When I wrote Prelude for a Lord , I admit I put Lord Dommick’s home in there deliberately. I had visited Newstead Abbey in Nottingham, England, and fell in LOVE, and I knew I wanted to have that house and grounds in my book somehow. So when coming up with Dommick’s character and family, I modeled his family seat, Terralton Abbey, after Newstead Abbey, which was the home of the poet Lord Byron. This is the front of the house, including the circular driveway that Dommick drives up to. I placed the front door a little differently but essentially Terralton Abbey looks the same. Here is what the front of the house looked like in 1880: This is the back of the house with one of its lovely gardens: Here is the square pool and woody lawn area where Alethea plays with Margaret: And here is the lovely river bank and grotto where Alethea and Dommick kiss: Sigh! I wish I could go back there again! Stay tuned for a big PRELUDE FOR A LORD giveaway sometime in mid to late Septe

I'm working on my romantic suspense manuscript, GONE MISSING, which will be out with Love Inspired Suspense in May next year. Thought I'd post this sneak peek! The heroine in this story is Joslyn, and this is from the point of view of Clay, the hero. He looked over at her. She was finally asleep, her head leaning against the window. She looked soft and vulnerable, not like the woman who’d pulled a gun, ready to fire at the two thugs after them and all the Mexican gang members in that parking lot. She’d been scared, but she’d been ready to do what she had to in order to protect them. If he’d had a normal life and a normal past, he wouldn’t mind getting to know her, all facets of her personality, from her vulnerable side, to the woman with a conceal and carry license, to the woman who had been hurt in her past. But he didn’t have a normal life—he’d worked for a mob family. He’d done terrible things that he couldn’t undo. He’d gone to prison. He’d even chased away the only

Yes, you read that right! I have a Christian Regency romantic mystery novel releasing … tomorrow? I think? Called Prelude for a Lord , and I’m writing it under a pen name, Camille Elliot. Neat, huh? Here’s the back cover blurb: An awkward young woman. A haunted young man. A forbidden instrument. Can the love of music bring them together . . . or will it tear them apart? Bath, England—1810 At twenty-eight, Alethea Sutherton is past her prime for courtship; but social mores have never been her forté. She might be a lady, but she is first and foremost a musician. In Regency England, however, the violin is considered an inappropriate instrument for a lady. Ostracized by society for her passion, Alethea practices in secret and waits for her chance to flee to the Continent, where she can play without scandal. But when a thief’s interest in her violin endangers her and her family, Alethea is determined to discover the enigmatic origins of her instrument . . . with the help of the da