Hallo meine Lieben,
das Herausgeben der englischen Versionen von PFADE DER HOFFNUNG und DUNKELHEIT DER HERZEN hat nun doch wesentlich mehr Zeit in Anspruch genommen, als ich zunächst angenommen hat. Immer wieder gab es den einen oder anderen Stolperstein, aber nun sind PATHS OF HOPE wie auch THE HEART´S DARKNESS als eBook online und müssen ihren Weg gehen.
Wenn man dann so lange aus dem Schreiben und der Geschichte draußen ist, dauert das - zumindest geht es mir so - immer ein Weilchen, bis man sich wieder in die Story einfindet. Jetzt läuft´s wieder, und daher wird es in den nächsten Tagen auch das erste Textspickerle geben.
Und ich glaube ich verrate nicht zu viel, wenn ich euch sage, dass ihr euch wieder auf einen spannenden Roman gefasst machen könnt, bei dem auch der romantische Anteil höher sein wird als in Band 1. Taucht mit Gwen und Jacque in die pralle, opulente Welt des 18. Jahrhunderts ein, denn das Abenteuer geht weiter.
Band 2 der Saga wird hauptsächlich in der Provence spielen, einer Gegend, die mir seit meiner ersten Recherchereise sofort und mit allem, was dieser Landstrich zu bieten hat, ans Herz gewachsen ist. Die Menschen, die Natur und das Essen. Marseille und die Gegend um Aix-en-Provence sind in RUF DES SCHICKSALS die Hauptschauplätze. Hierzu wird es in den kommenden Wochen immer wieder ein paar Posts geben.
Miniausblick auf Band 3: Der wird uns an den Hof des Le Regent, dem legendären Herzog von Orleans, führen.
Freitag, 29. Mai 2015
Mittwoch, 27. Mai 2015
Achtung!!! Internet-Troll auf Amazon.com
Hallo meine Lieben!
Poste aus gegebenen Anlass, da Paths Of Hope auf Amazon.com offensichtlich ins Visier eines Trolls geraten ist. Es sind zwar nur zwei Sätze, die mich jedoch bereits mehrere Hundert Downloads gekostet haben und damit potentielle Leser/innen, die ich für den Einstieg in den englischen Markt dringend brauche. Die Dame, die sich auf Amazon JoJoMonroe nennt, sucht sich offensichtlich Bücher aus, die neu und noch nicht bewertet sind und haut dann 2Sterne-Rezis rein, ohne wirklich auf das Buch einzugehen.Wer Pfade der Hoffnung kennt, weiß, dass diese Rezi aus der Luft gegriffen und einfach falsch ist.
Wenn ihr die Serie mögt und mich gern unterstützen möchtet, dann ladet Euch bitte das eBook auf den Kindle oder ein anderen Reader - das Format ist offen und im Moment GRATIS - und schreibt auf Amazon.com eine kurze Rezi. Hier findet Ihr übrigens auch die Troll-Rezi. Vielen Dank für Eure Hilfe!!! Bitte auch den "Nicht-hilfreich-Button" drücken. Anders kann man mit solchen Leuten leider nicht umgehen, die nicht anderes wollen als Schaden anzurichten!!!
Hier geht´s zum Link:
http://www.amazon.de/PATHS-HOPE-Dark-Serie-English-ebook/dp/B00XYCZE6Q/ref=sr_1_4?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1432717475&sr=1-4&keywords=breonna+j.+bliss
Poste aus gegebenen Anlass, da Paths Of Hope auf Amazon.com offensichtlich ins Visier eines Trolls geraten ist. Es sind zwar nur zwei Sätze, die mich jedoch bereits mehrere Hundert Downloads gekostet haben und damit potentielle Leser/innen, die ich für den Einstieg in den englischen Markt dringend brauche. Die Dame, die sich auf Amazon JoJoMonroe nennt, sucht sich offensichtlich Bücher aus, die neu und noch nicht bewertet sind und haut dann 2Sterne-Rezis rein, ohne wirklich auf das Buch einzugehen.Wer Pfade der Hoffnung kennt, weiß, dass diese Rezi aus der Luft gegriffen und einfach falsch ist.
