Thursday, December 22, 2011

On the 2nd Day of Christmas My True Lord Gave To Me...with Gayle Callen (+ Giveaway)

2 Dukes a Dueling with Gayle Callen

USA Today Bestselling author Gayle Callen writes historical romances for Avon Books.

Gayle's novels have won the Holt Medallion and the Laurel Wreath Award, and finaled in the National Readers Choice Awards. Her books have been translated into over eight different languages. She also writes medievals as Julia Latham for Avon Books.

Gayle resides in central New York, with her husband and three children. Besides writing, she loves to read, sing, and delve too deeply into historical research. Visit her website at www.gaylecallen.com




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*Gayle also writes medieval romances under the pen name: Julia Latham

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Background: Merry Christmas! I enjoyed setting my short story during a London Christmas, where Lady Merry is hoping desperately that all her wishes will come true.        

A Duel For Christmas
by Gayle Callen

Gideon had come home at last.

Lady Meriel Copley—Merry to her family—stood unnoticed in the doorway Christmas morning and stared at Gideon Thornton, the Duke of Ashford, home after three years in the cavalry in India. He was the dearest friend of her brother, Philip, the Duke of Staunton, and now he stood surrounded by members of her family, her widowed mother and her younger siblings. The wax tapers perched in the Christmas tree lent a festive glow to the scene. She was glad none of them noticed her, for she could gaze at the smiling Gideon without hiding the love that was surely beaming from her eyes. She’d spent her life longing for him, even as she, an awkward bluestocking, knew she could never have him. He was too handsome, with his dark wavy hair and brilliant blue eyes, his features as chiseled as a statue’s. His face held differences, too, more lines near his eyes, his cheekbones hollow, as if service to his country had altered him. Yet he would return to moving with ease through Society, where she wanted to be buried in her studies and her research. Gideon, as a powerful duke, a horseman and outdoorsman, was meant to be the center of focus, and the woman he’d begun courting three long years ago would be his perfect match. Not Merry.

But she didn’t pity herself. She would be content with their friendship, with the way they could discuss any topic in their letters. Every letter was precious to her, now tied together with ribbons and hidden away in her room. He glanced her way, and his radiant smile seemed to momentarily soften. She returned that smile with one of her own, and they came toward each other, and distantly she realized their families began to meander toward the dining room for Christmas breakfast.

“Merry Christmas, Merry,” he said softly.

The twinkle in those blue eyes faded into an intense look she couldn’t decipher, as if he stared into her very soul. She wanted to gaze at him in wonder, to revel in the special feeling of being with Gideon, but she had more control of herself than that. She reached out both hands to him, but instead of politely taking them, he swept her into an embrace. With a gasp, she felt the warmth and strength of his broad chest, and melted inside. Surely his behavior was because of his long absence from family and home. And it was Christmas. Her toes literally swept the floor before at last he settled her back to her feet, pulling away to look down into her face. And then she saw the mistletoe hanging above his head, and she grew hot with embarrassment, as if she’d be accused of placing it there. He tipped his head back to follow her gaze, and then met her eyes again. They seemed to be in their own little world, a dream she’d awaken from. And then he kissed her.

She’d never been kissed, hadn’t imagined that the gentle warmth of Gideon’s lips could make her shiver and sway with weakness. What was he doing? He’d never been the sort of man to tease.

And then she heard another man clear his throat, and Gideon let her go. Her brother, Philip, stood there, wearing an ominous frown, and she suddenly remembered his reputation for ruthlessness. Sarah, her youngest sister, stood behind, hand over her mouth, eyes wide with shock. The heat of the kiss now changed into one of mortification. Gideon and Philip stared at each other, unsmiling, and she felt trapped between them.

“Philip—” she began.

But with a motion of his hand, he cut her off. Never before had she truly realized that Philip, the brother who’d once teased her with spiders and frogs, was her guardian. She was suddenly frightened.

