Skip to main content

Scandalously Yours


Buy links:
Amazon.com— http://amzn.to/1QG7y2d
All Romance Ebooks-- http://bit.ly/1Vk1rED
Books will also be available at barnesandnoble.com and iTunes (Apple), but buy links are not yet available for them.
*****


My story in the amazing box set Scandalously Yours is The Brass Octopus. I wrote it as a fun read. It’s a Victorian romance, but also a steampunk romance. Though you don’t need to know anything about steampunk to enjoy the novella. Piety, A prim and proper librarian finds herself in a quite scandalous position due to the attentions of a notorious rogue, Blake Blackmore.
Can a prim librarian make a rogue smile...Can a lovable rogue make a librarian wild?
Spinster Librarian Piety Plunkett is happy alone with her books, until her sister transforms her with a brass octopus beautifying machine. With her new look, the librarian catches the lusty attentions of a notorious rogue. Blake Blackmore enjoys the favors of beautiful women from the brothels of London to high society's most fashionable debutantes, but only the spinster librarian consumes his mind night and day. Piety insists she will not wed but devote her life to her position as head librarian.
Blake takes matters into his own hands, and in three passion filled lessons, he tutors her in carnal pleasure. Now that she is sharing her body, instead of just her books, Piety is shocked yet pleased at how naughty she can be. But if anyone finds out about what goes on in the library after closing time her reputation would be ruined. Is that Blake's ultimate plan?
The Brass Octopus is very Victorian except for the gadgets and two changes for women: wearing pants and inventing machines are now proper and lady-like in The Brass Octopus, that’s where Steampunk comes into the story. As a writer, Steampunk offers incredible freedom. I can let go of historical restraints and let my imagination run wild. As it’s alternative history, I get to play around with the past and improve upon it, change it for the better, make it more exciting, I can do anything I want. I love writing and reading Steampunk. It’s the craziest genre there is and the most fun.
My favorite thing about the genre is the gadgets are mind blowing, amazing. It’s not like, oh that’s so technically advanced, what genius came up with that. It’s like, oh that’s so magical, what artist created that, I want to play with that all day. In The Brass Octopus the machine is shaped like an octopus and it’s a beautifying machine, invented by Piety’s sister.


Excerpt:
“That is why we cannot waste a moment more.” Polly dropped her arm from Piety’s shoulders and grabbed her sister’s hand, pulling her into the dressing room. “Wait until you see my latest invention.” She pointed to a large brass octopus standing in the corner.
Held on a brass stand, its bottom was fashioned in the shape of an x, with a thin straight pole to the back of the head jointed to another rod so it could be adjusted. Two molded eyes on the side of its head stared at her. Eight long arms reached out from the tiny body beneath its gleaming head, and directly underneath stood a brass stool.
“This will make you even more beautiful than you are.” Polly walked over to the brass sea creature and reaching up, she patted its large head.
“Is it the pregnancy? Is that what has caused you to lose your mind?”
“This machine is fabulous.” Polly gestured to her to sit on the stool. “Try it.”
Piety scratched her head. “It’s good the Queen encourages all housewives to develop their creativity by crafting gadgets like the ones in Loudon’s book, to make life easier for them and their families, but I fear you’ve taken it too far.”
Each of the eight burnished arms held something in the suction cups attached on the end, where hands would be on a human. An open tin of rouge in one arm, the second, grasped a cosmetic brush and powder puff, in the third lay a tin of powder, an unwrapped silk paper container of red lipstick in the fourth, the fifth arm clutched a small bottle of hair oil, the sixth held a hairbrush, while the seventh grasped a fancy glass container of French perfume and the eighth arm lay empty.
Polly took Piety’s spectacles off.
“I need those.”
“For reading. You don’t need them right now or at the ball. You’ll be dancing, not reading books.”
She sat on the stool with the octopus behind her. “What is this?” Her upper back rested against its small, brass body.
“You will see. Just sit still so the machine can work its magic.” Polly pressed the ruby button on top of the octopus’s head.
The clanking, churning sound caused an on-edge sensation in Piety. As the hand holding the oil moved toward her, she grew shaky. She braced her toes on the floor, ready to lunge off the stool and make a run for it.
The hand holding the oil reached her head, tilted slightly, then straightened after pouring some of its contents on her hair. Her scalp tingled from the warm liquid.
“It tickles, but feels quite nice. What does it do?”
The hand clutching the brush in its suction cup moved toward her. Piety grimaced, fearing it might hit her. She let out a pent up breath, relaxing her neck and shoulder muscles as the brass octopus brushed her hair, spread the oil to her roots and through the strands, and then swept her hair into a pile on top of her head.
“It helps it curl.” Polly grinned as she shoved a wayward blonde strand of her hair out of her face.
The octopus’s hollow head, which ran along the brass pole in back, rose, separating from its body, then swung forward, hovering over Piety. It lowered, inch by inch, until it dropped over her head, covering her hair and forehead.
“This is daft. It has swallowed me.” She cringed as tiny things, she didn’t know what, gripped sections of her hair and twirled it. “What is happening?”
“It curls hair better than any lady’s maid.”
“I do not want my hair curled by a brass octopus.“
“It’s guaranteed to bring out the beauty in everyone. Isn’t it marvelous?”
Before Piety could answer, the arm clutching the powder puff dipped it in the large round tin held in another arm. She had to shut her mouth as the octopus powdered her face.
From inside the octopus’s head, it squirted liquid on her scalp. “It sprayed me.”
“I have always liked your hair, but you say it’s drab. Now it will be a different color. That should make you happy.”
The octopus seemed to be baking her scalp. “Why is it hot?”
“It’s battery-powered rather than clockwork. I needed it to heat to curl hair fast and tight.”
“A battery. Like the galvanic one in The Mummy that resurrected Pharaoh Cheops?”
“Smaller and not as strong. It’s just a lead-acid battery. Remember when Father took us to the seashore for holiday and we flew in the balloon-coach? It’s the same type of battery that powered the lights on in the carriage at night.” Polly flashed a toothy grin at her sister. “It doesn’t bring anything alive except your hair.”
“How fabulous,” she said with full sarcasm. “My head itches.” She wished this would all be over soon. “What color will it be?”
“We won’t know until it’s finished, but whatever it is will be the best color for you.”
Of course, everyone knows if you need beauty advice, just ask a brass octopus. Polly, my only sister or not, I shall kill you when I escape the clutches of this confounded contraption.”
About the Author

