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Blog Tour Stop for Within a Captain's Power by Lisa Olech with Excerpt and Giveaway

 

 

Today’s stop is for Lisa Olech’s Within a Captain's Power . We will have info about the book and author, and a great excerpt from the book, plus a great giveaway. Make sure to check everything out and enter the giveaway. Happy Reading :) 

 

 


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Never underestimate the power of a pirate . . .

Captain James Steele is duty bound to capture the privateer Scarlet Night and bring her rebellious crew to England to hang. Then he will leave his majesty’s service, make an upstanding marriage, and join the landed gentry. But the winds of fate are blowing the straitlaced commander utterly off course.

Once aboard, James comes face to face with a pirate boy who is in reality fierce, desperate—and gorgeous—Samantha Christian, on the run from a sadistic Virginia plantation owner. With her identity unbound, the good captain dutifully takes her under his personal command, whereupon decorum goes out the porthole. But while his heart is lost to Samantha by the time they reach England, her noose still awaits. Now James’s sense of duty will be severely tested. As for Samantha, she has a plan, and a duty, of her own . . .

 

 

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Chapter 1 Pleasant Ridge, Virginia — 1715

 

“Are you trying to get yourself killed?” “I’m buying myself some time.” Samantha Christian whispered behind her fan. “You’re buying yourself another beating.” Her companion, Rebecca Whitmore, whispered back. “As long as I know it will be the last, Wessler can do his worst.” The air in the Whitmore’s ballroom was stifling. The room was packed with an overabundance of Virginia’s beautifully dressed elite. Plantation owners with their gossiping wives and pampered daughters wearing their latest Parisian fashions. Political bigwigs vying for attention, and high-ranking British military in crisp, sharp uniforms. All these, and Samantha—in the ill-fitting, cast-off gown of Damian Wessler’s deceased wife. She did her best to blend into the silk damask wallpaper. A mighty challenge wearing the color puce. It was the annual harvest ball. An anticipated favorite in the surrounding community. It would be social suicide not to attend, which is why Wessler agreed to allow Samantha to come, even though he despised her burgeoning friendship with Isabelle Whitmore and her daughter Rebecca. “Fine. We’ll go. But I won’t be spending my money on some foolish new gown. One of Marlene’s will do.” He snatched at her upper arm and gripped it viciously. Samantha shook with the effort not to cry out. “And if I catch you talking to those blasted Whitmore bitches, or you embarrass me in the slightest way, you’ll live to regret it.” He spit between his clenched teeth. It was his favorite expression. “You’ll live to regret it.” There was much Samantha regretted, but it did her little good to go back and try to undo what had already been done. Her only other option was to put her plan in action to leave the vile prison she found herself in, regardless of the unavoidable risk to her health. Wessler’s beating tonight would happen whether she followed his strict dictate or not. She might as well earn it honestly. Samantha fanned at her cheeks. She and Rebecca stood tucked in amongst the huge floral arrangements decorating the room. Magnolias and dogwood perfumed the space. She caught Wessler glaring at them from across the room and massaged the nauseous pitch and roll of her stomach with gloved fingers. “Mother has sent word, but if the Scarlet Night has moved on from their hiding place...” Rebecca clutched at Samantha’s wrist. Pale eyes, wide with concern, met hers. Samantha smiled, trying to reassure the girl. “That’s a chance I’ll have to take.” She closed her fan with a snap, kissed Rebecca’s cheek, and shot a defiant smile in Damian Wessler’s direction. “Now, why don’t you introduce me to the handsome Captain Steele?” Captain James Steele of the Royal British Navy was among the guests at tonight’s ball. He cut a dashing figure in his dress uniform of navy and cream. Broad shoulders filled his gold-trimmed coat. Brass buttons winked in the flicker of the hundreds of