Wenn ihr die Serie mögt und mich gern unterstützen möchtet, dann ladet Euch bitte das eBook auf den Kindle oder ein anderen Reader - das Format ist offen und im Moment GRATIS - und schreibt auf Amazon.com eine kurze Rezi. Hier findet Ihr übrigens auch die Troll-Rezi. Vielen Dank für Eure Hilfe!!! Bitte auch den "Nicht-hilfreich-Button" drücken. Anders kann man mit solchen Leuten leider nicht umgehen, die nicht anderes wollen als Schaden anzurichten!!!
Hier geht´s zum Link:
http://www.amazon.de/PATHS-HOPE-Dark-Serie-English-ebook/dp/B00XYCZE6Q/ref=sr_1_4?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1432717475&sr=1-4&keywords=breonna+j.+bliss
Donnerstag, 21. Mai 2015
Platz 84 im Ranking für Paths Of Hope
Hallo meine Lieben,
vor ungefähr 24 Stunden ist Pfade der Hoffnung in der englischen Version Paths Of Hope als eBook bei Amazon an den Start gegangen und hat sich tatsächlich mit # 84 einen Platz in den Top 100 in der Kategorie Historical Scottish Fiction erobert.
So etwas habe ich nicht einmal zu träumen gewagt, dass ich tatsächlich mal mit ganz großen Autoren wie Diana Gabaldon, Philippa Gregory oder Maya Banks auf einer Bestsellerliste stehen darf. Und ich kann euch verraten, es ist ein unbeschreibliches tolles Gefühl.
Vielen Dank an all die Menschen, die sich für mein Buch und damit für mich als Autorin entschieden haben.
Alles Liebe, eure Breonna.
vor ungefähr 24 Stunden ist Pfade der Hoffnung in der englischen Version Paths Of Hope als eBook bei Amazon an den Start gegangen und hat sich tatsächlich mit # 84 einen Platz in den Top 100 in der Kategorie Historical Scottish Fiction erobert.
So etwas habe ich nicht einmal zu träumen gewagt, dass ich tatsächlich mal mit ganz großen Autoren wie Diana Gabaldon, Philippa Gregory oder Maya Banks auf einer Bestsellerliste stehen darf. Und ich kann euch verraten, es ist ein unbeschreibliches tolles Gefühl.
Vielen Dank an all die Menschen, die sich für mein Buch und damit für mich als Autorin entschieden haben.
Alles Liebe, eure Breonna.
What A Big Surpise!!!! Rank 84 For PATHS OF HOPE
Only 24 hours after publishing PATHS OF HOPE entered the Top 100 in Historical Scottish Fiction.
A big thank you to all the people that bought or lend the ebook. I´m very proud and it is a great honor to read my name and see my book cover in a bestseller list.
A big thank you to all the people that bought or lend the ebook. I´m very proud and it is a great honor to read my name and see my book cover in a bestseller list.
PATHS OF HOPE Is Now Available!!!
The ebook version from PATHS OF Hope is live and available.
Get your copy e.g. on amazon.com or amazon.uk.
Customer in USA, Canada and UK can read the Kindle edition for free on Kindle Unlimited!!!
Get your copy e.g. on amazon.com or amazon.uk.
Customer in USA, Canada and UK can read the Kindle edition for free on Kindle Unlimited!!!
Dienstag, 19. Mai 2015
Cover Presentation - PATHS OF HOPE
Here it is. The first cover presentation of PATHS OF HOPE.
The ebook version will be published the next few days on amazon.com, amazon.uk, amazon.co and amazon.au.
And now have the first exklusive look to the book cover.
The ebook version will be published the next few days on amazon.com, amazon.uk, amazon.co and amazon.au.
And now have the first exklusive look to the book cover.
