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In November, I'll be over at Angela's Thankful Author blog. Come on over and check out what I'm especially grateful for, and perhaps share how you were blessed this year.

In fact, during all of November, 60 amazing authors will be there sharing what they're thankful for this year. Come check them out and their books. Perhaps you'll find your next favorite author...

Phoenix, the black kitten from the heartwarming Regency paranormal romance, A Scorching Dilemma, has a tale to tell about his harrowing rescue from the rough streets of London, England in 1814.
On a cool day in May, 1814, at the back of an alley next to an ale house in London, England, a young boy held me upside down, taunting a society lady who had been cuddling me earlier. Then the boy threw me hard to the ground at a mound of horse manure. I thought I was going die. I yowled in terror, but instead of hitting the hard pavement, I landed in the palm of a strong male hand.

Terrified, I clambered up the man’s sleeve and huddled in the crook of his neck, inhaling his musky smoky scent and praying that I would be safe there. You see, people don’t like black cats, not even little ones like me.

Read on and comment on the blog for a chance to win an ecopy of A Scorching Dilemma.

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Please share this post with your family and friends who might also be cat lovers...

If you didn't know me enough already, you can find out a bit more in this interview on Marin McGinnis's Writing Historical blog.

I speak a little bit about the difficulty of doing a remake of Sleeping Beauty - which inspired my Regency paranormal romance novel, A Devilish Slumber, published by Imajinn Books, an imprint of Belle Books.

"The trick with writing a re-make of such a classic story, however, is how to instill a fresh perspective on an age old tale."

http://marinmcginnis.com/2015/09/author-interview-shereen-vedam/ #Regency #fantasy #romancenovels


Ever traveled on a tall ship?

No matter how good the recreation, the experience of travelling on a tall ship would be slightly different today, than in the early 1800s.

Check out A Perfect Curse for a chance to imagine yourself aboard a packet ship -- The Magdalena -- on a journey from London to Cadiz.

there is the hint of a storm on the horizon,
so you may not make it to shore alive!

Here's a tiny excerpt from that sea journey in A Perfect Curse:
Her tight grip kept slipping on the slimy rope ladder. She hiked her skirts again until both her feet could find purchase on the steps. Still on the skiff, Mendal was reciting a gloomy biblical verse in rhythm to Nevara’s every slippery step.

At the top, Lord Terrance pulled her over the railing with a strong heave and a stout, “Well done, Miss Wood.” His mischievous grin and a glance down to his servants suggested he understood her misgivings. His beautiful wife, too, seemed to be hiding a smile.

Nevara was not amused. She had to share a cabin with Mendal during the upcoming voyage. She hoped the lady’s maid would desist from this worrisome praying. She had enough concerns to accompany her all the way to Cadiz.

Below deck, her cabin was no more than five feet wide and six feet in length. She and Mendal would have to share a sleeping pallet. The cot, a tiny table and two chairs were nailed to the floor, reinforcing her belief about the rocky nature of the upcoming journey.

Have you picked up your copy of A Perfect Curse yet?

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Sri Lanka Trip Notes - July 2015

I was on a Sri Lank trip recently and these are my impressions of this lovely tropical country in the Indian Ocean, located slightly southeast off the bottom tip of India.

Sri Lanka Trip Report #1: COOKING
Sarojah (not sure of spelling) was the lady who came to do the cooking at my cousin's place during the weekdays...

Sri Lanka Trip Report #2: all God's CREATURES great and small
On my 2nd day in Colombo, I recorded 3 "creature reports" in my diary.

Sri Lanka Trip Report #3: FACING MY FEARS
I had a lot fears about this trip. First, I wasn't sure what it would be like to go on a 2 week tour ---by myself--- in a foreign country (that had been experiencing internal fighting until very recently), joining a tour group (last time I joined a tour group, it was in Spain and I beefed up on my Spanish only to discover everyone spoke German!), having a roommate I'd never met (what if we didn't get along?), AND the trip included climbing several high places (I'm afraid of heights!)...

Sri Lank Trip Report #4: NAME THAT TUNE!
...for me, the tune that woke me up every morning in Colombo during that first week and last week of my month long holiday was the hauntingly familiar melody of the local bread truck...

You can find lots more photos, taken by one of my fellow travellers, here:

Receiving massages at an ayurveda stop.

Food was excellent, as was the company

I climbed this!

Loved the water...