candles lighting the room. He wore no wig, choosing to club his hair. The color was a rich auburn that shone to a light ginger in the candlelight. It made the blue of his eyes all the more striking. Taller than the majority, he was by far the most noticeable man in the room. After the proper introductions, he swept her onto the dance floor. “Have you lived in Virginia long, Mistress Christian?” Her gaze darted from Wessler’s livid glare to the handsomeness of Captain Steele. “Six months. However, it feels more like six years.” He grinned. The curve of his mouth revealed a slight dimple in his left cheek. “Do you miss your home so much?” “I do, and my family most of all.” She tried to concentrate on the steps of the dance and boost her fortitude. “I, as well, but soon I’ll happily set sail with orders bringing me back to England. I’m looking forward to autumn in Weatherington.” “Weatherington? Is that where you’re from?” She dared another glance in Wessler’s direction. His glower caused her to falter and step on the captain’s polished boot. “I-I grew up not too far from there in South Oxbridge.” Captain Steele never missed a beat. “You don’t say. I know South Oxbridge well.” He spun her to the music before dipping his head and dropping his voice almost to a whisper. “I must warn you, my lady, there is a gentleman standing off my port side who has the most disagreeable scowl directed at us.” Samantha could almost feel Wessler’s eyes burning holes through her back. She forced a grin. “Does he resemble an overfed hound dog in a wig?” The captain threw back his head and laughed. The sound warmed her clear through and somehow gave her a necessary measure of courage. “Why, yes, now that you mention it, there is something a bit hound dog about him. Who is he? A suitor perhaps? An overprotective uncle? By his expression, perhaps he is your betrothed?” She lifted her gaze from his pristine silk neckcloth. The Captain’s eyes were impossibly blue. They were the sky on a brilliant summer afternoon. “No, he is not my betrothed. He is more my jailer.” Captain Steele laughed again. “Isn’t that somewhat the same thing?” “Spoken like a man who is either terminally single or unhappily betrothed.” “Betrothed, but not unhappily. Impatient. I’m to be wed as soon as I return to England.” Samantha blinked at the quick rush of unexpected disappointment. “Congratulations, Captain. Your fiancée is a lucky woman indeed.” “Thank you. Lillian is lovely. We’re well matched.” “Will you wed in Weatherington?” “Unfortunately, no. Lillian lives in London. She does not share my love of the country. A bit too rustic for her tastes.” “I’m a true country girl, I’m afraid,” Samantha lifted a shoulder in a slight shrug, “but I’ve always longed to see London.” His rust-tinged brows rose. “You didn’t sail from there?” “No, Portsmouth.” Turning once more in the dance, Samantha caught Wessler heading toward them, only to be intercepted by one of the other local plantation owners. He acknowledged the man with a civilized nod. The tolerant set of his jaw told Samantha he’d been caught in conversation. He shot her another dark scowl. “Well, if you ever find yourself back in England, you must allow me to show you London.” Captain Steele’s warm voice softened the edge of Wessler’s threat. “Won’t your Lillian mind?” She blinked up at him. The dimple in his cheek flashed once more. “I suspect she’d frown like your guard dog.” “I can certainly understand why. You are quite handsome.” A darting look told her Wessler still watched. Samantha laid her hand on the lapel of the captain’s jacket. “What is it about a man in uniform that is so appealing?” She traced the gold braid. “I wouldn’t know. I’m surrounded by men in uniform every day. I fail to see the allure.” Samantha’s laugh sounded tinny and forced to her ear. Their dance ended. Couples began to clear the dance floor. Wessler finished his conversation and seemed intent on making his way through the crowd toward them once again. “Captain, I do beg your pardon, but I am suddenly feeling a bit…It’s so terribly warm…” She feigned a stumble. He caught her arm. “Are you unwell?” “Air.” She lifted a shaky hand to her throat. “I’m desperate for a bit of air.” The orchestra began another lively tune. New dancers crowded the floor and blocked