Montag, 18. Mai 2015
PATHS OF HOPE - Look Inside (1)
EXCERPT FROM PATHS OF HOPE, Chapter 1
Fort
George, Massachusetts, March 2, 1723
They
have come. Unrelenting and merciless – the beat of the military drums sound
down to my dungeon deep below. Making my ears ring, every single beat of the
drum resounds like a lash of the whip filling me with dread, pain and
anticipation. Thinking of what lies ahead I shudder and wish my mind were as
empty as this dismal chamber, in which I have been held prisoner for months. If
only I could thoughtlessly stare at these damp walls and watch the dripping water
drops impress their moist traces on the mossy stone bricks and simply accept my
fate. But my human mind will not let me. I know all too well that it cannot
take much longer before they come and get me. To make the most of the remaining
time, I’m scribbling these lines that may be the last into this book.
Only
a few days ago I was still hoping for pardon. Now my destiny has finally been
sealed. A cold shiver creeps over my body and heart at the very thought of what
will happen should I reach London alive. The question of if it will happen is
no longer relevant. It is rather a matter of when, since the end of my life has
been decided. They have accused me of high treason and of collaborating with
conspirators. The day of my execution is drawing near – July 28, three days
before I turn twenty-two.
This
very second I feel the bitter smile of foreboding on my face. The barbarous
penalty inflicted on people convicted of high treason is no secret. They are
hanged, drawn and quartered. Hanging and drawing do not necessarily warrant
instant death. Some delinquents may witness the burning of their intestines
before their heart stops beating. And London’s executioners are known to be skilled
masters of their craft.
Although
the thought of my own death makes me tremble, the gnawing sense of uncertainty
is greater. I have no idea of what will become of my fellow prisoners I am
forced to leave behind today. The very people I love most dearly – my father,
Alastair MacDonnell, and my two brothers Willeam and Columban. We’ll probably never
see each other again. Nor will I ever be able to feel their reassuring
closeness again. This pain is unbearable! May the Almighty protect them in this
godforsaken world and spare them my fate. If they are, however, destined to die
I ray for their quick and painless deaths. Steps are approaching the chamber
door. My time has come…
I placed
the pencil between the pages and closed the cloth-bound booklet. In frenzy my
fingers hastily tucked at and tied the leather tape that kept the cover and
pages together.
A key
turned in the lock and it jumped open with a metal click. I let the diary
disappear in the bosom of my dress and pushed it so far down towards my hinds,
that it was no longer visible. Then I tidied my skirt. Just in time before the
heavy wooden door swung open, accompanied by the familiar lamenting squeal
sounding even more baleful in the winter morning.
“Gwenyth
Mary MacDonnell are you ready?” The gentle sounding voice of the fort’s
military surgeon, Adam Grant, inquired behind me.
Of course not, how could I possibly be?
Nevertheless, I somehow managed to face him and nod.
English Version from Paths Of Hope Is Coming Soon
Dear Readers,
Volume I PATHS OF HOPE from the series The Dark Hawk is in final preparation. The ebook will be available soon. Excerpts are following!!!
Bye for now and with love
Breonna
Volume I PATHS OF HOPE from the series The Dark Hawk is in final preparation. The ebook will be available soon. Excerpts are following!!!
Bye for now and with love
Breonna
Mittwoch, 13. Mai 2015
THE HEART´S DARKNESS Available As Ebook For Kindle
Since a few hours THE HEART´S DARKNESS is available as ebook for Kindle. You can get your copy in all amazon-shops, e.g.
amazon.com, amazon.uk, amazon.au or amazon.ca
Customer in USA, Canada and UK can read the Kindle edition for free on Kindle Unlimited!!!
amazon.com, amazon.uk, amazon.au or amazon.ca
Customer in USA, Canada and UK can read the Kindle edition for free on Kindle Unlimited!!!
Dienstag, 12. Mai 2015
My Author´s Page Is Prepared
My Author´s Page is prepared for English visitores now. If you like, take a look.
www.breonna-bliss.com
www.breonna-bliss.com
Montag, 11. Mai 2015
Cover Presentation - The Heart´s Darkness
Here it is. The first cover presentation of THE HEART´S DARKNESS.
The ebook version will be publishes at the end of this week on amazon.com, amazon.uk, amazon.co and amazon.au.
