Hello Sunshines! I have the huge pleasure to be today’s stop on the brilliant blog tour for; Fair Weather Enemies by Sawyer North, this book looks amazing is heading right to the top of ‘Next to buy’ list, I have an excellent exclusive excerpt to share with you all. As always, sit back grab that cuppa and enjoy.
Fair Weather Enemies by Sawyer North
Publication Date: February 10, 2020
Publisher: Entangled Publishing/Scandalous
Format: Paperback & eBook; 270 Pages
Genre: Historical Romance
The Hancocks and Ashfords have had a long-standing feud between their families long before Miss Jane Hancock couldn’t stand the sight of gentleman farmer Adam Ashford. But after both families fall on hard times and an unscrupulous creditor forces Jane and Adam to sign a devil’s bargain, they’ll finally understand the true meaning of keeping your enemies close at hand.
The terms of this bargain? Locate a lost treasure shrouded in deception and mystery.
The catch? Only one can claim it to win…the loser is left to ruin.
As Jane and Adam embark on a trek throughout England they plan to hate their adversary, no matter how attractive, generous, and kind they are.
Sometimes, plans change…
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Exclusive Excerpt
Adam settled into distraught silence as the full force of the quandary hit home. Ashford land had remained intact for nearly two centuries, and he would be the one to lose it. His head fell into his hands and he squeezed his temples. Why hadn’t his father, apparent giver of sage advice, prepared him for this? Why had he not been more forthcoming about the family’s tenuous financial position?
“If only the letter had been right,” he mumbled mournfully. “Glasgow and Edinburgh, indeed.”
He heard Miss Hancock rise from her chair but didn’t lift his head until a touch on his shoulder caused him to flinch. He looked up to find her peering at him with narrowed eyes and a fine crease between her sweeping eyebrows.
“Mr. Ashford. What do you mean regarding Glasgow and Edinburgh?”
The question perplexed him further. How could she not know his meaning? What was her game?
“Glasgow and Edinburgh,” he repeated with mild mockery. “From the first line of the letter.”
The surprise that lit her face erased some of his doubt. She appeared thoroughly confused. He stood to face her.
“What is it, Miss Hancock? What do you know?”
She stared at him for several seconds before reaching into her reticule. Her hand emerged clutching a familiar folded paper.
“Your copy of the letter?”
“Perhaps not a copy.” She opened the document. “Mine is entitled ‘Initium’. The first two lines read, ‘Liverpool, Leeds, a fortress unseen. A cross to denote the point to set sail.’”
Adam’s breath caught. Without thinking, he reached into his jacket to produce his family’s copy of the letter. He carried it with him always since the day his dying father had bequeathed it to him. He opened it carefully and read the first two lines.
“Mine is entitled ‘Sequitur’. It reads, ‘Edinburgh, Glasgow, the castle between. An arrow revealing the start of the trail.’”
He glanced up to find Miss Hancock’s features wracked with injured betrayal. She shook her head slowly. “The letters are a lie. A ruse intended to keep us from the gold.”
Adam numbly agreed with her assessment. “It would seem so. We have been duped twice over and ruined as a result.”
Mrs. Byrd’s whispering drew his attention. She stared fixedly at the ceiling, her lips mouthing the lines from the letters. Then she erupted to her feet.
“No! Not a lie! Not a ruse!” Her voice quivered with epiphany.
Miss Hancock grabbed her hand. “Auntie. What do you mean?”
“Don’t you see, Jane? The letters are not fabrications. They are two parts of the same letter! In Latin, initium means start and sequitur means follow.”
Adam’s curiosity drove him toward Jane’s aunt. “Please explain, Mrs. Byrd.”
Hester began reciting breathlessly, interleaving lines. “Liverpool, Leeds, a fortress unseen. Edinburgh, Glasgow, the castle between. A cross to denote the point to set sail. An arrow revealing the start of the trail.”
Adam’s stomach flipped as chaotic thoughts rampaged through his mind. The lines rhymed. Two parts of the same letter. Four cities, not two. Dared he hope? Miss Hancock seemed just as taken with the notion as she whispered the lines. Then her hand flew to her mouth in astonishment. She knew something. He gripped her wrist most indecorously.
“What are you thinking, Miss Hancock?”
She peered up at him with wide eyes. “A map. We need a map of Britain.”
Barlow pointed to the wall. “Just there.”
Without a word, she stripped away the pair of ribbons holding her hair in place. Long locks unwound to drape across her back and shoulders, full and soft, the color something akin to intractable mud. No, he amended. More like freshly turned earth left in the wake of the plow before spring planting. He shook his head vigorously to remind himself that she was still a Hancock, and therefore, quite beneath his attention. Meanwhile, she hurried to the map.
“Mr. Barlow, if you please.” She offered the solicitor a ribbon. “Stretch this between Edinburgh and Liverpool.”
Barlow accepted the ribbon and did as she instructed. Adam stepped nearer, his curiosity raging. Miss Hancock wove her arms between Barlow’s and stretched the other ribbon between Glasgow and Leeds. Then she cocked her head toward Adam triumphantly.
“Where do the ribbons cross?”
He stepped toward the map, incredulous. “Carlisle.” He glanced at her and then the map again. “A cross to denote the point to set sail!”
About the Author
After self-publishing science fiction novels over a period of years, I made the truly odd move into historical romance. Although romance is a strong thread in nearly all my works, I came to straight-up, nothing-but-romance only after turning fifty. Since then, I am plagued by the question, “What took me so long?” My awakening began rather innocuously when I casually watched the 2015 version of Poldark. Before I knew, I was falling headlong into the abyss of historical romance and read fifteen such novels over a three-month span. However, no number could sufficiently scratch my itch for more, so I did what any writer would do and began constructing stories of my own. In April of 2019, I received my first contract with Entangled Publishing.
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Blog Tour Schedule
Dogo and visit the other blogs on this blog tour.
Monday, February 10
Review at Historical Romance Lover
Tuesday, February 11
Review at Gwendalyn’s Books
Wednesday, February 12
Excerpt at Historical Fiction with Spirit
Saturday, February 15
Review at Historical Graffiti
Sunday, February 16
Review at Locks, Hooks and Books
Tuesday, February 18
Interview at Passages to the Past
Wednesday, February 19
Excerpt at Chicks, Rogues and Scandals
Saturday, February 22
Excerpt at The Lit Bitch
Monday, February 24
Review at Passages to the Past
Tuesday, February 25
Excerpt at What Is That Book About
Giveaway
During the Blog Tour, we are giving away a $10 Amazon Gift Card! To enter, please use the Gleam form here – Fair Weather Enemies
Giveaway Rules
– Giveaway ends at 11:59 pm EST on February 25th. You must be 18 or older to enter.
– Paperback giveaway is open to US only.
– Only one entry per household.
– All giveaway entrants agree to be honest and not cheat the systems; any suspicion of fraud will be decided upon by blog/site owner and the sponsor, and entrants may be disqualified at our discretion.
– The winner has 48 hours to claim prize or a new winner is chosen.
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Thank you so much for hosting the Fair Weather Enemies blog tour!
Amy
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