Guest & Contest: Cheryl Holt


I’m getting ready to release my 40th novel! It’s a huge career milestone for me, and I hope all of you will help me celebrate by enjoying my new trilogy, “The Lost Lords of Radcliffe.”

The three books are a “real” trilogy, with one story leading into the next and the drama building with each novel. I’m releasing them over the summer so you’ll be able to read the 2nd and 3rd books right away without having to wait months or years to find out what happens. HEART’S DELIGHT will be here on June 1st. HEART’S DESIRE is coming on July 1st. And Book 3, HEART’S DEMAND–my 40th novel!!!–will be here onAugust 1st. It will be a great summer of sexy, yummy reading.

The 3 novels will be released as e-books and print books. The e-version will be available for all e-readers, but the print books will not appear in stores. They will have to be ordered on-line at Amazon. The covers are beautiful, the stories breathtaking, heartbreaking, dramatic, and thrilling. I think it’s my best work yet.

I hope you’ll spend the summer–with me! And my Lost Lords of Radcliffe. Coming June, July, and August of 2015.

cheryl-portraitCheryl Holt is a New York Times, USA Today, and Amazon “Top 100” bestselling author of forty novels.

She’s also a lawyer and mom, and at age 40, with two babies at home, she started a new career as a commercial fiction writer. She’d hoped to be a suspense novelist, but couldn’t sell any of her manuscripts, so she ended up taking a detour into romance, where she was stunned to discover that she has an incredible knack for writing some of the world’s greatest love stories.

She is considered to be one of the masters of the romance genre, and her emotional, dramatic, and riveting stories of passion and illicit love have captivated fans around the world. She has won or been nominated for many national awards. For many years, she was hailed as “The Queen of Erotic Romance”, and she’s also revered as “The International Queen of Villains.” She is particularly proud to have been named “Best Storyteller of the Year” by the trade magazine Romantic Times BOOK Reviews.

Cheryl lives and writes in Hollywood, California.

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Synopsis for Lost Lord’s series:

Evangeline Etherton grew up as an orphan and charity case at Miss Peabody’s School for Girls. But she was always haunted by memories of the loving family and siblings she’d once had. As a tiny girl, her father passed away, and her mother was wrenched from their lives and transported on a prison ship to Australia. Her three brothers were cast to the winds of fate and vanished from her life, but she was too young to understand why.

What happened to her mother and brothers? Might her mother still be alive? And what about her brothers? Evangeline vows to learn the answers to those questions and begins her quest to find them and bring them all home.


Synopsis for first book HEART’S DELIGHT:

Three little lost lords, cast to the winds of fate…

So begins CHERYL HOLT’S breathtaking new trilogy, The Lost Lords of Radcliffe…

MICHAEL SCOTT grew up an orphan on the streets of London. He has no memories of his past, but he’s haunted by terrible dreams and always feels as if he lost something vital and precious along the way. Through cunning and determination, he’s become rich, prosperous, and dangerous. As a brigand and criminal, he knows how to fight and survive any battle. But when he had such a rough beginning as a child, how has he managed to thrive so spectacularly? How can he ever learn the truth?

MAGDALENA WELLS runs a charity mission in London’s worst slums. Although she’s heard many vicious rumors about treacherous, deceitful Michael Scott, when she meets him, she can’t help but fall under his spell. He is the most extraordinary person she’s ever encountered. If ancestry makes the man, how is she to account for his remarkable traits? His drive and accomplishments have propelled him to the highest levels of London society—which is exactly where he seems to belong. How could a ruffian be so brilliant and successful? What is his true history? Can Magdalena help to reveal the secrets he’s always been dying to discover?

Join CHERYL HOLT as she once again weaves a beloved tale of family, loyalty, love, and loss. As the truth about the “lost” lords is gradually revealed, readers will be cheering…




“Give us another minute,” Anne Blair begged.  “Please?”

There was a sailor guarding the gangplank, and Etherton stoically tarried as the man glared at Anne in exasperation.  He’d already given her five minutes to say goodbye to her children and was unmoved by her plea.

“I’ve been more than accommodating,” the sailor told her.  “If the captain looks down and sees us, he’ll have my head.  We have to make the tide.”

He grabbed her arm to pull her away, and she beseeched, “One more minute!  How can it hurt?”

Etherton tried to intervene, but the sailor wouldn’t be deterred.

“I shouldn’t have allowed this much, Mrs. Blair.  You’re pushing your luck.”

Anne ignored him and spun to her oldest son, Bryce, who was five.  He was a smart boy, a shrewd boy, and she leaned down so they were eye to eye.

“You’ll be in charge of your siblings,” she said.  “Take care of them for me.”

“I will, Mother,” Bryce somberly declared, “but…but…you’ll be back soon, won’t you?”

Anne glanced at Etherton, shame in her gaze.  They’d explained that it would be permanent, that her felony conviction and banishment to the penal colonies in Australia meant she couldn’t return.  But her children were very young, just five, three, and two years old.  How could they be expected to grasp the concept of forever?

