Do you like Characters From Different Series Interacting Between Books?
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| ANOTHER NIGHT FALLS |
Tomorrow- Ocotber 15- is the release of Another Night Falls, Part III of the Tides of Charleston.
Ya'll know that I love a good family saga and I'm kinda partial to American History. Another Night Falls is the end of the Tides of Charleston Series, but it isn't my only American Revolution saga.
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| RUSE OF LOVE |
In the first two books of the Tides of Charleston Series, Sumner is an interesting secondary character. Sumner is the half-brother of Catherine Blankenship and bastard son of a British Governor. Sumner shocks his sister by taking up arms against the British. Sumner has grown up in the wealth that his father's position and status allowed. So how could Sumner side with the Patriot cause?
Taking a small excerpt from The Promise when Catherine finds out that Sumner is a Patriot...
“Why would William lie? He knows we are
loyal subjects to the crown!” Cathryn declared in fury.
“Calm yourself, Cathryn. Much has changed
since you left. Your father, himself, was sympathetic to some of the unjust
laws fostered upon the colonist,” Juriah said firmly. “Sumner said nothing
because he knew you would react in the manner you have done. He didn’t want you
upset with all you have gone through. In essence, it has no effect upon you as
of yet.”
“He couldn’t betray Father!”
“No, Cathryn, he would never betray your
father. But he is young and brash and dreams the world as he wants to see it,
fired by idealism to create a new world,” she said simply. “He loved the
Colonel and admired him greatly. Did you know that the man that killed your
father was from a leading Loyalist family? I believe there were many factors.
You will need to talk with him when you get control of your feelings. Ask
yourself if it’s so important at the moment?"So from that excerpt, one can assume that Sumner is his own man set to make his way in the world.
The next excerpt comes from Ruse of Love...different series, but set in the same time and place...here Jonathan is riding along side Sumner.
Within the hour, Jonathan found
himself mounted next to Major Sumner Meador. Meador himself headed out to his
home, Elm Bluffs, with family issues of his own, but neither man exchanged
specifics of their issues.
Riding in silence for a time,
Meador said directly, “Something bothering you, Doc?”
Glancing over at Sumner, Jonathan
shrugged. “Just wondering about how the whole of the army is handled here in
Charles Town. Doesn’t it bother you? Men coming in and out. Running in battle.
No one listens to the commander of the army…”
“Hold on, Doc,” Meador cautioned.
“You don’t know these men, lived with them. I don’t know how it’s been where
you’ve been, but down here, we’ve always looked after our own. These men have
their families to look after. Leaving them alone means they’re unprotected from
a lot more than ’em Brits. You haven’t seen a farm after an Indian attack and
you don’t want to. Or try picking up the pieces after a raid. These men take a
stand and it leaves their families vulnerable and they ain’t at home to protect
’em. So don’t sit in judgment of people you don’t know anything about.”
“I think it is an excuse, Meador.
We all have our issues and losses. No, here everyone wants to be in command. Seems
to take offense when given an order. If you ask me, men are looking for a
reason to justify a grudge. We fight more with ourselves than the British…”
“Suppose you may be right,” Meador
interrupted. “I’ve been around it too long to notice.”
Just didn't feel right, Jonathan
thought, but he didn’t have time to contemplate more. Sumner eyed him.
"Now, I'm just wondering, Doc.
Do you do that often?"
"Do what?"
"Make friends like you did.
You know what I mean. Rile up the troops like you did yesterday."
"Said what needed to be
said."
"If you think so," Sumner
said plainly. "But I'll give you fair warning. You won't do that often
around here and live."
A great start to a friendship...
Sumner Meadow's character screamed to me that he needed his own book. So here it is...
Another Night Falls...
A short excerpt....
Sumner settled the girl in the
front bedroom of the house. He laid the mystery lady down on the bed. What the
bloody hell had happened here? Who was this woman? She hadn’t the look of a
homeless wanderer. Moreover what was she doing in his house?
The room looked as though she lived
within it, littered with female garments. A dress hung over the back of a
hardback chair. Slippers sat on the underside of the bed. Running his hand
through his hair, his gaze fell back upon her. He studied her while he felt the
bump on her head, a large bump.
With his touch, she began to mutter
unintelligible words. At least he hadn't killed the poor thing. He hadn't known
what to expect when he entered the stable and saw the horse. The house in the
darkness had given no indication of someone lived in his house, no light, no
noise. Seeing the horse put him on immediate alert.
He heard crackling of leaves and
trigs when he dismounted. He eased off and waited. He attacked with the same
force he would have a man. He hadn’t intended to harm a young woman, especially
one as beautiful as she. Or was it the moonlight that had shone down upon her?
He watched her breathing. His eyes
inspected her from her lovely face sweeping down her body to her bare feet. He
hadn't looked upon a woman in this manner for a long time. The fabric of the
white nightgown hung from her shoulders, leaving her arms bare and revealed the
swell of her breasts, falling loose around her petite body. Her hair as dark as
midnight hung, unbound, over her shoulders and down her back. He wondered what
color her eyes were, but her features were fine.
Uncomfortable, she squirmed. One of
her dainty hands folded into a fist and hit against the mattress, twisting and
turning. Of course she was! He had
knocked her out, but Lord, he must be in a bad state, for he couldn't take his
eyes off of her. Questions raked his mind. Who was she? Why became clear as he
thought. She was running, hiding. She had to be or she wouldn't be in such an
isolated homestead. Was she running from her father, an abusive husband? In
that he didn't know.
A few things he could discern about
her while he watched her. She didn't frighten easily. She knew how to fight.
And by God, she was beautiful.
Another Night Falls has it all...literally. Action, romance, adventure, intrigue...
Sumner Meador is one of my all time favorite characters. I look at him as the prototype for the American Cowboy. Read it and let me know what your think! Tomorrow!
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