Pirate of My Heart
Pirate of My Heart Coming September 2011
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Pirate of my Heart
She gave up everything for a chance at true love . . .
When her doting father dies, Lady Kendra Townsend is given a choice: marry the horrid man of her uncle’s choosing or leave England to risk a new life in America with unknown relatives.
Armed with the faith that God has a plan for her, Kendra boards a cargo ship and soon finds herself swept away by the rugged American sea captain Dorian Colburn. But this adventurous man has been wounded by love before and now guards his independent life.
He wasn’t prepared to give up anything for anyone…
No swashbuckling man needs an English heiress with violet-hued eyes to make him feel again or challenge his faith with probing questions—or so he thinks. It is not until Dorian must save Kendra from the dark forces surrounding her that he decides she may be worth the risk.
“Carie’s talent is to be commended. Whether her books are set during the French Revolution, England’s Regency period or the early days of America’s frontier, she weaves a beautiful tapestry of historical fact, passion and multi-faceted characters into an engaging plot.”—FaithfulReader.com
Review for Pirate of my Heart
The reviews for Pirate of my Heart are rolling in! Here’s one I really enjoyed. http://iblog4books.blogspot.com/2011/07/pirate-of-my-heart-by-jaime-carie.html
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Which Dorian do You Like Best?
I am busy today filling out my Marketing Information Form for my publisher. One of the questions asks for a physical description of my characters. I’ve been looking for photos to represent what I picture them to look like. My hero, Dorian Colburn, is a rugged American sea captain who fights pirates upon occasion. Which photo do you like best for him?
This is pretty perfect but Dorian has blue eyes.
Remember the story Dorian Gray? Creepy!
But this guy looks a lot like my mental image.
What a cute couple! Julianne Hough is a perfect look for Kendra (more on her below) and her then beau, country singer Chuck Wicks, is a good candidate for Dorian. Hey . . . Chuck probably lives in Nashville! I wonder if we could get him to model for the cover!?! LOL! And would he be willing to wear some hair extensions?
Here’s what Kendra (my heroine) thinks of Dorian the first time she sees him:
“Kendra’s glimpse of the man had only lasted a few seconds but his image burned in her mind. She’d never met an American before and he looked as wild as she’d heard them to be, handsome in a rugged way that she was unaccustomed to. His face was tan, so different from the milky white complexions she was used to seeing. He had rather long, dark curling hair that had been brushed back from chiseled features and waved in the breeze. His eyes were a cerulean blue with silver flicks in them and filled with piercing intensity and . . . disdain. Thick black brows arched almost wickedly over his eyes. His chin was square with a small cleft and she sensed he may have a dimple in his left check when he smiled. Small lines stood on either side of his well-molded mouth. His lips were slightly wide with even white teeth peering behind them. Kendra peeked up through her lashes and saw broad shoulders and a wide chest. He looked like a pirate she’d once read about. Goodness Lord, I didn’t know you made such men for real!”
Okay, here are some photos of what I picture the lovely Lady Kendra Townsend to look like: (Her most distinctive feature is bluish-violet eyes) Dorian takes one look at her and thinks, “She is going to be a whole new kind of trouble. He looks down at her, peering from beneath a monsterous purple hat the color of her eyes, and scowls.”
Jaime King has gorgeous eyes!
Julianne Hough is soooo pretty!
Well, back to work. This is so much fun!!!!
Oh Dear, I AM Having Fun With These Two!
Working on my next book and I must say, I am having quite a time with these two characters! It’s old school romance novel sparring and loads of fun! Here’s a short sample of a scene where American Captain Dorian Colburn has escorted his first and only passenger (he was tricked into taking her on board) the lovely Lady Kendra Townsend to his cabin (he is bunking with his first mate and not happy about it):
Her violet eyes flashed as she stopped him with a hand on his arm. It was a mere brush of a touch but his skin felt searing hot and his muscles jumped where her fingertips encountered his upper arm. It took him a moment to be able to concentrate on her tirade.
“I will not be locked up in this stuffy cabin during the entire voyage. You cannot treat me like a prisoner. I am a paid passenger and expect a passenger’s rights.”
Dorian found himself gazing at her lips, thinking how he would like to take her into his arms and kiss her silent. He shook his head trying to rid himself of the sensation that someone had stuffed his mind with wool. “This, my dear Lady Thornton, is not a passenger ship therefore you have no rights. I am captain of this ship and you will obey my orders just like the rest of this crew.” When she opened her mouth to argue Dorian cut her off. “This is for your own good. Don’t tell me you didn’t notice the attention you were receiving from my men.” She looked startled by the statement but he didn’t believe her. She must be aware of her feminine charms. “I will not have my men distracted from their duties to satisfy the vanity of an English lady.”
Kendra gasped as if she’d been slapped. “Your opinion is formed from your vast experience with the ton, I presume? Why, I’m quite certain a man like yourself,” she allowed her glance to flick down to his feet and then back up to his furious gaze with all the condescension she’d seen her Uncle Andrew flay someone alive with, “has attended any number of social events with the aristocracy. Next, you’ll be telling me you are on excellent terms with the king. Ha! You’re little but a heathen and a pirate!” As soon as the words flew from her mouth she stopped, eyes wide as shame filled her. Lord, forgive me. I don’t know what’s come over me!
It’s not my forgiveness that you need to seek. The words thundered in her ears as her face filled with heat. Taking a step back she bit her lower lip and peeked up at the captain’s face, which was ashen with shock and anger. “I’m sorry. That was ill played of me.” Kendra looked at the floor, at his boots and thought she quite deserved to have to polish them. Maybe if she offered . . .