Wessler’s approach as Captain Steele guided her quickly in the opposite direction toward the French doors leading to the back veranda. The night breeze was a blessed relief after the heat of the ballroom. Moving them into the shadows, Samantha pressed a hand to her ribs and drew in several deep breaths. She lifted the back of her hand to her cheek. Captain Steele gave her a worried frown. “Are you all right?” “Yes,” she nodded, “I believe so.” She shot a glance over her shoulder. “Can I fetch you some water, perhaps?” “No, thank you. I’m feeling much better.” She laid a hand on his sleeve. The lights from the ballroom filtered through the sheer fabric adorning the doors and accented the attractive angles of his face. “Are you always so kind, Captain?” He gave her another small grin. “Unless I’m ordered otherwise.” “You are in His Majesty’s service.” Samantha responded coyly and curtseyed. “Aye, and loyal to king and country.” He inclined his head in a small bow. “And steadfast in your duty?” she teased. Captain Steele stood tall. “I know of no other way.” The doors to the veranda flew open. Music and the hum of conversation tumbled out as Damian Wessler rushed from the ballroom. He stood for a moment at the railing, peering into the shadowed pathways of the Whitmore’s formal gardens. Blood rushed in Samantha’s ears. Fear and panic caused her to clutch at Captain Steele’s sleeves. “Forgive me, sir.” she whispered before rising on tiptoes to crush her mouth to his. “Madam—” Captain Steele put his hands to her waist and gently tried to push her away. Samantha heard Wessler’s curse behind her. She tightened her grip. “Please, Captain, I’ve no time to explain,” She rushed. “Play along.” She slipped her arm about his neck, angled her mouth, and kissed him again. Wessler’s boot heels punctuated each stride as he marched toward them. He wrenched her out of Captain Steele’s grasp. “What in the bloody hell—” he snapped. His eyes held a murderous rage as he growled into Samantha’s face. His jowls trembled with barely contained fury. Samantha wiped at the corner of her mouth. She flashed Wessler a coy smile. “You can’t blame me for stealing a simple kiss.” She shot a nervous glance at the Captain. In the dim light, she couldn’t read his face, but the increasing bite of Wessler’s fingers interrupted all else. She faked a small stumble and a tiny burp. A forced giggle through her gloved fingertips capped her performance. “Whatever was in the punch? I’m so lightheaded.” “You’ll pardon us, sir, but Mistress Christian,” he jerked her to his side, “and I need to bid you a good eve.” As he spoke, his grip continued to tighten. “Come along, my dear,” he snarled as he jerked at her arm. “Didn’t I warn you not to drink too much this evening? Time to get you home.” Samantha pushed at his punishing hand. “We shouldn’t be rude to the Whitmore’s distinguished guest.” She shot Captain Steele an embarrassed glance. He was watching the exchange between her and Wessler. A frown knit his brows. “Another dance, Captain?” “We’re leaving,” bit Wessler. “The spirits were rather potent tonight. Perhaps, Mistress Christian simply needs a bit more air, Mister…?” Captain Steele held out his hand. Damian had to release her arm to return the Captain’s handshake. She couldn’t stop the small gasp that escaped her. Her fingers wrapped around her battered skin. “Wessler. Damian Wessler. I own the Blackwater Plantation. Mistress Christian is in my employ, and she can be rather wild. Undisciplined. Ignorant to social protocol. Almost defiant.” The last words he directed toward her as he reached for her once more. “If you’ll excuse us.” Samantha started to thank the captain for his kindness, but Wessler jerked her away. His vise-like fingers left little room for argument. He dragged her back through the crowded ballroom and past a horrified Rebecca. “We—we need to t-thank our hosts.” She resisted the strength of his pull, casting a pleading glance back at Rebecca. She’d rushed to Isabelle’s side, and now both women watched their hasty departure, concern etched on their faces. “And give you yet another opportunity to humiliate me?” He wrenched her arm, causing her to gasp as he snarled into her ear. “Shut your fucking mouth and keep moving, or—” “Or what? I’ll live to regret it?”

