My favorite vacation spot is actually on our acreage here. We back up to a dairy ranch where we can see and hear the cows and their heifers. It’s such a joy to sit on our own back yard, under an umbrella, sipping gin and tonics as the Mamas and their babies moo to each other. Coarsegold, California is an historic town because many of the Chinese immigrants worked on laying the rail tracks north and south. The name is derived from the fact that the gold that was found was not the purest, but it was a lesser nugget, and thus the name Coarse Gold.
Another delightful town in Italy is Abano Terme, which is the land side of Venice. The hotel is called the Sheraton Orologio (Clock of Gold) and was the summer palace of Franz Josef of Prussia before it was sold. One of the features is a “mud bath” over your entire body, from the hot mud of the mountains. Guests are given a physical and psychological exam so that they are not affected by claustrophobia. I had to have one arm without any mud so I wouldn’t hyperventilate. The service is grand, the view is breathtaking, and the stars are magnificent at night. Breakfasts are feasts of fruits and grilled meats. The berries were bigger than two thumbs and delicious. I could go on and on. I held an event there with international guests and we had the singers from the Milan opera perform for the main dinner event. Fortunes were told by Tarot Card Gypsies. I was sorry when I left that job!!!
Title: ONE NIGHT WITH A DUKE
Series and Book # : THE DUKE SERIES
Author/pen name: SANDRA MASTERS
Genre: REGENCY HISTORICAL (LONG)
Publisher: The Wild Rose Press, Tea Rose Edition
Date of Publication: June 21, 2017
Number of pages: 340
Word Count: ll0,683
When a spirited woman disrupts the world of a duke who follows the rules, sparks fly, passions ignite and planets collide.
Reclusive, cold as ice, the politically powerful Raven, Duke of Ravensmere, denies love after the tragic deaths of his duchess and baby. He is bound by his vow never to allow love to enter his heart again. Samantha Winston permits him to seek refuge in her carriage in a time of need, and what started as a kiss in the name of safety, becomes something more pleasurable and not so safe after all. In spite of every caution, his interest escalates into unexpected desire.
Samantha, a young widow with a secret, irreverent and high-spirited, has constructed impenetrable walls against all men. When she and Raven meet again, strong wills clash. Political intrigues and a dreaded nemesis place his life at risk, and Samantha finds herself in a dire predicament. All the while, passion soars.
Can Samantha’s barriers fall with more kisses?
Can Raven be released from his deathbed vow?
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“I do hope that none of the rakish kind will offer for my basket. Men do feel widows are fair game. I’m not sure how I would handle such rakes. I have insufficient experience, but I suppose I will have to learn.”
“My dear Samantha, do you expect me to believe that in these past three years, you haven’t encountered disreputable men?” He laughed, “I do believe you will have a sufficient amount of reputable young men who will bid on you and your picnic basket. After all, it’s for a good cause, isn’t it? But I do hope you will keep your conversation light, or you will suffer the young man to have indigestion or apoplexy.”
Impishly, she said, “I deserved that. I like your sense of humor. It’s also good to hear you laugh. We do battle well.” Perhaps he could be a man of consequence?
“Indeed, but I warn you, I have not started my retaliation. When one acquires an enemy, I don ‘t believe in keeping him or her closer; however, I might make an exception for you.”
“Oh, No, I’m not your enemy, Your Grace. Please don’t consider me as one.”
“Perhaps if you try hard, you can change my mind,” a small grin curled his lips.
“What would I have to do?” her large eyes implored.
“I leave that to your resourcefulness…and mine…under a starlit night with nothing but our naked imaginations.”
“Sweet heaven,” she muttered, cheeks crimson.
Fall in love with Romance all over again
with author Sandra Masters
From a humble beginning in Newark, New Jersey, a short stay at a convent in Morristown, N.J. at the age of fourteen, Sandra Masters retired from a fantastic career for a play broadcasting company in Carlsbad, California, and settled in the rural foothills of the Sierras of Yosemite National Park with her husband, Ron, and two dogs, Silky and Sophie. She traded in the Board Rooms for the Ballrooms of the Regency Era and never looked back.
She wrote her first book at the age of thirteen and since then she’s always traveled with pen and notebook for her writing experiences. It’s been the journey of ten thousand miles with a few steps left to go. She deemed it a pleasure to leave the corporate world behind decades later.
Nothing she expected, but everything she desired. Her business card lists her occupation as Living The Dream.
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