Please welcome Julie Rowe to The Mystique!!
Bringing with her, she has her second book of War Girls
Bringing with her, she has her second book of War Girls
Enticing the Spymaster.
Enticing the Spymaster
War Girls, Book Two
War Girls, Book Two
Julie Rowe
Genre: Historical romance, medical
romance
Publisher: Carina Press
Date of Publication: June 3, 2013
ISBN: 978-14268-9556-2
ASIN: B00BZPJSV6
Number of pages: 153
Word Count: 34,000
Cover Artist: Millennium Promotions, Inc.
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Book Description:
German-occupied Brussels, Belgium, April
1915
Judith Goddard is hiding in plain sight.
A dual citizen with family ties to Belgian royalty and the British military,
she works as a Red Cross nurse in a German hospital, learning what she can,
ever fearful her true allegiance will be discovered.
British Expeditionary Force Captain
Michael Lawrence is on a mission to rescue the daughter of his mentor. He
doesn't expect to find a strong beautiful woman in place of the naïve girl
whose love he rejected years earlier.
Jude is shocked when Michael turns up in
her hospital, wounded and in German uniform. Though he broke her heart, she
agrees to flee Belgium with him—she has information about an imminent attack
that she must deliver to the British War Office, before it's too late.
Posing as a married couple, Jude and
Michael journey to the border, in constant danger of discovery—and of giving in
to their mutual passion…
Excerpt
Enticing the Spymaster
Brussels, Belgium
April 16, 1915
The ballroom of the Belgian Royal
Palace had rarely been this full. Not even on special occasions when the royal
family invited guests from around the world to celebrate momentous events.
Judith Goddard stood in the main
doorway, looked out across the room and swallowed a mouthful of worry and fear.
So many men in the room, most young, one hundred sixty-three at last count, but
she wished it were empty. She wished none of them were here at all.
A ballroom like this should be
filled with music, light and elegantly dressed couples dancing to an orchestra.
Not rows of wounded men, their clothing torn and bloody, their groans and harsh
whispers the only sounds. But the rank smell of burnt flesh and old blood
overpowered everything else. She stepped inside, approaching one of the wounded
who'd just come out of surgery, and wondered if the stench would ever come out
of her hair or clothes.
Possibly, if one used enough
soap.
Would it be possible to wash away
the smells of suffering and death from her memory?
Unlikely.
Since the war started, she'd seen
a never-ending stream of wounded. The palace had been completely overrun by the
German army at the beginning of their aggression. First as a military
headquarters, but within weeks the larger ballroom had been converted into a
hospital.
She focused on the man she was
caring for, bandaging his leg where the surgeon had stitched the skin closed.
There wasn't time for woolgathering.
There wasn't even time for
regrets.
"Nurse? Nurse, can you help
my friend?"
Judith looked up...and discovered
the last man she expected.
Shock held her immobile for
several long moments as she gazed into the face of Captain Michael Lawrence, a
protégé of her father. A man who shouldn't be in the middle of an enemy
hospital, miles behind enemy lines, surrounded by enemy soldiers. A man she'd
been in love with for years.
Her heart pounded out a fast
tango in her ears as she stared at him wide eyed, taking in his muddy clothing.
Michael, a proud member of the British Expeditionary Force, was wearing a
German infantry uniform.
Frowning, she opened her mouth to
demand an answer to the first of many questions, but he spoke before she could
with a sad, tired lift to one side of his lips.
"Please, a little
water."
Wearing a German uniform and
speaking German with the accent of a man from Hamburg.
Behind him, a wave of men
staggered into the once elegant ballroom. Some on their own, most in pairs and
threes holding each other up, all of them wounded. Nurses directed them to any
open space.
She swallowed her questions.
"Yes, of course. I'll be right there." She tied a knot in the
bandage, securing it around the stump that used to be a leg. Thank God the
soldier was still unconscious.
Watching Michael out of the
corner of her eye, she washed her hands in a basin of bloody water with a
narrow bar of strong soap, then shook them dry. He led her across the ballroom,
manoeuvring around gurneys, cots and pallets littering the floor.
Michael brought her to a man
whose breathing was visibly fast and shallow. She grabbed a canteen of clean
water and knelt next to him. "Here's the water. Drink it slow."
He pursed his mouth to catch the
precious liquid, but his lips wavered and his head dropped back so it spilled
across his face.
About the Author:
Julie Rowe’s first career as a medical
lab technologist in Canada took her to the North West Territories and northern
Alberta, where she still resides. She loves to include medical details in her
romance novels, but admits she’ll never be able to write about all her medical
experiences because, “No one would believe them!”. In addition to writing
contemporary and historical medical romance, and fun romantic suspense for
Entangled Publishing and Carina Press, Julie has a short story in the Mammoth
Book of Medical Romance.
Her book SAVING THE RIFLEMAN (WAR GIRLS)
won the novella category of the Gayle Wilson Award of Excellence. Her writing
has also appeared in several magazines such as Today’s Parent, Reader’s Digest
(Canada), and Canadian Living.
You can reach her at www.julieroweauthor.com , on Twitter @julieroweauthor or at her
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Website: www.julieroweauthor.com
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Good luck on your tour.
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