And now have the first exklusive look to the book cover.
The ebook version will be publishes at the end of this week on amazon.com, amazon.uk, amazon.co and amazon.au.
And now have the first exklusive look to the book cover.
Samstag, 9. Mai 2015
Folgen über Goodreads - Follow Me On Goodreads
Mein Goodreads-Konto hat ein Update bekommen, und so könnt ihr mir ab sofort auch über dieses Portal folgen.
Ich freue mich auf euch!!!
I gave an update to my goodreads account. You can follow my on Goodreads, too.
You´re wellcome!!! See you soon!!!
Freitag, 8. Mai 2015
THE HEART´S DARKNESS - The Look Inside (2)
Extracts from chapter 2
I opened the door to the largest room in the house,
the sitting room. In the fireplace a fire was burning and crackling and filled
the room with pleasant warmth and the scent of wood and resin. As so often, my
father, Alastair MacDonnell, was sitting at his desk, a secretary that stood
close to one of the tall windows, and was busy with notes or accounting of some
kind.
I
remained standing at the threshold and knocked softly on the door frame.
“Good
evening, Father,” I greeted him. “May I come in?”
My
father raised his head, took the pince-nez from his nose and smiled briefly,
before he drew his silver watch from his jacket pocket. He threw a shrewd look
at its face.
“It
is almost six o’clock, my dear young daughter. Where have you been all this
time?” he asked sternly, but happily not really cross.
“Please forgive me, Father. I was
in the woods and...” Through the open door to the kitchen, I pointed to my
basket, which I had placed on the kitchen table in a readily visible position
beforehand. “I made good use of the nice weather and went to collect blackberry
leaves again for the tea that you like to drink so much.”
My father’s expression lost its
severity, while he ran his hand through his short grey hair. He always made
this gesture when he was considering whether he should reprimand me, or show
himself to be merciful. I hoped for the latter.
“Well,
if that’s the case, for once I’ll do without a tongue lashing,” he grumbled
with a soft chuckle.
“Can
I speak with you, Father? It’s really important.”
“Go
on, my child, what’s on your mind?” He settled himself in his armchair and
folded his hands over his stomach.
“Eibhlin
told me that we have guests?”
“Yes,
a Mr. Benjamin Preston from Lone Oak. He was looking for a place to stay for
the night. I offered him the attic, and his people are staying in the barn.”
My
father looked me over, from head to foot. “What’s wrong, Gwen? You are so pale,
that you might have seen a ghost.”
“It
wasn’t a ghost, but I saw Preston and his men while I was gathering blackberry
leaves in the woods.”
“Then
you sent him to me? He didn’t mention anything to me about it.”
“I
didn’t speak to Mr. Preston. With a dozen strange men prowling through the
forest, I thought it was more sensible to hide...the men come from Lone Oak,
you said?”
“Yes.”
“The
Lone Oak that I know lies at the bottom end of Pleasant Lake, that is, north of
Glensemais.”
Thoughts
were running swiftly through my mind, and the picture that they created made me
truly uneasy and gave me a queasy feeling in the pit of my stomach.
My father frowned in thought. “I don’t know where
you’re going with this, Gwen.”
I heard footsteps on the stairs.
“Father, please listen carefully to me,” I began
hastily, “this Preston didn’t come from the direction of Pleasant Lake, but
from the south.”
I had hardly ended my sentence when there was a
knock at the door and, without waiting for an answer, a tall,
elegantly-dressed, middle-aged man entered the room. I recognized him
immediately. He had ridden the dark stallion, and thus confirmed my assumption
that he was the head of the company.
The
man looked around the room with arrogant curiosity, before his eyes came to
rest on me.
My
father had stood up when the guest entered. Now he came out from behind the
massive oaken desk and stretched his arm out to the newcomer in welcome.
“Gwenyth,
I would like to introduce you to our guest,” he said in a friendly tone.
I
knew that my information had not left him untouched, but throughout all the
years during which we had had to be constantly on guard, he had become
accustomed to concealing his feelings carefully from his surroundings.
