Remember me? Miranda Grenville. I was a bit-player in my brother's book Reunited: Marriage in a Million. The bratty sister who made Belle's life a misery.
Anyone but Liz would have shut me up in a cupboard and never let me out again, but she has a lot more imagination that that. It wasn't chance that she called Wedded in a Whirlwind her "Eurydice" book.
She sent me to hell and then, as if that wasn't bad enough, she gave me Nick Jago as my Orpheus. The woman has a sense of humour because Nick, when my screaming disturbed his hangover, wasn't in any mood to offer comfort and sympathy to a damsel in distress. I had to get quite assertive before he finally grasped the seriousness of the situation. Not that I've ever found assertiveness a problem. But I have to admit that with Jago, I pretty much met my match.
So, there we were, trapped underground. Somewhere in the dark I had a bag with half a bottle of water, a cell phone (with no signal) and a packet of mints. All Nick brought to the party was a a bottle of Cordilleran brandy and an itty-bitty archaeologist's trowel. We weren't going to dig our way out with that so we climbed.
In the dark, without sight to fill in the gaps, the other senses become heightened. You hear things in a voice that in sunlight you would overlook. The lightest touch has an intensity. And as you hang between life and death, climbing towards the light, towards life, you share everything, bare your soul and become, for a while, almost one.
There's an excerpt on my website and the book will be available online at Mills & Boon and Harlequin as both print and ebook in October. It will be on sale retail in November.
Here's what Romantic Times had to say about it: --
For chapter one, click here...