I'm always happy to learn about the new authors - new authors are the lifeblood of the line, the ones who will take it into the future.
Michelle's very first Modern/Presents title The Rings That Bind was published on August 1st - so you should be able to see it on the bookshop shelves now.
Or you can be in with a chance to win a copy by chatting with Michelle today - about romance of course!
Welcome, Michelle.
“It’ll never
last.”
Those were the
oft repeated words imparted to my twenty year old self when I got engaged to my
now husband. Indeed, my own mother gave us two weeks. In fairness, we had only
been together for a couple of months. When we married a year later, she
generously gave us two months.
Two kids and
fifteen years of marriage later, and we’re still together, still happy. I so
wish I’d put a bet on us!
I have no magic
formula to give but I knew he was ‘the one,’ simply because he made me feel the
way I’d always hoped a man would make me feel, the way the heroes of my beloved
Mills & Boon books made their heroines feel. Okay, so my hubby isn’t a
billionaire (shame) but he is tall, dark and gorgeous (to me). He’s an alpha
male but happy to be bossed around by little old me. Through the years there
have been occasions when I would have gladly throttled him (and vice-versa) but
I’ve never regretted a minute of it.
When I think of
all the romantic gestures he’s made, all of which I could count on one hand (I
never said he was perfect!), the one that stands out the most was when he
proposed. I was working shifts in a pub to bring in some extra money and had
been asked to help out in the kitchen of another pub whose staff had all walked
out – two weeks before Christmas. My boss and I spent the day cooking Christmas
dinner for around fifty pensioners and by the end of it, we were shattered. I
remember sitting in the restaurant in my filthy chef whites, stinking like a
chip-pan, my hair a greasy mess, just taking a breather, when my boyfriend
walked in. He’d been working in the same locale and decided to pop in to see
me. He joined me at the table, which was littered with rubbish from the dinner,
including cracker hats and toys. Nestled in amongst the mess was a plastic
cracker ring. He simply smiled at me, passed me the ring, and said, “Marry me.”
How could I
refuse?
It always makes
my heart sing when I remember that moment, when the man I loved saw me looking
What’s the most
romantic gesture you’ve experienced? What memory makes your heart sing the
most? I’d love to hear your stories.
There’s a copy of my debut Mills & Boon Modern / Harlequin Presents, The Rings That Bind up for grabs – a winner will be selected at random from the commentators.
There’s a copy of my debut Mills & Boon Modern / Harlequin Presents, The Rings That Bind up for grabs – a winner will be selected at random from the commentators.
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