Dare to Love Extras

Lord Landis and Nivea kissing

Excerpt from Dare to Love

Chapter 1

Adair Landis braced himself on the bed as he gulped in a lungful of air. The scent of perfume and passion spurred him on, and with a few satisfying thrusts, he collapsed onto the quivering body of an obliging, young widow.

That had been a pleasant treat.

He lay there motionless for a minute or two until his heart rate settled, and then he rose from the bed. It was time to go.

He fumbled across the darkened room to find his shirt thrown over the nearby chair, and drew it over his head. Through the cloth, he heard his partner’s muffled sigh. “Oh, Adair, you were wonderful. I never dreamed it could be like that.”

Of course she hadn’t. But she’d been hoping. Dropping hints for several weeks, as a matter of fact. It wasn’t until today that he’d decided to accommodate her. “I’m glad you were pleased.”

She hummed her agreement. Then, in a tentative tone asked, “Can you untie me now?”

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Why Dare to Love?

I’ve been reading romance novels since I was a teenager. I especially love regency romance novels.  I’d always found them a pleasant escape–transporting me to another place and time filled with beautiful people, always resulting in a happy ending.

Then I read the Bridgerton series by Julia Quinn. True, the Bridgertons were all attractive, but the characters in the books were flawed. Wonderfully, beautifully flawed. And I thought–I’d like to read more books like that.

In fact, I’d like to write a book like that. So I did. Instead of being a “diamond of the first water,” the heroine, Nivea, was a plain and rather plump girl, from a kind, but homely family. She’d been in love with her brother’s best friend since she was a girl;-now a grown woman, she’d never found anyone who could compare. Unfortunately, Lord Landis is a notorious rake, who can’t be bothered offering her more than an obligatory dance. 

Fortunately, Nivea is able to show him appearances aren’t everything.  But love can be. 

I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it.

And when you’re done, be sure to read Julia Quinn’s series. Throughout my book, you’ll find the occasional tip of the hat to the Bridgertons.


I confess, I loved Fifty Shades of Grey. Granted it could have used a good editor…and the thought that a 27-year-old guy could be a billionaire, accomplished in flying, sailing, dancing, playing the piano, food, wine and still have time to be a sex-crazed dominant was a little far fetched. But I loved the humor and I especially enjoyed the musical soundtrack. It helped set the mood for all their naughty little adventures.

So when I wrote Dare to Love, I created a playlist. It gave my characters a certain depth and tapped into the emotions of the scenes. I’ll admit, it’s a weird assortment and you may not recognize all the songs, but you’ll get the idea.

  • Mr. Bad Example – Warren Zevon
  • Hole in My Soul – Aerosmith
  • Could it be Magic – Barry Manilow
  • Chrome Plated Heart – Melissa Etheridge
  • Bad Boys Get Spanked – Pretenders
  • Boulevard of Broken Dreams – Green Day
  • Paralyzer – Finger Eleven
  • Uninvited – Alanis Morrisette
  • Ain’t that a Bitch – Aerosmith
  • Everybody Hurts – REM
  • Somebody That I Used to Know – Gotye
  • What a Fool Believes – The Doobie Brothers
  • Poor Poor Pitiful Me – Linda Ronstadt (or Zevon)
  • Tonight – Elton John (George Michael)
  • You Oughta be Home with Me – Barry Manilow
  • You’re my Best Friend – Queen
  • I Will Buy You a New Life – Everclear
  • I Don’t Want to Miss a Thing – Aerosmith


This Renoir is how I picture Nivea and Dare a few years into their marriage
raised flowerbed
The stone wall where Nivea “rides” Dare during Joseph’s birthday party

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