonists and a sort of double romance with two secondary characters which are much more likeable than the main characters.

​I really didn’t know how to rate this book. The beginning and the end are so much better than the middle.

First of all, I had a different impression of it than what the book turned out to be. I picked it up, thinking it would be something in the line of a light adventure, maybe similar to the Corinthian. The cover gives the impression of more liveliness than is present in the story. 

*Warning for spoilers ahead.*

The start gives us a different picture of the heroine than what we find as the book progresses. She doesn’t come across as headstrong and bad tempered in the beginning, but soon that image is dispelled. The book becomes dull for a few pages but perks up as the setting changes. 

Serena and Ivo are not very lovable or aspiring protagonists. The plus about the book is they had been depicted with all their faults without any excuses. However, continued clashes and battle of wills just makes the reader tired. The ending provided some insight and of course a lot of romance but I did wonder what sort of life they would have together if they can’t get along with each other. Moreover, they are unlikely to retain many friends either. A romance rather like Wuthering Heights, though a bit mellower.

Another thing I missed was that very little explanation was given for their past. Little or no account why they became engaged or why it failed. It would have helped to understand them better.

The reason I ended up giving four stars was that there was an uplifting feeling in reading Serena’s totally independent nature. She does become aspiring in the sense that she doesn’t care about anyone’s opinion and cuts herself no slack, so to speak. However, it is clear she can do as she pleases because of the license her position and social status gives her, so that takes away any feeling that she has faced any hardships to become what she is. Still it was good to read this sort of female character.

Guest post: Vandana Shanker, author of 1857 Dust of Ages #TheBookClub

Please welcome Vandana Shanker, author of 1857 Dust of Ages. Vandana is here to share her views on research for historical fiction.

Take it away, Vandana.

Question: How difficult was it to manage the research? Did you innovate to fill up the gaps or stick to facts throughout?

As I wrote and researched for my book 1857 Dust of Ages, I learnt that writing historical fiction is different ball game altogether. And I had no idea, no formal training and I had plunged straight into it. On the way, I learnt a lot of things. I would try to put them together in Rules of writing Historical Fiction.

  1. Read a lot of stories. They could be fictional or non-fictional but they would create images of the era in your mind. When researching for my book, one book that stands in mind is William Dalrymple’s ‘The White Mughals.’  That had the germ of the story – an interracial romance. The rest of it came from various other fictional works, diaries and stories that I had read and heard over the years.
  2. Take notes. Lots of them and let there be gaps. They don’t have to be accurate. The notes would give you the larger picture whereas the gaps are the places where your story would evolve.
  3.  Study old pictures and paintings. This is essential for evocative writing- words that evoke the senses. Since there aren’t many photographs of 1857, I turned to paintings of the British in India and Mughal era miniatures. I have integrated many of these paintings in my story – as clues to the past that Shiv and Ruth unearth Pictures give the details that writing often misses out.
  4. Go to the location. For me it was the Hop on, Hop off around Delhi. Being a Delhitte, I could capture the bustle of the city, but to see it from the point of view of an nineteenth century character required more. As I went around, I learnt so much more about Delhi. For the last scene of the series, I visited Roshanarabagh and QudisiaBagh. Despite living in the city all my life, I had never been there ever before.
  5. Use the Internet. That goes without saying. I read a lot of old diaries and letters because they were so important in the nineteenth century. Most of the archival access was through the Internet. The events of 1857, the little things like rumours and gossip, minor skirmishes, bigger battles – Google is where I found most of the information
  6. Find a balance. You are not writing history. It is fiction and it is meant for the contemporary readers. I spent a lot of time recreating the diaries and letters in the language that would not put off the readers. Some places I have taken some liberties with the facts though I did stick to the broader details.
  7. Start writing. There is a time to stop the research and start writing because research is so seductive. As one delves deeper, it becomes a distraction especially in the day and age of the Internet. But we aren’t here for a history lesson. So as you do research, keep write simultaneously. That is the real job. Once you have the picture in mind, close your eyes and imagine and then get down to recreate it in your words

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Thank you, Vandana. It was enlightening to hear your views. As an author of historical fiction, I agree that it won’t do to turn your research into a history lesson, and holding a deep interest in history as I do, I know it’s all too easy to get immersed in delving the details of the bygone eras. Indian history is so rich and engrossing a subject that one cannot help it. At the same time, it’s really important to get research done accurately to give an authentic feel to the era. I myself love the 500ADs and write about Maharajas and princesses, but I look forward to reading about the Rule in your book. It was lovely having you here.