News — Victorian

Slowly Fell A Tale of Love and Thumbscrews Copyright © 2018 by Jayne Fresina   Prologue 1806   "Do you believe in witches?" Moved not by her small fingers, which had briefly rested against it, but kissed by a wending draft from somewhere within the house, the door standing ajar before her creaked gently, exhaling a quizzical moan. She heard her aunt's voice inside the room. "Witches, Silas? No, I most certainly do not. I know that sailors are sometimes betaken by flights of fancy and superstition, especially when they've been at sea for months, the grog has run out,...

The Mutinous Contemplations of Gemma Groot An Unlikely Romance Copyright © 2017 by Jayne Fresina     Introduction Revelation Meat   One of the things I remember most about her, is that her nails were always well-tended, the fingertips blushing pink as the spring buds on her quince trees. Only later did I conclude that this effect was the natural result of meticulous scrubbing, necessary in the disposal of evidence. Venetia Warboys, by most accounts, a mild-mannered, generous, church-going woman, attractive but of modest deportment, had reached her thirty-fifth year with little out of the ordinary happening in her life....

Damon Undone The Deverells, Book Five © 2017 by Jayne Fresina     Prologue 1836   "Trust nobody. Remember, there is no soul on earth who has your best interests at heart more than you." Remembering his father's stern advice, Damon Deverell, at just ten years of age, proudly kept his small chin up and his lips pressed tight, speaking to nobody, as the mail coach trundled slowly along the bumpy coast road, carrying him off to boarding school for the first time. With a wide, dry-eyed gaze, he peered out through the grimy window and quickly sought the little...