The
stranger came towards me with a determined step. He was almost half a head
taller than my father and was of lean stature. Nevertheless, he made a tough
and determined impression and reminded me of a hunting dog who was just about
to take up a scent. With a thin smile on his lips, he gave me his hand, while
he inspected me, half out of curiosity and half furtively, with his pale grey
eyes.
“My
pleasure, miss, my name is Benjamin Preston,” he said, introducing himself.
“Gwenyth
Mary MacDonnell. Alastair MacDonnell...” I began and shook his hand hesitantly.
“...is
your father,” our guest finished my sentence. “I am informed. And I can assure
you, that your father gave a proud report of his daughter.”
He relinquished my hand. For some unknown reason I
was glad, as deep within me a feeling advised me to avoid every kind of
familiarity between Preston and me.
“I’ll leave you and my father alone now,” I said
with an apologetic gesture in the direction of the kitchen. “With so many
guests there is a lot of preparation.”
“I think Macey and Eibhlin can manage quite well.
Come, sit here with us and keep me and Mr. Preston company for a while,” my
father replied.
I felt his hand on my
back, and it directed me gently but firmly to the sofa and to the two inviting
upholstered chairs in front of the fire.Enjoy your read. In the next few days you will find more excerpts on this blog.
If you want to leave a comment your are wellcome, too.
Mittwoch, 6. Mai 2015
THE HEART´S DARKNESS - The Look Inside (1)
Extracts from Chapter 1
Enjoy your read. In the next few days you will find more excerpts on this blog.
If you want to leave a comment your are wellcome, too.
Glensemais,
Massachusetts, September 29, 1722
A smile spread across my face when
I discovered Padraig among the trees. I had waited for him for what had seemed
like an eternity and had doubted somewhere deep inside me whether he would even
still come. Yet, he was finally here, and my worry changed suddenly to
anticipation.
Almost
silently, he stalked through the sun-flooded brush to our hiding place, a small
clearing surrounded by blackberry and blueberry bushes in the middle of the forest.
And Padraig had noticed me, too. He gave a quick wave, before he prepared to make
a spirited leap over a tree stump that blocked his way.
I
put my basket with rosehips and blackberry leaves aside and ran towards him,
smiling with joy. Padraig opened his arms to catch me.
“I
was afraid you had forgotten me,” I scolded him, feigning severity.
Padraig
set me down carefully, as though a careless movement might cause me to break.
His reddish-blond hair fluttered in the warm breeze which blew around the trees
with their autumn leaves. He merely looked at me tenderly for a while, and then
he shook his head.
“No,
love, you’re wrong there. No matter what happens, I could never forget you...”
His
declaration of love embarrassed me, as it came unexpectedly and was not at all
like Padraig’s generally unromantic nature. I sensed that my cheeks were
getting hot, and probably also turning red.
“Why
do you come so late?” I asked, a little out of curiosity as to why he had been
tardy, but primarily as his forthright confession of love had surprised me
somewhat, and I wanted to change the subject.
“We
were in the fields. We couldn’t have waited much longer with the tilling.”
Padraig looked up at the cloudless blue autumn sky. “It is still warm, but in a
few days we could have the first frost, and then it gets harder and harder to
work the soil.”
I
nodded in agreement, as we had also just prepared our fields for the winter.
Padraig
took hold of my hands. He carried them to his lips and gently kissed the backs
of my hands.
“Now
it’s not even four weeks until our wedding,” he said thoughtfully. “Have you
thought about what our lives will be like afterward?”
I
caressed Padraig’s unshaven cheek with its stubble tenderly.
“Very
often, my dear,” I responded softly. “But how else should it be? I will move in
with you and your grumpy father, keep house for you, and help you in the field
and with the animals and...”
“...and
what?”
“And
one day have our children, who we will bring up together,” I answered,
laughing.
“Does
this thought make you happy? I mean, do you really want to live with my
bad-tempered father under one roof in the coming years?” Padraig asked
seriously.