“Please leave us,” Gideon said solemnly to Philip, who hesitated, his body tense, before stalking from the room.

Merry looked up imploringly. “Gideon, what can you possibly be thinking? They won’t tell anyone about our foolishness. You’ve been gone so long, and we just weren’t thinking—”

He put his fingers lightly over her mouth, and the shock made her words stumble to a halt.

“There were others behind your sister, Merry,” he said gently. “They saw everything. We must do the right thing.”

She frowned at him. “No.”

He answered with a blink. “Excuse me?”

“One kiss, and you’ll allow yourself to be trapped with a woman you don’t love?” She hugged herself, feeling suddenly so cold.

“Trapped?” he echoed, his body stiffening. “Is that what you think?”

“It doesn’t matter what I think. I won’t marry you, Gideon, and there’s nothing my brother can do to persuade me.” She felt the threat of tears, and knew she couldn’t break down in front of him. So she ran from the drawing room and fled up the stairs. Alone in her room, strangely dry-eyed, she tried to analyze everything that had happened. He’d proposed because he felt sorry for her. And Philip—had he been relieved to at last marry off the sister whose only suitors were impoverished young men or widowers with motherless children?

Gideon was her friend, and she didn’t want to lose that. Somehow she would make him see she’d be fine on her own. She crept back downstairs, past the dining room where she could hear happy Christmas laughter, to the drawing room where the door was ajar. She heard raised voices.

“Of course you’re going to marry my sister!” Philip insisted.

“There will be no wedding,” Gideon answered stiffly. “Let it go, Philip.”

“But the servants might have seen, then all of London will know. I won’t have my sister shamed.”

“I’m not going to marry her.”

Merry covered her mouth in dawning realization. Gideon was taking the blame, trying to protect her from her brother’s wrath.

Coldly, Philip said, “Then, sir, I demand satisfaction.”

She gaped at the door, about to push her way in, when she heard Gideon groan.

“You can’t say it like that—no one will believe you. You sound rehearsed.”

“This is rehearsed,” Philip said, exasperated. “But we’re not going to have to go through with it. She’ll stop it, realize she’s being a fool, and then you’ll be married.”

Merry felt her shock and horror fade away into a momentary bleakness. She didn’t want to marry like this—forced into it for the sake of avoiding scandal. Her anger surged along with her determination. She gave a brisk knock, then pushed open the door. The dukes turned to stare at her, and ignoring the rush of love she felt for them, she hardened her resolve.

She closed the door behind her, leaning back against it and narrowing her eyes at both men. “Have you been talking about me?”

“Of course,” Philip said, giving her a ferocious frown. Then he glanced at Gideon. “He won’t marry you, and I won’t stand for it.”

She shot her own ferocious frown at Gideon, who crossed his arms over his chest as he studied her. She was about to protest that she made her own decisions, when Philip interrupted.

“So I’ve challenged him to a duel, and he’s accepted.”

Gideon shot her brother a look as Philip obviously departed from their agreed-upon plan. He seemed to clench his jaw, straightening to face Philip. “We’ll do it now.”

They both turned to her, and she knew they expected her to protest, to eventually give in. But she wasn’t going to ruin Gideon’s life. “You’re making a mistake,” she said solemnly. “I won’t change my mind. But if the honor of you both is at stake, then I’ll accept your decision. No one should know about this, of course, so I’ll stand in as your second—for both of you.”

Neither of them moved, and she felt a little surge of satisfaction as she brushed past them. “Father kept his dueling pistols here”—she opened a drawer of the massive desk—“and they’re still here. I can even load them for you. Philip, you taught me well.”

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw them glance at each other, helpless to object without ruining their plans. And then she saw her brother’s little smirk of superiority, the one he always thought he hid so well. He assumed she’d be the one to back down—but he’d be wrong.

She kept her back to them as she loaded the pistols. “Shall we go? I know the perfect place for a duel.”