Maeve Alpin loves reading and researching ancient history. So it’s only natural that she loves writing historical fantasy and alternative history such as Steampunk. Drawing on her love of a happy ending Maeve has written eight books in the Steampunk romance and Sci-fi romance genres. Maeve lives in Texas with her family, her grown son, her granddaughter, and her cat, Severus. Visit Maeve Alpin at http://MaeveAlpin.com


GIVEAWAY!

Make sure to follow the whole tour—the more posts you visit throughout, the more chances you’ll get to enter the giveaway. The tour dates are here: http://www.writermarketing.co.uk/prpromotion/blog-tours/currently-on-tour/scandalously-yours/




Comments

  1. Hi, Amy! Thank you for featuring our historical box set, Scandalously Yours. Very much appreciated. :) Maeve, awesome premise on your contribution to the set, and what a great snippet. Thanks for sharing. Happy TGIF, everyone!

    ReplyDelete
  2. I couldn't resist the octopus--or Maeve Alpin's great novella about a plain-Jane librarian and the notorious rake who can't resist her! Thanks for hosting our tour today, 6feetunderbooks--I appreciate the exposure for SCANDALOUSLY YOURS, eight awesome stories by bestselling, multipublished authors!

    ReplyDelete
  3. Thanks, Amy, for hosting the Scandalously Yours set today. And another librarian heroine story? Always a good thing.

    ReplyDelete
  4. Thank you so much for hosting Scandalously Yours today and posting the excerpt and info. on my Steampunk Sexy Librarian Victorian Romance tale. I appreciate it so much.

    ReplyDelete

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Possessed by a Vampire by Susan Griscom

Title: Possessed by a Vampire Author: Susan Griscom Genre: Paranormal Romance Hosted by: Lady Amber's PR Blurb: They possess the power to make their dreams come true—but it won’t be easy. Preston Knight—Elvis to his friends—loves being a vampire. The night he was turned was the first step to him becoming the kind of man he always hoped to be. Now, he’s a rock star. What could be better? But the one thing that would make his world complete is just out of reach. The woman he yearns for has some serious secrets, and despite him knowing that she wants him just as much as he wants her, she won’t let him in. Lily Gray never asked to be a vampire. The choice was taken from her eons ago, and things never improved. Now, she finds herself peddling drugs on the streets of San Francisco and playing the part of doting wife to a possessive and sadistic vampire with delusions of grandeur. But family means everything to Lily, and she’s willing to sacrifice everything for it…even her one chance at happi…

Dirty It Up

What happens when authors start discussing the "steam" level of their sex scenes and realize they ran the gauntlet from Naughty to Filthy?

Dirty It Up is born.


A sexy collection of holiday novellas with each story getting dirtier as you go.
Go deep and get dirty this holiday season.

We've been naughty. Now it's your turn...


Naughty Temptation by Amelia Bond
Indecent Holiday by Elizabeth Brown Sordid Games by Elizabeth Kelly Dirty Intentions by Aubrey Bondurant Filthy Appeal by Ramona Gray




5 Stars
5 Amazing Authors
5 Sexy stories
Naughty Temptation by Amelia Bond
Kelsey is coming home for the Christmas.  She is anxious to see her dad, then finds out he is sick and in the hospital with no insurance or money.   Kelsey decides to take over her dad's shift at the trucking company to make some much needed $.  Scott, her neighbor, and bosses son, goes with her for a day on the truck runs.   Things start to heat up in the back of the cab and they can't deny it any more.  Scot…

Dirty it Up - Anthology

What happens when authors start discussing the "steam" level of their sex scenes and realize they ran the gauntlet from Naughty to Filthy?

Dirty It Up is born.


A sexy collection of holiday novellas with each story getting dirtier as you go.
Go deep and get dirty this holiday season.

We've been naughty. Now it's your turn...


Naughty Temptation by Amelia Bond
Indecent Holiday by Elizabeth Brown Sordid Games by Elizabeth Kelly Dirty Intentions by Aubrey Bondurant Filthy Appeal by Ramona Gray




5 Stars
5 Amazing Authors
5 Sexy stories
Naughty Temptation by Amelia Bond
Kelsey is coming home for the Christmas.  She is anxious to see her dad, then finds out he is sick and in the hospital with no insurance or money.   Kelsey decides to take over her dad's shift at the trucking company to make some much needed $.  Scott, her neighbor, and bosses son, goes with her for a day on the truck runs.   Things start to heat up in the back of the cab and they can't deny it any more.  Scot…