Very sad to say goodbye.

Praise for A Scorching Dilemma

"I love the fairy tale aspect that Vedam ties into the book. Cinderella story with an awesome spin on it!"
--Chelsea's Reviews on Goodreads

"There's a mystery in this tale that keeps you on your toes. There's the perfect duo of villains, a large family that's willing to go to any lengths to keep each other safe, a boy and a girl in love, and a duke in the center of it all."
--Leah's Reviews on Goodreads

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BEWITCHING BOOK TOUR: April 20-27, 2015

Would you like a chance to win books and to check out author interviews, reviews and blog posts?

Then read on to visit some intriguing blog sites that you may have never visited before...


Monday, APRIL 20
Guest Blog post at Kimber Leigh Writes
- Do you think this fish is fresh?
Spotlight at  Literary Musing - A Devilish Slumber with an EXCERPT


Tuesday, APRIL 21
Interview at  Deal Sharing Aunt - If you had to choose, which writer would you consider a mentor?


Wednesday, APRIL 22
Interview at  Fang-tastic Books - What is the most interesting thing you have physically done for book related research purposes?
Spotlight at 3 Partners in Shopping - A Devilish Slumber with an EXCERPT

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Thursday, APRIL 23
Spotlight at A Night's Dream of Books - A Devilish Slumber with an EXCERPT + an unexpected Mini-review


Friday, APRIL 24
Guest Blog Post at 
Gothic Moms - "Sparkle" could be my middle name
Spotlight at Geeks in High School - A Devilish Slumber with an EXCERPT


Monday, APRIL 27
Guest Blog Post at  The Mysterious Ink Spot
- DELETED SCENE: I fight alone
Guest Blog Post + REVIEW at ParaYourNormal - Is that shape shifting or body enhancement?
REVIEW at Author and Book Spotlights - for A Devilish Slumber


Tell your friends...

The next in The Rue Alliance is A Scorching Dilemma.
You can read a synopsis of this story on Goodreads.

This book, inspired by the fairytale Cinderella, will be released at the end of April 2015.


>>> March 16 through March 20, 2015 <<<

Definition of "Clean"

“Clean” doesn’t mean all books featured are squeaky-clean Disney-Princess pure. But it does mean the books contain no erotica, sexually explicit scenes, offensive language, or graphic violence or gore.

A Devilish Slumber is available at a bargain price of $2.99 (Amazon seems to have cut this to $1.99) during this March Madness sale! This full-length novel is a historical paranormal romance, inspired by a fairytale, and the start of a brand new, 3-book, series.

Beauty awoke, and then the trouble began . . .


Since dealing with the death of her sister and her abandonment by Sir Phillip Jones, the man who professed to love her, Lady Roselyn Ravenstock has lived as if sleepwalking. Mired in grief, she sequestered herself in her home, avoiding all callers. Then she meets Mrs. Helen Beaumont, and Rose starts to come to life . . . until Helen is murdered. But this time, Rose isn't going back to sleep. Vowing to avenge her friend, Rose dons a costume and goes out into the night looking for a killer.

Sir Phillip, the Regent's favored spy, returns from war determined to win back the woman he was forced to leave three years ago. But when he witnesses Rose covered in blood, racing from a brutal scene while gripping the murder weapon, he goes on a desperate mission to unravel what he hopes is a case of mistaken identity.

The investigation leads Rose into a world of enchantment, where people can re-shape their features, fires are begun with a snap of fingers and objects move of their own accord. But the real magic is the blazing attraction that is re-awakened between her and Phillip.

Will Rose ever get her happily-ever-after? Possibly. But first, she'll have to convince Phillip of her innocence-before the killer strikes again. . . .

March Madness Clean Indie Book SALE!
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  • Mystery/Suspense/Legal Thrillers

  • Middle Grade

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  • Inspirational

  • Paranormal/Fantasy

  • Romance - Historical/Western (A Devilish Slumber, a Regency paranormal romance, is listed under this cateogry)

  • Romance - Contemporary

  • Humor

Enter the Giveaways!

TIP: enter Shereen Vedam as the author of this blog
(a Kindle copy of A Devilish Slumber is included in this giveaway).

Happy Reading!

Please pass the word to your family and friends about this wonderful clean event...

A Devilish Slumber begins The Rue Alliance series, 3-book fairytale-inspired Regency romances, published by ImaJinn Books, an imprint of Belle Books.

