DIARY OF A HEROINE

Dear Diary ~ Lady Josephine Mounthall

2010-03-30T00:35:00.005+11:00

Dear Diary,

My name is Lady Josephine Mounthall. Recently my husband of six months died in the arms of his latest lover in the back room of a dirty establishment. Was I surprised about this fact? Only that his lover happened to be another man.

If I were to be truthful with you, I would have to say, that I never laved my husband, after all I was betrothed to him when I was still but a child. I grew up with the knowledge that I was a disappointment to my parents as I was not the son they wanted. I guess marrying me off to one of their dearest friends was the easiest solution for them.

My father died three months after my marriage to Lord Mounthall and my mother followed within two months of my father’s death. My husband passed from this world but a month later. So, now here I am with no other family member and only my childhood friend Lady Henrietta Grey as my confident.

Why am I telling you all this? I suppose to be able to explain something of my background, and why I have made the decision never to marry again. Instead, I shall dedicate my time to the unwanted children of London and the surrounding areas.

Now if I could just eliminate the images of one William Grey, the Duke Chesterfield from my mind, I shall be able to live a peaceful life.

Lexie ~ Having Her Best Friends Baby

2010-02-01T17:32:00.003+11:00

Dear Diary,

We the Heroines found out today that our Authoress is to once again take up her pen (so to speak) and begin to write again. It would seem that editing alone is not working too well for the lady.

I am pleased to report that it shall be James and my story that will get the chance to reach our Happy Ever After.

In her wisdom, the Authoress has decided to once again use The Novels blog as a way to record our back-stories. The girls and I are quite pleased about this, as so often readers don’t know what has lead the hero and heroine to their present state.

For now, you can read the blurb for ‘Having Her Best Friends Baby’, along with James and my character charts.

I shall return soon with an update on our progress. For now, I must get dressed back into my business suit.

Lexie

Dear Diary ~ Brooke

2010-01-20T03:39:00.003+11:00

Dear Diary,

Brooke here. We have been lax again, I'm soooo sorry, but time just seems to get away from us. Anyway, I'm here now. The authoress has decided to edit my story. I'm somewhat concerned as she intends to tone down the sex scenes. Her argument is that the story should be about the journey to eventual love, not how many sex scenes are in the book.

I'm just hoping she doesn't decide to add too much to the middle. I know for a fact that poor Sabrina and Clay are going to have at least another 20,000 words added to their story.

Now, don't go telling Sabrina I told you, she is not going to be very pleased.

We will try to write more often.

Brooke

D-Day ~ The Characters take Control

2009-10-31T12:33:00.005+11:00

Dear Diary,

Hi, Sky here. Yes, I know I haven’t posted a diary entry before now, however there is a reasonable explanation for that. My story is only 450 words into it, so maybe you will understand my frustration, read below as I explain.

We have a major problem. The authoress has decided to write a new novel for National Novel Writing Month. Now, while we understand she would like to try something new, here we are waiting for our stories to be told. The list of work in progress is growing and I for one am tired of sitting around and waiting to see what is going to happen with my story.

So, we characters are taking drastic steps. We have decided we will allow the Authoress five hours a day to work on her new Cosy Mystery, but after that she is ours and we will stop at nothing to get her attention. We have all the support we need the boys (see their site Let's Talk Heroes) are on side with us as well as CC and her characters. We will have our stories told and we want them finished by the end of the year. No more of this half hearted business, the Authoress needs to get her act together and we are the ones to ensure she does just that.

Tomorrow is D-Day. Watch this space.

See ya.

Sky

Now The Boys Are At It!

2009-10-03T21:27:00.006+10:00

Dear Diary,

Yes, we have been quiet, but we didn't want to put any more pressure on our authoress than she already has. Of course those jug head men of ours don't seem to understand that very well. Rhett is over on the boys blog complaining about having to wait to show me how much of a man he is. It's not like complaining will get the scene written any faster. Why upset the apple cart if you don't need to. I know we will have our happy ever after, there's no rush, let the other's have their stories written, than she will have time for Rhett and I. I've been waithing a long time for this, I'm going to enjoy the moment, saver every little touch...

Ella

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A New Heroine Joins our Family

2009-08-27T18:13:00.005+10:00

Dear Diary,

We have had a new heroine join our family over the last couple of days. Lexie Chambers, see photo above. Now I'm working on her to get her to write a bit about herself and her story, but at the moment she is a little shy.

Boy does she have a story to tell, and her hero is to die for. Of course he's not as good looking as my Clay, but never the less, he is hot. It's looking like our author is working her way through the finished manuscripts as far as editing goes, not sure yet when it will me my turn. Seems CC's heroines are a little more pushy than us. The girls and I may need to sit down and have a good long chat about that little hiccup.

I'll try to get Lexie to post her story soon. Just wanted to give you the heads up. I think I'll nip over to the boy's blog and see what they have been up to lately.

Cheerio

Sabrina

Where Could She Be?

