#CoverReveal #historical #romance A Secret Tie #Trilogy

Today I am excited to share the cover reveal of A Secret Tie which is the third book in my historical trilogy. I love this cover and hope you’ll also feel the same about it.

Check out the book details and an excerpt along with the book cover at Book Addict Rambles.

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#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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#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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#HiddenPassion in the #bestseller category! #Amazon #kindle

Happy to share Hidden Passion, historical romance set in 600AD India is at no. 86 in Amazon bestsellers!
I love this book because I had fun penning the character of impetuous,  spoilt but readily penitent Rukmani, the youngest of the Kamboj Princesses.
In case you are wondering the book is a work of fiction and has no connection with folklore or actual history except the use of the period setting.

Here’s something about the book

Stalled by her family’s opposition to her choice of husband, Rukmani must seek help from King Deveshwaraya, the man she wants to marry…but who has rejected her…

Devesh finds desire warring with duty. Can he throw away everything he has worked for and reach out for the passion that Rukmani alluringly offers him?

At #86 right now in Kindle ebooks > History  > Asia > India
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#Excerpt #HiddenPassion #historical #romance

Today I’m sharing an excerpt from Historical Romance Hidden Passion. Hidden Passion is the story of Kamboj princess Rukmani and samrat Deveshwarya, set in early middle ages of India.

Enjoy reading!

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His eyes flashed with emotion at her outburst but he didn’t respond to her impetuous words immediately. The pause lengthened and then he said quietly but firmly, ‘I have no interest in ruling over you or your people. The sole aim of the battle was to keep the regents and their atrocities in check. The erstwhile Samrat of Campavati had set a precedent that all the other rulers had started following. The royals had become used to treating farmers as dirt, all because a farmer works with the dirt. The war will serve as a lesson to them. They will remember for a long time that when dirt gets into the eyes, it can make tears flow. Even a farmer can wrest power from those who abuse it.’

Then she had realized why people called him krsaka jayant that literally meant farmer-king. It was rumoured that once he had been a farmer. He had not come to the throne by birth. From his words it seemed it was true.

She had gazed at him, despite herself drawn to a certain magnetism that he exuded. He didn’t look like other royals but he didn’t look like a labourer either. There was a refinement in the way he spoke that made you listen even when you didn’t want to…

He added with a trace of mockery, ‘As for the flowers, I wasn’t tearing them, rajkumari. I don’t pluck flowers. You can see for yourself the roots would have got exposed in rain.’ He pointed and she saw he had been putting soil to anchor the stem of the plant more securely.

Stunned, she stared at him. She was so rarely at a loss for words. But right at that moment she was. A king who was bothered about saving a plant when he should be enjoying his wins? When he was expected to be plundering the spoils of war as he went about proclaiming his victory?

He continued, ‘The details of the treaty will be charted out soon. I can tell you this though. Your life will continue as it was. I will hold the royals accountable for their behavior. That and a certain form of financial reimbursement is all I will require from them.’

That he was discussing state matters with her surprised her even more. But she couldn’t talk to him about it. He was the enemy. The consciousness made her confused as to how she should react. She turned away, not wanting to give in, yet defeated by his arguments. Her swift movement made the wind catch her uttariya and threw it over the branches of the rose bushes nearby.

In her mind, she could still see how tenderly he had untangled it. The thin cloth came off with not a single hole or tear from the thorns.

He’d stepped close to drape it on her. She felt the warmth, the strength of him, felt the light touch as he settled it on her shoulder. For some reason her heart was beating fast, not with anger but an unfamiliar excitement.

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