Friday, May 05, 2017

Promo: AMOROUS REDEMPTION by FAYE HALL

1.  Tell us about your release.  
Amorous Redemption is about Phoebe Porter who, in fear for her life, runs away from her arranged marriage.  She is found and captured by Duncan MacAllester, the bounty hunter who had been sent after her.  She finds herself willing to offer him anything to stop him returning her to her life.

2.  What makes your story special to you?  
Amorous Redemption has been an idea in my head for years.  My great grandmother and her family actually owned Inkerman Downs Station (the station often mentioned in the book).  There was a bit of scandal about her marriage that caused a rift between the families.  It was this actual piece of history that birthed the idea of the story.  Script was written and sent of to the publisher.  Short and sweet really.
3.  When did you first realize you wanted to be a writer? 
I used to write my parents short stories and poems at primary school from a very young age.  By the time I reached high school I began to write romances, stories that very sweet and innocent.  By 16 years of age I had written my first full length novel.
4. What is a typical writing day like?
In a nutshell I write when I can.  Of our 9 children, 6 are still at home and in school so life gets extremely busy.  Not to mention my husband who is a shift worker
5. Do you have an interesting writing quirk or habit?
I tend to hum weird little tunes when I'm stuck on a part.  I also struggle with blurbs and synopsis writing so I delete a lot of things and get up and walk around to try and get my focus.
6. What was one of the most surprising things you learned as a published author?
Just how big a sea it is to try and be seen in.  It can be very overwhelming. 
7. What authors or friends influenced you in helping you become a writer?
My mother was always my biggest supporter when I was younger.  She read and listened to everything I wrote no matter when.  Still today she gives me ideas for stories.  And my husband is my inspiration.  He helps me with every aspect of my writing - even designs my website.
8. What does your family think about your career as a published author?
They are all extremely supportive.  My children tell everyone their mummy's an author.
9. Besides writing, what other interests do you have? 
I love gardening - my husband has built us a greenhouse.  It's a passion he and I share.  I also love cooking, especially my grandmother's recipes.
10. Can you tell us about what’s coming up next for you writing wise?
I’m finalising a script called Heart of Stone.  It is a beautiful romance that comes out of the horror of the Australian slave trade.  I'm also in the process of finishing a seven book series about the passionate sins of mankind.

11. How can readers connect with you online? 
Easiest way to contact me would be on my Facebook page https://www.facebook.com/faye.hall.3363 and website http://www.faye-hall.com

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About Faye Hall:

Faye Hall's passion driven, mystery filled books are set in small townships of North Queensland, Australia during the late 1800's.

Each of her novels bring something symbolically Australian to her readers, from Aboriginal herbal remedies, to certain gemstones naturally only found in this part of the world.

Each of her books tell of a passionate connection between the hero and heroine, surrounded and threatened by deceit, scandal, theft and sometimes even murder.

These romances swerve from the traditional romances as Faye aims to give her readers so much more intrigue, whilst also revealing the hidden histories of rural townships of North Queensland.

Faye finds her inspiration from the histories of not only the township she grew up in, but the many surrounding it. She also bases most of her characters on people she has met in her life.


Faye was able to live her own passion driven romance, marrying the love of her life after a whirlwind romance in 2013. Together they are raising their 9 children in a remote country town in northern Queensland, Australia.


EXCERPT
Duncan turned to her, obviously annoyed by her continued stubbornness.  “Damn it, Phoebe.  There are far worse men out there your family could send after you than me.”
“I don’t care,” she replied sternly.  “Either you keep me safe away from what awaits me at Inkerman Downs Station or I shall find a man who can.”
Phoebe stood firm watching as Duncan approached her, his steps measured. 
“Have you any idea how dangerous it is for a woman such as yourself out here in the Australian bush?” Duncan asked her.  “We are miles away from civilization, and practically rubbing shoulders with creatures that either want to kill you or eat you.”
“I don’t care,” Phoebe said, her stubbornness continuing.  “I won’t go back there.”
“But why?” Duncan asked.  “I don’t understand your continued resistance.”
Phoebe felt her restraint crumbling under his continual questioning.  She wanted to appear only a figure of strength before this man, but Phoebe knew her fear would be her weakness.
“Have you any idea what it is like to live in fear each day not knowing what your family has planned for you?” Phoebe asked him, spitting the words at him like poison.  “Have you any idea what it is like being afraid of every man you meet, wondering if this is the man your family has sold you to?”
Phoebe took a steadying breath, feeling her tears threatening, knowing she had to reign back in some of her control.
“I won’t go back, Duncan...not to my family nor to Gordon.  I will not go back to be the wife of some monster to be beaten and raped and treated little better than the scum on the bottom of his boot!”
“But I don’t understand,” Duncan asked, his brow furrowed in confusion.  “If you were my fiancé-”
“But I am not your fiancé!” Phoebe yelled back at him.  “I am nothing more than your redemption!”
“My redemption?” Duncan asked.
Watching as Duncan’s face filled with clear annoyance at her choice of words, Phoebe began to wonder if she should have made that last remark about their relationship over the last few days. 
“My redemption?” Duncan asked again.  “You think I’ve been sleeping with you for money?”
Feeling suddenly nervous at the stony cold tone in Duncan’s voice, Phoebe fidgeted with her fingers uncertainly.   
“Why else would a man like you be so eager to crawl between my thighs?” Phoebe asked, her words far harsher than she had intended.
“Your family paid me to return you, sweetheart!” Duncan exclaimed in an angry tone unlike any she had heard before.  “They never paid me to sleep with you!”
Phoebe struggled to hold back her tears.  “My family would have paid you to do whatever you had to to get me to go back with you, Duncan...including seduce me.”
Phoebe wiped a tear away from her cheek in pure frustration that she should show such weakness in front of this man.
“You are no different to my fiancé,” Phoebe said angrily.  “I am nothing more to you than an exchange of goods for money.”
She couldn’t understand why but Duncan appeared pained upon hearing her words.
“Exchange of goods?” he asked, his words laced with more hurt then irritation now.  “You really think I was paid to seduce you?  You actually think I was paid to sleep with you...to take your purity?”
Phoebe nodded silently, not trusting herself to speak.
Walking up to her, Duncan stopped just inches from her, all harshness gone from his features.
“It was you who walked past me at the waterhole that day as naked as the day you were born.  When I went to you, you didn’t push me away, nor did you tell me to stop.  You welcomed me with open arms, Phoebe.”
Phoebe let out a steadying sigh, knowing what he said to be true.
“I had little choice.  I was scared of what you might to do me should I refuse you.”
Reaching his hand to behind her head, his fingers laced in her hair.  Pulling her to him, his lips embraced hers hard and painful.  Releasing her from his hold, Duncan took a single step back away from her.
“Your family was paying me extra to ensure I didn’t sleep with you, Phoebe.” Duncan spat the words at her.
With that Duncan turned away from her and walked back to the horse, swinging himself up into the saddle.

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