2009-08-19T15:24:00.002+10:00

Dear Diary,

The girls and I have become a little concerned of late as our author seems to have gone missing. No matter how loud we yell, she is determined to ignore us. Desperate measures will have to be taken into hand shortly if she doesn’t start work on at least one of our stories. We want our Happy Ever After, we deserve our Happy Ever After. Have we do been wandering around this ‘Head Motel’ long enough? Surely she is sick of us by now!

Good I feel better now I have that off my chest. Must dash, I do believe Roman is looking for me, Lord only knows what I’ve done wrong now.

Your friend.
Lucy

Surrender In The Outback ~ Rose's Diary

2009-05-11T15:26:00.005+10:00

Dear Diary,

Why do men feel they are above everyone else? I had the misfortune of meeting the most disagreeable man today. As if it was my fault that is sweet little girl April, came and sat with me while he was busy swapping spit (April’s term, not mine) with his girlfriend. This is how it started.

I was reading a letter from my brother Sam while I was waiting to board my plane home to England. April came over to talk to me, what a sweet child. I asked her where her parents were, and wouldn’t they be worried about her? She replied that her father was busy with Aunty Viv, busy alright with the woman’s tongue halfway down his throat. When they finally came up for air and he took the time to notice April was sitting with a complete stranger, it was like I’d done something wrong. MEN!

When he made his way over to where April and I were sitting, it was obvious that his girlfriend was not impressed with having her goodbye moment interrupted. I am sure the woman has ice running through her veins. It is also quiet obvious that she has no time for sweet April, which is a shame because if the woman took the time with the little girl she would soon realise what a wonderful child April is, and what joy she could bring to her life.

As for April’s father, well, if I don’t ever see him again in this life time, it will a blessing. The hide of him looking down his nose at me like I was dirt under his feet, and calling me, “That woman.” That woman, as he put it took the time to talk to his daughter and stop her from wandering all over the airport. The rude insufferable man! I plan on sleeping all the way to England from Australia and I shall shut the man right out of my thoughts. It is a shame he is so darn good looking and sexy as all get go.

I better go the other passengers are starting to board.

Rose

Hi I'm New to the Heroine Diaries

2009-05-09T11:41:00.010+10:00

Dear Diary,

This is my first entry to 'The Heroine Diary'. I must say I am a little scared as to what I should write. After all, we don't want to give away too much information. Maybe I'll just tell you a little about myself.

My name is Rosemary Knight, but I get called Rose by most people. For the last two years I've been working in Australia as a reporter for a large national magarzine, but I'm on my way home to England for a short stay.

You see, my young brother has leukaemia and is in need of a bone marrow transplant. I'm the only one in the family who is a match, so of course I'm going home to him. My boss isn't very happy about me taking time off though. I had to promise to do an interview with some big wig in the outback when I return.

Shall write again soon.

Rose

The Godmother's Wish ~ Lucy's Diary 7

2009-02-03T13:15:00.000+11:00

Dear Diary,

I'm not sure what I should do anymore. Roman phoned while Roger and I were at dinner this evening to say we needed to get home to Nouna, but nothing was wrong when we got home. The fact that I was looking for a way to leave early is beside the point. Roger is such a lovely man, but he is just not my type.

Anyway, for the rest of the night Roman sat there glaring at me like I'd grown a second head. MEN! They are the most infuriating species around. He may be a sexy as hell, but he is really starting to get my goat up, and if he is not careful I'll bonk him one right on his near perfect nose. Okay, he has a perfect nose, but that is beside the point.

I am going to bed and I am not going to dream of him at all, nor am I going to think of the things he did to me this morning. And that my dear diary will have to be for another time as this will be my last entry here for some time. But I do believe that Jacqueline or Brooke will be here to entertain you for a while.

Good night my friend.

Lucy.

The Godmother's Wish ~ Lucy's Diary 6

2009-01-30T16:51:00.000+11:00

Dear Diary,

The man is driving me crazy! Nouna suggested he take me shopping this morning for a dress to wear on my date with Doctor Armstrong. I did not sleep very well last night as Roman went out after we argued and didn’t come home until very late. Why do I allow him to do this to me? It is not like we are in a relationship, so he has kissed me a few times. So what if my body comes alive with a single touch from him. That does not mean he can tell me who I can go out with, and now I have to spend all morning with him while I find a dress to wear tonight.

I am not sure I will survive the morning, well not without hitting him over his arrogant head anyway. I think I will buy the first little black dress I see and come home to hide in my room for the rest of the day. Yes, that will be best; avoidance is always a good tactic. Wish me luck because I am going to need it.

Lucy.

The Godmother's Wish ~ Lucy's Diary 5

2009-01-28T00:08:00.001+11:00

Dear Diary,

We had a welcome home lunch for Nouna this afternoon. I do believe she was quite pleased to see everyone there to welcome her out of hospital.