I
looked at him enquiringly, as his behavior had now surprised me for the second
time within a short period of time. What did he mean by his question? It was
actually the most normal thing in the world that the wife moved in with her
husband, and that Padraig’s father lived there too didn’t change anything. Just
as little as the fact that he was a grumpy chap whom one could almost never
please.
“Do
you have perhaps a better plan?” I enquired in irritated tone.
Padraig’s
grin was as wide as the Kennebec River after the snow melt in spring.
“And
do I ever,” he said in a conspiratorial undertone, while he began to fumble at
his shirt. Seconds later he drew a scroll wrapped in leather from out of his
breast slit.
“Here.”
He pressed the roll into my hand.
“What
is that?” I asked, curious.
“Open it. See for yourself.”
With feverish fingers, I opened the slender
ribbon that held the roll closed and unrolled the leather with a solemn
gesture. In disbelief I marveled at the document that appeared from under the
cover.
“That...that is a deed,” I murmured in
surprise. “And our names are on it...Padraig, does this mean...?”
Clearly, I was being too slow-witted for
Padraig’s liking, in that moment. He took the deed from me, together with its
leather cover.
“Yes, Gwen, that’s exactly what it means,” he
exclaimed in a voice hoarse with excitement. “I have bought some land for us.
We will have our own little farm. A home just for us...and our children,” he
added hastily.Enjoy your read. In the next few days you will find more excerpts on this blog.
If you want to leave a comment your are wellcome, too.
Montag, 4. Mai 2015
Im Mai wird es Englisch - THE DARK HAWK SERIES are coming!!!
Ja, meine Lieben, jetzt wird es ernst!
Sowohl für DUNKELHEIT DER HERZEN als auch für PFADE DER HOFFNUNG liegen die Amerikanischen Übersetzungen vor. Beide Romane sollen annähernd zeitgleich im Laufe dieses Monats an den Start gehen zuerst als eBook und bei Erfolg auch als Print.
DUNKELHEIT DER HERZEN wird unter dem Titel THE HEART´S DARKNESS erscheinen.
PFADE DER HOFFNUNG wird ganz getreu dem Originaltitel unter PATHS OF HOPE erhältlich sein. Die komplette Buchreihe wird unter THE DARK HAWK SERIES laufen.
Im Moment bin ich dabei, die Cover für die englische Version zu gestalten und die ebooks herzustellen. Das Cover zu THE HEART´S DARKNESS wird wohl zu DUNKELHEIT DER HERZEN unverändert bleiben, PATHS OF HOPE wird ein bisschen "piratiger" als PFADE DER HOFFNUNG daherkommen. In den nächsten Tagen werdet ihr es auf diesem Blog erfahren, denn ich habe noch eine ganze Menge zu tun. ganz abgesehen davon wollt ihr ja bestimmt auch wissen, wie es mit Jaque und Gwen weitergeht ...
Drückt mir die Daumen!!!
Sowohl für DUNKELHEIT DER HERZEN als auch für PFADE DER HOFFNUNG liegen die Amerikanischen Übersetzungen vor. Beide Romane sollen annähernd zeitgleich im Laufe dieses Monats an den Start gehen zuerst als eBook und bei Erfolg auch als Print.
DUNKELHEIT DER HERZEN wird unter dem Titel THE HEART´S DARKNESS erscheinen.
PFADE DER HOFFNUNG wird ganz getreu dem Originaltitel unter PATHS OF HOPE erhältlich sein. Die komplette Buchreihe wird unter THE DARK HAWK SERIES laufen.
Im Moment bin ich dabei, die Cover für die englische Version zu gestalten und die ebooks herzustellen. Das Cover zu THE HEART´S DARKNESS wird wohl zu DUNKELHEIT DER HERZEN unverändert bleiben, PATHS OF HOPE wird ein bisschen "piratiger" als PFADE DER HOFFNUNG daherkommen. In den nächsten Tagen werdet ihr es auf diesem Blog erfahren, denn ich habe noch eine ganze Menge zu tun. ganz abgesehen davon wollt ihr ja bestimmt auch wissen, wie es mit Jaque und Gwen weitergeht ...
Drückt mir die Daumen!!!
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