She swept to her feet and out to the entrance hall, only setting down the pistol box to throw on her cloak. The butler watched wide-eyed as the two men fell in line behind her. The day was overcast, and faint snowflakes had already begun to whiten the grass, but she marched through it, leaving footprints behind. Inside, her emotions were a jumble of anger and humiliation and pride.

Over her shoulder she called, “I hear you should walk ten paces before firing, but that’s surely too far. Neither of you is a very good shot.”

“Merry,” Gideon began in a placating voice.

“Gideon!” Philip interrupted.

She wanted to glare at her brother—did he really think he knew everything about her, that she’d fall into line with whatever he said?

The stables were deserted as the servants gathered in the mansion for their own Christmas feast. The yard beyond, between the stables and the coach house, was barren but for the thin coating of snow.

With cold fingers, she undid the clasp and opened the box. “Choose your weapon.”

When Gideon hesitated, Philip narrowed his eyes and said, “After you.”

Gideon sighed and gave her a resigned look. “I’m not doing this.”

“What’s wrong?” she demanded, struggling to keep the emotion from her voice. “You obviously don’t mind hurting me, or you’d never have agreed to this ridiculous duel. And who are you both to assume I can’t defend my own honor?” She pulled out a pistol, dropping the box to the ground, backing away, and aiming at them both.

Gideon watched her solemnly, while Philip put up a hand. “Now, Merry, you can’t—”

She pulled the trigger, and they both jumped at the small explosion.

“You missed!” Philip said with astonishment.

“I didn’t miss—there wasn’t a bullet, you fool!”

Gideon’s sudden smile turned into a chuckle.

“Stop laughing!” she demanded. “How dare you two think such a foolish scheme would make me alter my life with something so permanent as marriage?”

Philip groaned and said with disgust, “That’s it, I’m going back to Christmas dinner. You two deserve each other.”

He stalked away, leaving her alone with Gideon, who still wore a tender smile that made tears flood her eyes.

“How could you do this, Gideon?” she whispered. “You know I’m not the sort of woman who would marry a man in love with someone else.”

His smile disappeared and he seemed almost urgent as he took her shoulders in his hands. “Is that what you really think?”

“Think? I know! You were courting Lady Augusta when you left, and she spoke about you to me every chance she could.”

He winced. “She was using you to press her suit. Before I left I’d told her that I didn’t love her, and she was convinced I’d return a changed man.”

Suddenly bewildered, Merry said, “She never married in all these years. I can’t believe…” Her words trailed off. She relived her memories of Lady Augusta, and now saw a subtle desperation she’d mistaken for sadness at being parted from Gideon.

“And how could I write about this in my letters to you?” he demanded, giving her a little shake. “All I ever heard about was Mr. Fogge and your work together. I thought you’d found a kindred spirit, a man who could share your intellectual pursuits more than I could.”

“Mr. Fogge?” she echoed in disbelief. “He could be my grandfather!” She saw the spark of hope that lit Gideon’s blue eyes, felt the flicker of her own deep inside. “But if you really feel something for me, why didn’t you just tell my brother you didn’t care about the scandal of kissing me?”

“I was supposed to tell your brother I was so filled with longing at the sight of you that I could barely breathe?”

Her own breath caught in a gasp as she gazed up at him.

“I was supposed to tell your brother that I love you, before I even told you?” he continued, practically lifting her to her toes as he pulled her close.

She whispered his name, tears falling in earnest.

With gentle fingers, he wiped them away. “Your letters made every dangerous moment in India worthwhile. At night I would reread them over and over and pretend I was with you.”

“Oh Gideon!” She flung her arms around his neck.

They clung to each other, snow falling softly, masking the sounds of London but for their breathing.

At last he lifted his head and framed her face in his hands. “So will you marry me, Merry?”

She laughed through her tears. “Oh, yes, Gideon.”

“Then it will be a Merry Christmas after all.” He kissed her again.

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Want some more of Gayle Callen's work?

Who is the lady setting London astir?
All is about to be revealed...