“I won’t be back, Bryce.”  Anne sighed with regret.  “We talked about this, remember?”

“Yes, but you know I don’t understand.  Why must you go away?  Why can’t we go with you?”

There was no time remaining for further clarification or debate.  There were only these last poignant seconds of farewell.

“You must be strong for me, Bryce,” she murmured.  “While I’m away, I want to always recollect how strong you are.  Make your father proud.”  At the mention of her beloved, deceased husband, Julian, she shuddered and nearly collapsed.

“I will make Father proud,” Bryce said.  “I will, but he left, and now you’re leaving too.”

“Watch over Sissy, especially.  The world is hard for girls, harder than it is for boys.”

As if recognizing the import of her mother’s words, the smallest child, Annie, whom they all called Sissy, slipped her hand into Bryce’s.  She was blond and blue-eyed, like a porcelain doll, and her sad expression broke Etherton’s heart.  How did Anne bear it?

She turned to her twin sons, Michael and Matthew, and she held out her arms.  Her wrists were shackled, but she reached out anyway.  The twins, being rough-and-tumble scalawags, looked at each other, nodded in agreement that they wished to be hugged, then they let her draw them to her bosom.

Shortly they squirmed away and stared at her, appearing concerned and very solemn.  They seemed to fathom—better than Bryce or Sissy—that something very bad had happened that could never be repaired.

Sissy was next.  She leaned into her mother, and Anne kissed her hair and rumpled her golden curls.

“My little angel.  How will I continue on without you?”

Then she reached for Bryce, but he refused her final embrace.

“Don’t leave us!” he furiously said.  “I can’t watch over them.”

“Etherton will help you.”

“I don’t want Etherton.  I want you.  And Father.  I want to go home.”

Anne and Etherton exchanged a tormented glance.  Their home was forfeit, their secure existence was forfeit, the life they’d known was forfeit.  There was no home for them any longer, no parents or stability or family.  From this moment on, there would only be chaos and uncertainty.

Up on the deck, a whistle blew, and suddenly the crew was running and yelling to each other.  Ropes were pulled and doors slammed.

“We’re out of time,” the sailor muttered, and Anne Blair had arrived at the end.

She was yanked to her feet, and though she resisted, she was dragged to the gangplank.

She’d promised Etherton she would be composed and circumspect so she wouldn’t frighten the children more than they already had been.  Yet she wailed with dismay, and her obvious distress terrified the children.

Sissy began to cry, while the twins scowled and grabbed for her.  Bryce called out for all of them, “Mother!  Mother!”

He tried to race after her to stop the sailor who was taking her away, but Etherton held onto him, fighting to subdue the boy as he lashed out in a futile attempt to rescue his mother.

In the flit of an instant she vanished onto the ship, and a dangerous silence settled on the dock as they all gaped at the spot where she’d been.  They dawdled, waiting for something to transpire, perhaps for someone to speak up and clarify how a mother could be sent away and her children left behind as if they were excess baggage.  But there was no rationalization that could justify it.

Down the block, Etherton’s driver cleared his throat, the carriage horses shifting impatiently, rattling the harness.

“Let’s go, children,” Etherton mumbled.

“No,” Bryce insisted.  “Not yet.  She might…might…”

“Might what?” Etherton barked more angrily than he’d intended.

Their father, Julian, was dead in a suspicious hunting accident that Etherton didn’t believe had been an accident at all.  Their mother, Anne, was being transported as a convicted felon, and Etherton was left behind to clean up the mess.  He didn’t have children of his own and hadn’t wanted the responsibility thrust on him.

But he’d loved their father, would have died for him, would have killed for him, and he would keep Julian’s children safe.  He would keep them safe or he would perish in the trying.

“Bryce,” he stated more calmly, “she won’t be back down.  They won’t let her off the ship.  I realize it’s difficult to understand, but we must be away.”

Nervously he peered around.  He didn’t suppose Julian’s kin would show up at the docks, didn’t suppose they cared enough about Anne’s children to harm them.  However he wasn’t taking any chances, and with such fortunes at stake, there was no telling how a greedy person might behave.


“Where are we to go?” Bryce asked.  He was blond and blue-eyed like his mother, Anne, but he was tough and tenacious too, like his father, Julian.  He’d inherited all his parents’ best traits.

“I’ll explain in the carriage,” Etherton vaguely said.

He motioned to two of his servants, and they bustled over.  It was a husband and wife, Mr. and Mrs. Wilson, a loyal older couple who could keep secrets.  They were accompanied by their adult daughter.  Etherton had arranged for the siblings to be separated and sent to boarding schools.  It seemed a good way to hide them, and he didn’t know what else to do.

Under the circumstances, they had no relatives he could trust, and he was a bachelor without the means to raise four children.

As Mr. and Mrs. Wilson approached, he tamped down his spurt of conscience.  He hadn’t provided any details to Anne about the children’s fate.  She’d had enough to worry about, and she’d been too beaten down by events to question his plans.

