Alyssa Everett
Ruined by Rumor
Carina / $5.99 digital / May 21, 2012
After waiting five years for her fiancé to return from the war and marry her, Roxana Langley has been jilted! She may have longed for excitement, but this was not what she had in mind...
Who could possibly throw over a woman as beautiful and vivacious as Roxana? Certainly not Alex Winslow, the Earl of Ayersley, who has spent years trying in vain to forget his unrequited love. When he learns she’s been abandoned by her cad of a fiancé, he finds himself offering a shoulder for her to cry on. Comfort soon turns into a passionate kiss-and scandal when they are caught in an embrace.
Only one thing will save Roxana from certain ruination: marriage to the earl. The match may save her reputation, but responsible, tongue-tied Ayersley is a far cry from her dashing former fiancé. She’s convinced Ayersley is merely doing his duty...while he’s sure Roxana is still in love with another man. Are they trading one disaster for another?
After reading Alyssa Everett’s debut novel, A Tryst With Trouble, I was excited to discover Ruined by Rumor. Everett’s lighthearted dialogue was again a feature, as was the old-school Regency romance plot, but what I really loved was her hero.
[Ooh, and who doesn’t love a particularly delicious hero!...]









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Edited by Steve Berman
Alexia Reed


Rachel Spangler
Alyssa Everett
The wizard Antryg Windrose’s first appearance is in Barbara Hambly’s fantasy novel The Silent Tower (1986), the gripping opener to one of my favorite trilogies (really more of a duology with a sequel, but who’s counting?). The Silent Tower shows the beginning of a heartbreakingly intense romance between Antryg and Joanna Sheraton, a computer programmer from our world.
This is a slightly unusual post in that I’ll be talking about a nonfiction book, but it’s one that I really think fans of historical romance and period television shows like Downton Abbey will find fascinating. Rose: My Life in Service to Lady Astor is the story of what it was like to be a servant among the very, very rich from the late 1920s through the early 1960s.
After hearing of author Dorothy Gilman’s death earlier this year, I returned to the first of her novels that I had read, back when I was a teenager. Though Gilman wrote other books, she was most famous for her “Mrs. Pollifax” series, which followed the adventures of a widowed senior citizen who took up working for the CIA.
One of the first romance novels I ever read was
Romance readers generally know what they want in a hero. Me, I know what I don’t want. What I really, really don’t want. Most of them involve personal hygiene—you know, the kind that gets glossed over in medieval romances, and never gets mentioned in contemporaries unless the author is going for humor. (Though I confess I would be fascinated to read a romance novel in which the hero did have some of these issues, and the story involved how he and the heroine dealt with them…but that might be too much like real life. The title could be, Anti-Perspirant Means Love. And if you write it, please don’t send it to me.)