A Devilish Slumber was inspired by the fairytale, Sleeping Beauty.


A Devilish Slumber
The Rue Alliance, Book One
By Shereen Vedam

Midnight, Wednesday, April 8, 1813, London, England

A SCREAM RIPPLED across the misty, dockside air.

A Devilish Slumber 600x900x300Sir Phillip Jones's pulse lurched at that mournful cry. Gripping his walking stick, he raced down the hilly road of the deserted warehouse district in Wapping. A second muffled scream rang out and was then abruptly cut off. No longer concerned about keeping his movements covert, he ran toward those terrified shrieks. Rounding a corner, he tore past a man staring toward where the screams had come from.

"Imbecile," the large man grumbled from behind him.

Phillip was ten feet away before it registered that the man had sworn in French. By then, the woman who ran out of a warehouse gripping a bloody dagger had captured his focus. For a split second, her face was clearly highlighted by a stray shaft of moonlight piercing the mist. He stumbled to a halt, his chest heaving for air as stunned recognition sank in.


The lady started and swung toward him. Had he spoken aloud? Pulling her hood up, she then sprinted off into the night.

Phillip instantly gave chase, but when he reached the open warehouse door through which she had fled, he pulled back. If that had been his Rose, he knew where she lived.

Rapidly retreating footsteps behind him suggested the irate Frenchman, probably a sailor, was also prudently withdrawing from this possible crime scene.

Inside the warehouse, despite the wide open door, it was pitch black, but that coppery scent of fresh spilled blood was unmistakable in the chilly sea air. Instead of blindly stepping in, Phillip pulled out his candle and circular silver tinderbox from his pocket. He had not survived the dangers of being an intelligence officer for the past five years by acting foolishly during a crisis.

He methodically placed the candle's wick end into the hole on the lid and struck the flint until the candle lit. Then, with flickering candle attached to the tinderbox's socket, he cautiously proceeded inside, his walking stick, with a sword hidden inside, raised to act as a club. If someone lurked within this warehouse, he would need blunt force, not blade finesse.

The warehouse was empty except for the victim who was slumped on the grimy floor, blood pooling at her side. Her throat had been slit. Her eyes were wide open as if in shock. He lowered his weapon, placed his candleholder on the ground, and knelt to check for signs of life. Her arm was limp and there was no pulse at the wrist, and not even a hint of a breath. Her skin was still warm, but her spirit had been effectively extinguished.

With a defeated sigh, he searched her reticule and found calling cards which confirmed her identity. This was indeed Mrs. Beaumont, the woman he had come to meet tonight. Not many from this riverside section of London could afford the luxury of calling cards. Her gown was serviceable, but not of high fashion. He strode restlessly around the empty warehouse, kicking aside empty crates and litter, poking at the walls in search of a hidden door, anything to prove that Rose was unlikely to be the culprit of this crime.

Anger built as he returned, empty handed, to the body. With a grunt of frustration, he flung his weighty walking stick across the room. It struck the wooden wall with a satisfying bang and then clattered as it rolled across the hollow chamber.

Shoulders set with resolve, he proceeded with his last distasteful but necessary search. He examined the underside of Mrs. Beaumont's sleeves and delved into her bodice. Nothing. He then lifted her gown in case she had strapped something to her limbs. Disappointed there too, he removed her boots and stripped off her stockings. Finding nary a clue, he carefully redressed her, making sure she would be respectably covered before the river police arrived. All the while, words rang through his mind. That cannot have been Rose running away.

As he re-positioned her arms at her side, he noticed one of the lady's clenched hands. Pulse speeding in anticipation, he raised her fist for closer study. Probing with his forefinger revealed something held inside her fist. He pried her fingers apart until they revealed a scrunched-up handkerchief. Drawing his candle holder closer, he carefully spread apart the material on the floor. There, on the top right, was a small, black, neatly embroidered crest of a raven.

That further evidence of Rose's guilt left him in choking silence as he battled the urge to compare it to the handkerchief now burning a hole in his breast pocket. Finally, knowing he had no choice, he pulled out the other and gently unfolded it beside the crumpled one. The two crests were a match. His handkerchief had been a gift from Lady Roselyn Ravenstock.

Read more of this intriguing, paranormal, Regency romance novel's opening . . .



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A Devilish Slumber by Shereen Vedam

A Devilish Slumber

by Shereen Vedam

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