 

 

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Lisa A. Olech is an artist/writer living in her dream house nestled among the lakes in New England. She loves getting lost in a steamy book, finding the perfect pair of sexy shoes, and hearing the laughter of her men. Being an estrogen island in a sea of testosterone makes her queen. She believes in ghosts, silver linings, the power of a man in a tuxedo, and happy endings.

 

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review 2016-04-03 00:00
Within A Captain's Treasure
Within A Captain's Treasure - Lisa A. Ol... Within A Captain's Treasure - Lisa A. Olech I received an eARC, from NetGalley and the publisher, in exchange for an honest review.
'Within A Captain's Treasure' by Lisa A. Olech is book two in the " Captains of the Scarlet Night" series. I have read book one 'Within a Captain's Hold' and that is where Alice Tupper saves her mistress from a Duke by killing him. Now Alice is on the run and tries to head to America. But Alice finds that even this is not easy...she ends up helping to fight Pirates. Alice is rescued by a shipped called 'The Scarlet Night', there she meets Captain Gavin Quinn. Alice is quickly taken in by the crew but not so much by the Captain yet. Gavin knows the sea pirating life would not be for a women and surly not for Alice. This is where the two have to get past their reluctant feelings and also deal with the past. I can't say enough about how much I enjoyed this book and series. I love Ms. Olech writing and can't wait for the next great book by her!
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review 2016-01-05 00:00
Within a Captain's Hold
Within a Captain's Hold - Lisa A. Olech Within a Captain's Hold - Lisa A. Olech it's not a bad book for someone who is just starting to read the historical romance genre. I found it interesting but after 3 chapters I was rather bored. I don't know why, it's just there is no pull in the story, even though the writing itself is not too bad. the flow too forced the passion too bland. I won't give it a rating because I decided to stop at 28%.
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review 2015-09-13 00:00
Within a Captain's Hold
Within a Captain's Hold - Lisa A. Olech Within a Captain's Hold - Lisa A. Olech This is the first book in the series "Captains of the Scarlet Night". This is also my first book that I have read of Lisa A Olech. I have found my self in love with her writing. I loved the whole story of this book and usually I am not one to like a pirate story but I could not help but love this one!! Our poor heroine, Annalise Gatherone, is having to run for her life after a madman has set his sites on making her his wife. The madman is a Duke and has killed her Uncle to ensure that he gets her. She and her friend Alice think of a plan to have her stow away on a ship to out smart the Duke. Alice will be off pretending to be her and throw the Duke off. On the ship our hero, Captain Jaxon Steele finds Anna in a room on the ship hurt, he and his Cook take her to his cabin. This starts their story of fighting,overcoming and loving! There are some really good love scene and I did feel a time or two that Jaxon was being somewhat hard-head...but I loved every minute of this book!! I am so glad to have found Ms. Olech and can't wait for any of her books to come!! I hope that you will enjoy this book too!!
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Within A Captain's Treasure
Within A Captain's Treasure - Lisa A. Ol... Within A Captain's Treasure - Lisa A. Olech I received an eARC, from NetGalley and the publisher, in exchange for an honest review.
'Within A Captain's Treasure' by Lisa A. Olech is book two in the " Captains of the Scarlet Night" series. I have read book one 'Within a Captain's Hold' and that is where Alice Tupper saves her mistress from a Duke by killing him. Now Alice is on the run and tries to head to America. But Alice finds that even this is not easy...she ends up helping to fight Pirates. Alice is rescued by a shipped called 'The Scarlet Night', there she meets Captain Gavin Quinn. Alice is quickly taken in by the crew but not so much by the Captain yet. Gavin knows the sea pirating life would not be for a women and surly not for Alice. This is where the two have to get past their reluctant feelings and also deal with the past.
I can't say enough about how much I enjoyed this book and series. I love Ms. Olech writing and can't wait for the next great book by her!
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