Tuesday, February 23, 2016

Virtual Tour + #Giveaway: His Master's Bride by Claudia Herring @claudiakherring @GoddessFish

 His Master’s Bride
by Claudia Herring
GENRE: Fantasy


A world of mysterious powers and tumultuous intrigues comes to life in Regency England as a djinni, burdened with a dark secret, is thrown into a love triangle fraught with subterfuge.


A troubled djinni seduces his master’s young wife, forcing her to make a fateful choice.

The djinni Yasir, imprisoned in an urn by a jealous magician, searches the centuries for his lost love. He finds Lavinia reborn in 1811 England, only to discover she’s his new master’s bride.

Desperate to have her, Yasir spell-casts Lavinia’s husband to forget he is master and give her the urn. When she opens the ancient vessel, Yasir emerges, terrifying in his magnificence yet somehow familiar, but she fails to recognize him. She distrusts this djinni even though his very presence enchants her.

Yasir’s spell is fading. Lavinia’s husband has changed. Now he’s violent as he struggles with returning memories of when he possessed the urn. Lavinia strives to keep the two from encountering one another, while torn between fidelity for her husband and her increasing attraction to the djinni.

Impatient to win Lavinia’s confidence, Yasir must convince her of her true identity so they can reclaim their life together. He dare not reveal a deeper reason: Only with Lavinia can he regain his freedom and exact revenge on the magician who confined him to the urn—

If she does not go mad from the spell to awaken her memories.
If her husband does not escape the djinni’s magic and discover her secret.
If the magician does not find them first.

The Book is on sale for $0.99 during the tour.




A quarter century earlier, Cairo, 1811

Out of the folds of his galabaya, like magic, the scrawny peddler produced a bundle wrapped in dingy cloth shot through with faded brown and blue stripes. He held it just out of Lord Peter Bramley’s reach.

“To Allah is belonging the treasures of heaven and earth. But this, my brother, you can be possessing,” the peddler declared in a singsong tone, smoothing each word as though reciting a poem. He bowed, then rose, his smile crammed with crooked teeth stained mummy brown. “My name Ne’bi. Your servant sir.”

Peter pressed his lips together, suppressing a smirk at the polite English phrase. Where on earth had the peddler picked it up? He brushed a lock of flaxen hair under his hat and angled the brim, shading his pale blue eyes from the unrelenting Egyptian sun. “Let’s have a look then, Ne’bi.”

Peter never tired of the fascinating artifacts of this country of endless gods and goddesses. Since he was a lad, he had loved the elegant cats worshipped as divinity, the scarabs elevated to royalty, rendered in turquoise and gold, and the intricate stylized pictographs.

“A great precious, Sirrah.” Ne’bi unwrapped his treasure with a flourish, attempting a serious expression, but a pronounced tic jounced his left eye upward in an exaggerated look of astonishment.

A ray of sunlight slanted off the object in his hands and flared out, momentarily blinding Peter, causing him to turn away at the very instant when he most wanted to see. 

The peddler cocked his head and held out a curiously wrought urn, letting the folds of cloth drape over his stubby fingers. “Accumulate this, and much fortune, Excellency.” 

Peter found the contour of the vessel, curvaceous as his bride Lavinia, pleasing to the eye. He had never seen a design like it. The lid was hinged, clasped by a latch rendered as a vine that curled along the top to form an exquisite knob of intertwined leaves. An engraved inscription spiraled around the body to the base. Surely the urn was brass and not gold, yet the vessel seemed dear.

“Wherever did you obtain this, Ne’bi?” Peter squinted and leaned forward, adjusting the shoulder strap of his satchel. “The souk, perhaps?” Something about the vessel, something defying expression . . . fascinating.

“Sirrah!” Ne’bi drew the urn close, and puffed up his bony chest. “This wonderful t’ing not found in souk.” He thrust the urn towards Peter. “Only one like this. And brings much desire.”

Peter nodded to keep from laughing. He felt drawn to the object and reached out his hand. Ne’bi, fast as a snake, pulled the urn back, just out of Peter’s grasp.

“Excellency, it is enchanter!” Ne’bi drew himself up to his meager full height. “See. I hold only with cloth.” He looked straight into Peter’s eyes. “You no touch.”

Peter met his gaze and, to his surprise, detected a glimmer of raw fear, despite the peddler’s show of bravado. 


Claudia Herring aspired to be a baton twirler when she was five and an archaeologist at thirteen. When she became a graphic designer and an author of fantasy, she decided she'd hit upon the perfect compromise.

As a designer and illustrator she formats the written word around visual art. As a writer she weaves words into stories that form worlds. Her novel, "His Master's Bride," a historical fantasy with romantic elements set in Regency England, won first prize in the Houston Writer's Guild Novel Competition. "Ties of Smoke," next in "The Djinn Chronicles" series, is in its second draft.

When she's not delving into the world of the Djinn, Claudia is practicing yoga to go to that hushed space where she imagines and plots her next fantasy novel.

If you like Diana Gabaldon’s Outlander series, or Carol Berg, you'll love His Master's Bride.



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Goddess Fish Promotions said...

Thanks for hosting!

Anna Josefin Bergman said...

Thank you for the chance!

Unknown said...

Thank you for hosting my novel!

Anonymous said...

Great giveaway.

Victoria Alexander said...

Great excerpt and I love the cover!! Thanks for sharing :)

Unknown said...

Thank you for taking the time to read the excerpt—so glad you liked it. It warms my heart that you like the cover—I designed it!

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Mai T. said...

What was the worst movie adaptation of a book?

Dovi said...

Thank you for the giveaway!

Unknown said...

Great excerpt! I am really looking forward to reading more. Thank you.