It was rare for such youngsters to attend school, but the right sort of bribe could open any door, and Anne had given him the last of her money—a substantial amount—and advised him to use it for expenses.  The children would be reared in stable situations.  They’d be fed and sheltered and educated.  They’d be fine.

Wouldn’t they?

Etherton pointed to Sissy and told the Wilsons’ daughter, “You take her.”  Then he pointed at the twins and told Mr. Wilson, “And you and your wife take them.  You have your instructions, yes?”

The three Wilsons nodded as Bryce frowned and asked, “Where are they going?”

“They’re going with Mr. and Mrs. Wilson for a bit,” Etherton claimed.  “You’ll come with me.”

“No, I can’t allow it.”  Bryce sounded very much like the little lord he was.  “Mother wants me to watch over them.  How can I if we’re separated?”

“You’ll see them again very soon.”  Etherton hoped the statement was true, but figured it probably wasn’t.

It had all happened so fast—Julian’s death, Anne’s arrest and trial—almost as if Julian’s father had orchestrated the swift resolution.  Matters were still unsettled, and Etherton couldn’t guess when they would calm, when he could stop peeking over his shoulder.

“When will I see them?” Bryce sternly demanded.  “When?”

“Tomorrow,” Etherton lied.

The entire morning had been too awful, and he gestured to the Wilsons to hurry away, desperate for the horrid interval to be over.  He had no idea how to deal with such misery, with shrieking, fretful children who were too young to comprehend what had destroyed them.  Would they ever comprehend it?

Mrs. Wilson’s daughter picked up Sissy, and she started to scream and weep.  She reached out to Bryce, her plump hands beseeching.  Bryce clasped hold and shouted for the woman to put Sissy down, but Sissy was yanked away.

Mr. Wilson seized the twins, but they kicked and struggled, so he looped an arm around each one, hoisted them off the ground, and marched away.

The last Etherton ever saw of the twins, they were peering back, stubbornly and silently staring at their brother and sister.  Their blue eyes—their father’s magnificent blue eyes—shifted to Etherton.  They were disdainful and condemning, as if they blamed Etherton for what had transpired.

How could two such small boys be so resolute and contemptuous?  They rarely spoke except to each other, and they talked in a secret language only they understood.  Perhaps they were brighter than they seemed.  Perhaps they grasped much more about the debacle than Etherton had realized.

They were little lords too, just like Bryce, but they were all lost lords now.

Their sneering, scornful gazes dug into Etherton as if to say, We’ll get even for this.  We’ll get even—and everyone will pay for what they’ve done to our family.

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7 thoughts on “Guest & Contest: Cheryl Holt

  1. Cheryl Holt says:

    HI ladies. Thx so much for dropping by today to read more about my “Lost Lords” trilogy. Today is the last stop. If you didn’t enter the Rafflecopter contest, please do. I’m giving away 10 autographed print copies of HEART’S DELIGHT. If you’re impatient and don’t want to wait, the book is available now as an e-book or print book (the print book has to be ordered thru Amazon. It’s not in stores.) The e-book is only 99 cents, so it’s a great and inexpensive way to entertain yourself over the next week.

    I’ve wanted to write this trilogy for the past decade, and I’m so glad I finally got the chance. If you read and enjoyed my Lord Trent trilogy from summer, 2013, I think you’ll really like the Lost Lords. It has a lot of the same plot scenarios that my readers enjoyed in the Lord Trent. Lost Lords are about siblings who were separated as little kids, and as adults, the sister, Evangeline, sets out to find her three lost brothers. The three books are fun, and dramatic, and thrilling, and I hope you love all of them.!

    Thanks for logging on today. Thx for thinking of me. I’m always so grateful for your kind attention.

  2. Cheryl Holt says:

    Hi Katie. Thx for the kind note. I think the three books are really, really good, but them I’m prejudice toward them! I feel like I keep getting better as an author, and the 3rd book of the trilogy–HEART’S DEMAND–I think might be the best book I ever wrote. There are some scenes in that were so fun to write and are so fun to read.

    Books 1 & 2, HEART’S DELIGHT and HEART’S DESIRE, are about twin brothers Michael and Matthew. They were separated when they were 3 years old, so they don’t remember they had a twin. But they were so close as small boys that they spoke in their own language and were able to read each other’s minds. As they grew older, they would dream the same dreams and occasionally “see” through the other guy’s eyes, so they have both wondered if they’re not a little touched in the head. The whole plot set up was so fun, and I think it makes the first two books extra fun to read.

    I hope you love all three books!

  3. Cheryl Holt says:

    Hi Mary. Yes, all three books will be out this summer. I’ve done back-to-back trilogy releases that past three summers, and readers really seem to enjoy it. It’s a lot of work though! Next year I’m taking a break from the hectic schedule, and just releasing one book every few months. But…for this summer, it’s a fun, yummy trilogy!

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