Notorious rake Leo Wade is not one for house parties--he'd much rather pass the time in London's gaming halls...and ladies' boudoirs. But when his gambling instinct leads him to believe the enchanting and utterly impossible Miss Susanna Leland is the anonymous model of a shockingly immodest painting...he braves country tedium for a chance to prove the lady's secret.

With one foot already firmly planted on the shelf, Susanna cares not a fig for propriety. But even she never imagined she'd become caught up in a ridiculous game of cat and mouse, and certainly not with the most wicked man of her acquaintance! Susanna has absolutely no intention of letting Leo confirm his suspicions, no matter how persuasive he can be.

Until sweet temptation becomes too much to bear, and they both learn that the price of trust may just be worth every scandalous secret.

Pick It Up Today!:
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Note: EVERY SCANDALOUS SECRET, Gayle's latest release, is available in ebook format at a reduced price of $4.99 on Amazon! And a back list title of hers, NEVER DARE A DUKE, is also on sale in ebook format for $1.99 via Amazon!!
Also note, that Gayle' next Victorian, RETURN OF THE VISCOUNT, will be available July 2012.

**Giveaway**
Gayle will be giving away 1 copy of IN PURSUIT OF A SCANDALOUS LADY, the first book of her Scandalous Lady trilogy to 1 lucky commenter!!! Make sure to leave a comment with your answer and fill out the raffle copter form below to be entered!

Don't Forget to head over to Ramblings From This Chick and read Erica Ridley's special holiday scene (plus ener her giveaway)

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**Grand Prize Giveaway**
On behalf of myself, Dani and a whole host of generous and awesome authors, we will be having one BIG Grand Prize given away to 1 lucky winner. The grand prize consists of a mix of books, swag, and lots of other secret goodies. Believe me, you want to enter to win this prize. Just make sure to leave a comment every day on each post on both blogs and fill out that day's grand prize giveaway form on each blog. You can follow THIS link to today's form for this post or fill it out below after you comment.
That's it. Super easy!

Good Luck everyone and Happy Holidays!

43 comments:

  1. Enjoyed this one very much. Always love the mismatched couples in the beginning, coming to together in the end. TKS

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  2. hi Gayle,

    i'd read your first book from this series and i love it so much (in pursui of scandalous lady), looking forward to read the next book ;)

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  3. I really enjoyed this story Gayle. You're a new to me author but I'll be checking out your books now.

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  4. Good morning everyone! So glad you enjoyed the short story. I had a lot of fun writing it. It's been so long since I've written in this form!

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  5. Gayle, I love your books. In this story I love how you took Merry and made her turn the tables... YAY!

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  6. Hello Gayle!
    I can't wait to read more of your books =D

    Emily Tardy

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  7. I loved your short story Gayle. I've already read "Every Scandalous Secret" and really enjoyed it. Thank you for this opportunity to win "In Pursuit of a Scandalous Lady".

    dpd333 (at) aol dot com

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  8. Valerie, glad you liked how Merry turned the tables. Must confess--it was my husband's idea! He's a great plotter.

    Hi Emily! Thanks!

    Diane, I'm so glad you enjoyed Every Scandalous Secret. That was a fun book to write. Leo was such a bad boy!

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  9. I love you scene Gayle! Thank you so very much for joining Rita and I for this event. =)

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  10. That's terrific... 1 more day till the end...

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  11. What a great excerpt! Very smart girl, I like her.

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  12. Thanks for the excerpt and Merry Christmas, Gayle!

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  13. I loved your story here, Gayle! I've read some of your past works, but not all I'm afraid (though they are all on my list). I haven't read any from this series, but I look forward to it! I always enjoy the covers you get; very pretty!

    Enjoy,
    TBQ
    The_Book_Queen AT yahoo DOT com
    http://tbqspersonalbookpalace.blogspot.com

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  14. Just to clarify, this short story isn't connected in any way to my current trilogy. I had fun writing something totally new and complete. Glad you all liked it!

