Hello sunshines, I hope you are safe and well?! I have the massive pleasure to be today’s stop on this amazing blog tour for; The Socialite by J’nell Ciesielski, not only will I be telling you all about this gorgeous book, but I also have an exclusive excerpt to share with you all. As always take a seat, grab a cuppa and enjoy!
The Socialite by J’nell Ciesielski
Publication Date: April 14, 2020
Publisher: Thomas Nelson/Harper Collins
Format: Paperback, eBook, AudioBook; 368 Pages
Genre: Fiction/Romance/Historical/20th Century
Glamour, treachery, and espionage collide when an English socialite rushes to save her sister from the Nazis.
As the daughter of Sir Alfred Whitford, Kat has a certain set of responsibilities. But chasing her wayward sister, Ellie, to Nazi-occupied Paris was never supposed to be one of them. Now accustomed to the luxurious lifestyle that her Nazi boyfriend provides, Ellie has no intention of going back to the shackled life their parents dictate for them—but Kat will stop at nothing to bring her sister home.
Arrested for simply trying to defend himself against a drunken bully, Barrett Anderson is given the option of going to jail or serving out his sentence by training Resistance fighters in Paris. A bar owner serves as the perfect disguise to entertain Nazis at night while training fighters right below their jackboots during the day. Being assigned to watch over two English debutantes is the last thing he needs, but a payout from their father is too tempting to resist. Can Barrett and Kat trust each other long enough to survive, or will their hearts prove more traitorous than the dangers waiting around the corner?
If not for the woman in his arms, Barrett would have cracked hours before. Light as a feather, Kat stepped in perfect rhythm to the hideous music Goebbels himself had selected from Charlie and His Orchestra’s greatest hits, the musical pride of the Rhineland. With each brilliant smile she flashed at their fellow dancers, her nails dug further into his shoulder.
“Loosen up that grip or you’ll break my shoulder.”
“What? Oh, sorry.” Her fingers relaxed. “I’m usually very good with a foxtrot.”
“Do you normally dance it surrounded by half of the Third Reich’s propaganda ministry?”
“Then I’ll forgive the distractions.”
The corners of her red mouth flipped up. “Thank you ever so.”
Dressed in deep green satin that dipped low in the back to showcase creamy skin, and soft curls pulled back at the sides with diamond combs, her simple elegance outshone every woman in the place. After days of nagging, he was glad he’d given into her demands that he learn to dance. Integrating into higher circles required the must-learned skill along with eating from the correct fork, and ironing his shirts. Or so she claimed. With her warm to his touch, he had to admit dancing had its advantages over ironing.
His arm circled tighter around her. “If tonight didn’t demand our presence, what would you be doing?”
“Plotting new ways to put strychnine in Eric’s coffee. He boils it so hot, he’ll never notice.”
Barrett laughed, startling the couple next to them into missing a beat. “Imaginative, though I was thinking out of Paris. Outside of the war.”
Her lips pursed in thought, tempting him. “Cocktails followed by supper, then card games while the men finish their brandy, and finally finishing the dreadful evening by dancing with whichever power-hungry bore Mother and Father have lined up for me.”
“As thrilling as that all sounds, I didn’t hear what you would want to be doing.”
Surprise flitted across her face. “I’m not sure. I’ve never been allowed to consider it before.” Her eyebrows knitted together as she drummed her fingernails on the back of his neck. After several seconds, her brow relaxed. “Travel. With no itinerary. And no protocol to adhere to. And cake for breakfast.”
“Yet you’ve never considered it before.”
“I’ve never had the luxury before.”
His fingers brushed the bared skin at the small of her back. Silk was never so soft. “Care for a travel companion?”
“I don’t share cake.”
“All right with me. Never eat much of a breakfast.”
Her fingers curled around the back of his neck, stroking the hairs to stand on end. The green in her eyes glowed like jade. She moved closer, her red lips parting, beckoning. “Your turn.”
His turn. His turn. For what? He dragged his attention from her lips. “My perfect evening might be considered too low-brow for your set.”
“Does it involve explosives?”
His gaze zeroed in on her mouth again, forgetting all manner of distinctions from low to high class. “Fireworks of some kind.”
About the Author
With a passion for heart-stopping adventure and sweeping love stories, J’nell Ciesielski weaves fresh takes into romances of times gone by. When not creating dashing heroes and daring heroines, she can be found dreaming of Scotland, indulging in chocolate of any kind, or watching old black and white movies. Winner of the Romance Through the Ages Award and the Maggie Award, she is a Florida native who now lives in Virginia with her husband, daughter, and lazy beagle.
Blog Tour Schedule
Wednesday, April 1
Review at Passages to the Past
Thursday, April 2
Review at Nurse Bookie
Friday, April 3
Review at YA, It’s Lit
Sunday, April 5
Review at Reading is My Remedy
Monday, April 6
Review at Tar Heel Reader
Tuesday, April 7
Review at Books and Zebras
Wednesday, April 8
Review at Amy’s Booket List
Friday, April 10
Review at Donna’s Book Blog
Monday, April 13
Review at Gwendalyn’s Books
During the Blog Tour, we are giving away 5 copies of The Socialite! To enter, please use the Gleam form here – The Socialite
– Giveaway ends at 11:59 pm EST on April 14th. You must be 18 or older to enter.
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– The winner has 48 hours to claim prize or a new winner is chosen.