Hi everyone! Today the lovely and talented Melanie Tushmore is taking over the blog to talk about her newest release, Goblins. So show her some love! 🙂
Hello, dear readers! For this last stop on the Goblins blog tour, the fabulous Jordan L Hawk is letting me commandeer her blog to tell you about my new fantasy series!
Goblins Book 1 comprises two stories. The first, Wulfren and the Warlock, being about a young goblin prince and a human witch. The 17th century in England was the age of witchcraft, and witches were feared as well as sought out.
For the second story, Quiller and the Runaway Prince, the story is set in 1648, the start of the second English civil war. The country is uneasy, the church is in turmoil, and warring sides had emerged. Each side had different styles of dress… Please welcome to the stage one of my more swoon-worthy kinks; cavaliers!
Personally, I blame it on watching too much Three Musketeers themed things as a kid. Blend that in with the thoroughly more English series, Robin of Sherwood, and welcome to my world! I’m an absolute sucker for a pretty man dressed in cavalier clothes, with a cape, and a feathered hat.
The human that Quiller catches in the forest had to be all these things; a youth pretty enough to make a goblin reconsider simply eating him. He also has a northern accent, a hint at where he’s running from, on account of the civil war. Going by the name of Cashel, I wrote him as a blue eyed, smooth-faced, redhead. Probably the best visual I can share is this one:
In the story, Cashel convinces Quiller to accompany him back to the human castle which belongs to his uncle, the Duke of Dunwin. I do love castles. I chose this picture of Appleby castle, in Cumbria, as a good example of what it would be like to glimpse it through the trees as one arrived home. Appleby is a 12th century castle, and mostly still standing today.
With castles come stables, and horses. I’m by no means a horsey person (I live in a village and there are plenty about; one even sticks his long nose through the hedge to give me a fright whenever I walk past) but bizarrely I did end up writing quite a lot of scenes with the boys on horses, or in the stables.
I blame that entirely on Robin of Sherwood, and watching handsome medieval characters rove around on horseback.
Back in those days, I imagine horses were like the automobiles of their time. Sitting upon a fine stallion and sneering down at the peasants would be like screeching past in a sportscar, splashing them with mud.
One of my favourite scenes is when Quiller the goblin has a bash at ‘being human’, dresses in the fancy cavalier clothes, and insists they go riding to the village.
“ Recovered from his stumble in the forest, Midnight was pleased not to be wearing a bridle and bit. I gripped his coarse mane instead. I used a saddle, though; a horse’s knobbly spine against my human arse sounded far too raunchy for my liking. ”
In the 17th Century, the ancient sprawl of Epping forest is bursting with magic and those who go unseen by human eyes: the elves who rule the summer court, and the goblins who rule the winter court. It is said that if a human catches the eye of one of the fey, they are either doomed or blessed.
Wulfren & the Warlock
When Wulfren wakes from a strange dream of a human captor with long silver hair, and grey eyes, his brothers tell him they rescued him from a warlock, and take Wulfren back home to the goblin king’s palace. But Wulfren isn’t so sure the matter is that simple. Why was he missing so long? What are the strange dreams of the beautiful man with the silver hair? Dalliances with humans are severely frowned upon, especially by Wulfren’s father, but Wulfren is willing to risk the scorn of his family to find the human who haunts his dreams.
Quiller & the Runaway Prince
After a hard winter, Quiller is sent deep into the forest on a family errand, and is surprised when a human stumbles into his path. Quiller swoops in to pester him, perhaps even eat him, but there is something special about the human: his scent is royal, though he protests that he is not, and soon Quiller finds himself agreeing to help the human with his troubles—in exchange for a kiss.
Thanks, Melanie! I’ve got to say, I love me some men in feathered hats. 🙂 If you love feathered hats as well, you can follow this link and buy Goblins today!