Latest Book: A Tryst of Fate
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H.C Brown is a multi published, bestselling author of, Historical, Paranormal, Sci-Fi, Fantasy, BDSM, Time Travel, Action Adventure and Contemporary Romance. "I write tender erotic romance, always with a happy ending."
H.C writes under the pen name Pia Moonglow for YA Fantasy. Living in Australia with her own alpha male, HC enjoys walking hand in hand along the beautiful Gold Coast beaches.
Q: What’s the first thing you did when you received word you’d sold a book?
A: Sat stunned for some time before doing the Happy Dance.
Q: What part of the book is the easiest for you to write? Why? What part of the book is the hardest for you? Why?
A: I'll put the answers together. I don't find any part of a book harder or easier to write. I enjoy writing the story usually flows without any problems at all.
Q: Who is your favorite character in your book and why?
A: Alexander. He is a gay man living in a time when being discovered as homosexual could lead to the hangman's noose.
He is gentle and only desires the right to love whomever he chooses.
Q: What hobby do you enjoy when not writing?
A: I paint characters from my books and I enjoy the beach.
Q: What is your favorite romance book that you’ve read?
A: The Outlander Series by Diana Gabaldon. She weaves a magic in her stories I find hard to resist.
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After inheriting a Georgian house in London Colt Daniels, millionaire art dealer, becomes obsessed with a portrait of the home's former owner, Lord Alexander Swift. Searching for information, Colt goes into the cellar where Alexander Swift and his lover Fitzhugh mysteriously disappeared. When his flashlight fails, Colt finds himself transported to 1775 and comes face to face with the man of his dreams. In a time when man-love led to the hangman's noose, can colt convince Alexander he is the man's destiny?
Colt Daniels lifted his bidder's card. "Thirty thousand."
"The bid is thirty thousand pounds. Come now, ladies and gentlemen, this portrait of Lord Alexander Swift by Benjamin West is dated 1775 and is in extraordinarily fine condition." The auctioneer at Sotheby's surveyed the silent crowd with a critical gaze.
Taking a casual pose, Colt flicked his gaze to the opposing bidder. The man in the slick Italian business suit met his gaze with a slow smile. Colt lifted his chin and stared at the painting. From the moment he had laid eyes on the portrait of the handsome young man in the Sotheby's catalogue, he had wanted to buy the painting. Lord Alexander Swift's troubled gaze held a distant loneliness, as if reaching out to Colt across the centuries.
A strange twist of fate had brought him to London with the inheritance of the townhouse once owned by Lord Swift in Berkeley Square the gift coming from a distant relative on his thirtieth birthday. Over the past year, he had restored the house to its former beauty and now he required this painting to complete the task. During the years Lord Swift had owned the property, the painting had hung at the top of the stairs, facing the front door. For some unexplained reason, Colt had a compelling desire to finish the house by restoring the painting to its original position, in time for the anniversary of Alexander's death on June 4.
"Forty thousand." The man in the suit lifted his bidder's card.
Colt sighed. With his fortune to back him and the prestige as owner of some of the most prestigious art galleries around the world, he rarely had people bid against him for very long. They should know better. If Colt Daniels wanted a painting, Colt Daniels would go to any price to secure a purchase. He cleared his throat. "Seventy… thousand… pounds." He shot the opposing bidder a cold stare.
After the usual pause, the hammer came down and Colt moved to the clerk to settle the account. "Have it shipped to 42 Berkeley Square, Mayfair." He turned and strolled back to the painting to gaze at Alexander.
Warmth pooled around Colt's heart, He touched the man's pale cheeks and ran a finger over the long blond curls, tied back in a queue. The young man appeared to be about eighteen in the portrait, slight of build with delicate features, yet Colt's research revealed, West had completed the portrait by Swift's twenty-fifth birthday, the day he had inherited great wealth and lands from his father. Colt rubbed his chin. One would think His Lordship should be overjoyed on such an occasion, and yet Alexander's blue gaze followed him with heart-wrenching sadness.
"West has captured the essence of his subject, don't you think?"
Colt turned to see business suit gazing at him with a friendly smile. "Essence?"
"My name is Jake Williams. You may have heard of me?" replied business suit in a cultured Boston accent.
"Can't say that I have, sorry."
"Ah--so you don't know about the letters." Jake Williams inclined his head toward the portrait. "The love letters between Alexander and the Hon. David Fitzhugh. In a time when the crime of sodomy held the death penalty, to write love letters to a man… my God, can you imagine the implications?"
Colt straightened his shoulders. "You have these letters?"
"I most certainly do! Copies of the original documents are in my book, The Gay Lords." Jake took a card from his jacket and gave it to Colt. "I know you're restoring Alexander's house; perhaps we could meet over lunch and I'll give you the details I didn't put into print."
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A Tryst of Fate and three autographed Tryst of Fate cover flats in PDF format for e-readers. Winners picked at random from comments on my blog on 26 February.