I’m proud to present The
King of Threadneedle Street, my newest historical (set in
1871 England), a tale of star-crossed lovers who take on the world.
Andrew Tilmore is a mad
genius of sorts, who figured out at a young age how to make a killing in
the stock market. (Did you know Threadneedle Street is the British
equivalent to Wall Street?)
He returns home after two
years’ absence to find uproar. His sister is about to marry a lecherous
duke, Andrew’s mother keeps trying to marry him off too, and worse, his
childhood sweetheart is being sent away to start a career as a
courtesan. He has tenants, investors, and family all counting on him to do
his “duty,” but he can’t let Alysia go. Andrew knows he must choose either a
life of wealth and fame, or a life with Alysia. Will he give it all away for
the woman he loves?
Preston’s parents, Alysia Villier runs away to Paris. With the help of people
she thinks are her friends, she makes a living as a painter and an artist’s
model. The same night she learns she’s in danger, her knight in shining armor
comes to the rescue…
mine, and his own castle.
He knows Portuguese, Hindu, Mandarin and Morse code.
His assets net thirteen million.
Andrew Tilmore, Lord Preston, the financial prodigy dubbed “The King of
Threadneedle Street” wants the one prize out of reach: his childhood
sweetheart. The papers can waste a sea of ink scandalizing over his
lavender-eyed Alysia; so what if she is the daughter of his father’s mistress?
Alysia Villier learned the craft of the courtesan from her infamous mother―by
osmosis apparently. A gifted artist who almost won the Prix de Rome, Alysia is
not interested in following in her mother’s footsteps, since Andrew ruined her
for any other man. But with her legal guardian—Andrew’s father―in control of
her inheritance, she has little choice in the matter.
Keeping Alysia out of trouble and away from eager suitors becomes a
cross-continental quest for Andrew. Not his old-fashioned family, the
disapproval of the ton, nor even Alysia’s dedication to duty and propriety will
stop him. Playing newspapers and investors like pawns, tumbling world markets,
inciting riots… has he gone too far?
violin case and a range bag stuffed with pistols in the back seat of her car.
They hold up the stack of books in the middle, of course. She enjoys writing
about Victorians, assassins, and geeks. Her muses are summoned by the smell of
chocolate, usually at odd hours of the night. By day her alter ego is your
friendly neighborhood music teacher. She lives in Las Vegas with her husband
and four children. Published in
historical and paranormal romance, Moriah has a Master’s degree in music, is a
2012 RWA Golden Heart finalist, 2012 National Reader’s Choice Award “Best First
Book” finalist, and 2012 National Reader’s Choice Award finalist in historical
romance. She loves hearing from readers!
+ blog: http://moriahdensley.com