Roman and I had another confrontations, which ended with me in his arms once again. I feel at times like he has branded me and made me his and his allow. Doctor Armstrong (Roger), invited me out on a date tomorrow night which I accepted only because I could not think of a polite way to turn him down. Roman was not at all happy. Should I take that as a good sign? Or maybe he just thinks I’m too young to be going out with the doctor. Whatever the reason I have to admit it gave me a bit of a thrill that Roman could be jealous of someone else being interested in me.

I am about to go to bed and Roman has yet to return to the house after he slammed out the door this afternoon, maybe he went over to see Diana? Now there is a thought that throws cold water on my excitement.

Lucy

The Godmother's Wish ~ Lucy's Diary 4

2009-01-23T08:18:00.000+11:00

Dear Diary,

Nouna is improving, she is up walking with the aid of a walker and getting stronger everyday. The furniture arrived for her room, Dorothy and I have moved some of her clothes down stairs along with some personal items from her bedroom. At least the room looks inviting.

Roman seems to be avoiding me the last few days, and if we are together he makes sure Dorothy is there as well. I'm not sure what to do about him. This is one time I wish I had more experience with the opposite sex. I guess I can only wait and see what happens.

Lucy

The Godmother's Wish ~ Lucy's Diary 3

2009-01-20T14:34:00.000+11:00

Dear Diary,

Nouna is doing much better this evening. Mrs. Russell was by earlier in the afternoon for a visit, which seems to have lifted Nouna’s sprites. It was good to see some life back in her eyes. However, it is not this that is troubling me this evening. It is Roman.

How can one’s life shift so much in a short space of time? On the way to the hospital, we stopped at the furniture store to select some furnishings for Nouna’s room. Roman has decided to set up the small sitting room for Nouna as it has a wonderful view of the garden. The large French door will allow for the evening breeze to flow bringing the smell of the flowers into the room.

We have just been down there moving furniture ready for the delivery tomorrow. Roman told Dorothy that we would change the room around because she had more than enough to worry about, which is quite true. It was while changing things in the room with the door closed that things changed between us. I accidently pumped into him when I turned from windows. His arms spread around my waist and stayed there, I watched as his eyes changed colour, actually changed colour. I’m not sure how it happened but one minute we were looking at each other and the next we were kissing.

Oh, my Lord. His kisses are like heaven. I felt like I’d at last found a home. Even now, my hand is shaking; his large hands pulled me closer to his body. My arms snaked around his neck holding him as close as I could. Then he pushed me away, his eyes turned cold, as cold as ice and he turned and walked out of the room without another word.

What could I have done wrong?

Lucy

The Godmother's Wish ~ Lucy's Diary 2

2009-01-18T15:02:00.000+11:00

Dear Diary,

I had the most unusual dream this afternoon. I dreamt that Roman came into my room while I slept and stood watching me. It was in some ways wicked as I was only wearing my underwear; the good sister of St Joseph’s would be most upset if they learnt of my thought wandering to such things. I could feel my body heat as his eyes roamed over my skin, the desire that flared in his eyes cause dampness between my legs that I have never had before. I am sure that these are thing that good catholic girls are not meant to be dreaming of, do you think I will be punished for my wicked thinking?

As I watched Roman speck today to the doctors I wondered what it would be like to have those lips take mine and kiss me breathless. He takes my breath away with a look or just by placing his hand on my shoulder. If this keeps up by the time Nouna comes home from hospital I’ll be wound up like a tight spring ready to ping at any moment.

I am behaving like such a fool.

Lucy.

The Godmother's Wish ~ Lucy's Diary 1

2009-01-15T23:58:00.000+11:00

Dear Diary,

Today I arrived home to find out that Nouna had organized a ball in honor of my return home. While the evening was pleasant and everyone was very kind welcoming me home, I still spent the whole time either worried about Nouna or confused as to why Romanos wanted to spend so much time with me. Maybe it was just the fact that his girlfriend was called away just before we sat down for the meal and he had nothing better to do than dance with me. Whatever the reason I found it all very disturbing.

On top of all this after everyone had left, Nouna had a fall and broke her hip. I’m sure there is a lot more going on with her and she is not telling either Romanos or me. It was very upsetting to see her in so much pain. The doctor has told us she should pull through but she will need to be in hospital for at least a week. Thank heavens I have not found employment yet for at least now I will be able to spend time at the hospital with her. Oh Lord, I pray that there is nothing too serious wrong with her.

Romanos has insisted on staying here at the house with me while Nouna is away, and may even stay after her return. I don’t know how I will manage having him so close all the time. I get this silly little flattering in my stomach every time he looks at me. I know that is just being selfish not wanting him here, after all I’m sure he would much rather be elsewhere, like with Diana. I hope she doesn’t come to stay. I don’t think she likes me very much and I would find it hard living with the nasty stares she gives me all the time.

For now, I’ll just concentrate on Nouna and helping her get back on her feet. I can’t help wondering if she had not had the silly ball for me she would not have fallen, I sure the long evening took a lot out of her and she is such a wonderful host. I’ll do my best to make it up to her.

For now goodnight, or should I say good morning.

Lucy