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  15. Good for Merry, taking her fate (and a pair of pistols) into her own hands. Thanks for such a fun scene, Gayle!

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  16. I like friends to lovers stories. Thanks for the story.

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  17. I really enjoyed reading A Duel for Christmas. Can't wait to read your books. Happy Holidays.

    e.balinski(at)att(dot)net

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  18. I love an adventurous Lady!
    Happy Holidays!
    sallans d at yahoo dot com

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  19. Such as sweet story. Merry sure is feisty and I like that in a heroine. A great Merry Christmas scene.

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  20. Good job, Gayle! I hope you and all of your wonderful family have a very Merry Christmas and a healthy and happy New Year.

    Lee C.

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  21. That ending was so sweet!

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  22. Love the short story. Such a sweet ending. I especially liked how Merry played both her brother and Gideon since they didn't realize she'd overheard them talking. :)

    Pam

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  23. I enjoyed the short story and I'm looking forward to reading more of Gayle Callen's work.

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  24. Can't wait to read Gayle's current release.

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  25. What a charming story...thanks for sharing with us. I've read your work in the past and expect to enjoy your newest as well.

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  26. Excellent short! This is a new to me author that I will definitely be adding to my wishlist.

    Happy Holidays!!!

    yadkny@hotmail.com

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  27. Gayle -

    I love your books and every year I look forward to reading Christmas stories. Thank you for sharing Merry and Gideon's story with all your readers.

    Every Scandolous Secret sounds like it's going to be another award winning book for you and I can't wait to find out more about the painting of Susanna! Thanks also for having Return of the Viscount coming out just in time to kick off my summer reading!

    Best wishes for a Merry Christmas to you and our family. I grew up in up-state New York and live in New England now so I'm sure you also have all your TBR in front of a warm fire ready to help you get thru another snowy winter season!

    jeannemiro@yahoo.com

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  28. I loved the short story! Merry and Gideon are perfect for each other. Thanks for sharing it with us.

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  29. I loved this short story! And I loved the first 2 books of the Scandalous series. I can't wait to read this one and finally learn the truth about the painting (I hope).
    Happy holidays!

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  30. What a sweet way to say I love you for the first time. =) A wonderful short, thanks! If you can write such a good short I can't wait to check out one of your novels.

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  31. What a great story in just a few words! Although I haven't read any of your books yet, if this short is any indication of your work, I, and several others, are in for a real treat! Happy Holidays and thanks for the giveaway!

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  32. Hurrah for Merry! I enjoyed this, as I do all your books. No need to enter me - I already have In Pursuit of a Scandalous Lady. Happy Holidays!

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  33. Such a fabulous scene thank you!!

    marypres(AT)gmail(DOT)com

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  34. I really liked the story Gayle.I look forward to reading your trilogy. Happy Holidays.
    Carol L
    Lucky470 (at) aol (dot) com

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  35. Oh Christmas miracles. They do exist! What a wonderful story Gayle.

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  36. I liked the scene and it gave the characters a chance to show a bit of their personality. Thank you.

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  37. Hi Gayle! Love the excerPt that you put up there. Been read your book since I read never marry a stranger. I believe the heroine in this book connected w the hero in never marry a Stranger. Love these kinds of short story. Thank you:). Aretha zhen , Aretha_zhen@yahoo.com

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  38. Iloved the first one and can't wait to read the other two love how the cousins & sisters stick together can't wait to see what Susanna and Leo get up to

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  39. I enjoyed the story. Thanks for sharing. I love your stories.

    Merry Christmas to all!

    pnc07 (at) aol (dot) com

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  40. Loved the excerpt. Thanks! Can't wait to read the entire book. Merry Christmas!

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  41. That was a sweet story. Great name, Merry.
    mce1011 AT aol DOT com

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  42. It's not to late to still read a Christmas story - this sounds lovely!

    catslady5(at)aol.com

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  43. Enjoyed this story very much. It was very sweet.

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