…The vicar has been murdered.
Lady Jane Bartholomew and Miss Margaret Renard have been friends since the age of twelve. Together they share their dreams, hopes and love for reading. However, it is their wild imagination and a love for solving mysteries that will test their abilities when the Vicar of Dover is found murdered.
The young ladies are joined by two gentlemen, also eager to find the murderer in order to prove to the ladies that detecting is a man’s job, though the gentlemen find their beauty, wit, and pride more troublesome than solving a murder.
The Vicar's Deadly Sin is a delightful and witty Regency romance mystery about two friends and their love for solving crimes, while keeping society and its rules at bay.
First, a bit about our debut author:
Ms. Miguelina Perez is a writer, and jewelry artist. She earned her Bachelor of Arts degree in English from the University of the District of Columbia. As a jewelry artist one of her lariats was showcased in the San Antonio Express-News. She has won several awards including a critical Writing award for an essay on the gender roles of Mark Twain’s Huckleberry Finn and Louisa May Alcott’s Little Women.
It was during her high school years at the school’s library that she first encountered her first romance mystery writer – Ms. Victoria Holt and then Ms. Phyllis J. Whitney. Her love of romance novels stems from those discoveries, especially the Romance mystery genre.
Several of her poems have been published in anthologies, and she was named “Poet of Year in 1995”. She finished her first book, The Vicar’s Deadly Sin – a Regency romance mystery, the first of a seven-part serial based on the Seven Deadly Sins.
Currently, she is working the sequel to the Vicar’s Deadly Sin, “Angel’s Lust” from her Seven Deadly Sins series and “A Hero of Her Own” a contemporary romance thriller, about a serial killer terrorizing New York.
Ms. Perez is a member of the Romance Writers of America and two of its chapters:Washington Romance Writers and Maryland Romance Writers . As newsletter editor for WRW, she contributes articles about writing and author interviews.
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Here’s an excerpt from “The Vicar’s Deadly Sin”
“I understand women have their places for the opportunity of bonding and, if I am correct, there is Almack’s. Besides, it’s expected of women born to privilege to be introduced to society,” he said. “It’s their duty in life.”
She stopped midway from taking a sip of her tea. Had she heard him correctly? “I must say Almack is a joke! It’s managed by a bunch of snobbish old biddies. Your comment suggests to me you believe women are born to shackles.” Margaret’s voice turned to ice.
“I daresay, Miss Renard, that being ‘born to shackles’ versus being born to high society is not a very decent comparison. To someone like you it may be shackles, but to my family, it is a small payment for living in a civilised society,” said Mr Latham. His aloofness after such a comment irritated her.
Margaret stood. “Indeed, sir, are you implying that I am uncivilised?” she asked stiffly.
Mr Latham rose as well, looking a bit worried. “Of course not, I am merely stating that society sets up rules separating itself from the animal kingdom and—”
Her temper, ignited by his comments, made Latham vulnerable against her retort. Margaret swallowed hard to control the tone of her reply. “Oh, so now I am an animal?”
“Please forgive me. I did not mean to offend you. I merely stated—”
“I think, sir, you should take your leave. Any future communications may be carried out via post.”
“Surely you are not serious, madam. You are letting your sensibilities get the best of you.”
Margaret could not believe her ears. Did he just accuse her of being too emotional? “Well, now you are accusing women of being prone to emotional outbursts?” Her voice carried out into the hall. She had no doubt that the servants were beginning to form a group outside the door to the drawing room, being able to hear her overwrought voice.
Mr Latham sighed, releasing the indignation that had worked its way up from his toes to his face, and before he caught himself, he blurted, “Yes! That is exactly what I am saying. Women are highly emotional, and some have the propensity to disperse opinions freely on matters that do not concern them. Furthermore, when vexed, you all become judge, jury, and executioner.” He bent to gather his papers, believing a quick exit to his best advantage. He turned around once more to look at her. He barely retained his manners, resulting in a distinct hardening in his eyes.
He felt as if the room had suddenly become overheated even Miss Renard’s breathing had become forced and deep, no doubt because no one before him had ever spoken to her in such a manner. “Take care, dear lady; you look about to faint. A pity I don’t carry the salts with me as my father always advised me to do. Good day, madam.” He started to bow, but instead, ducked quickly to avoid being hit from whatever object the lady intended to throw at him.
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