Vidal’s Honor by Sherry Gloag #GuestPost #RegencyRomance @SherryGloag

Welcome to my ‘Books for Christmas’ blog spectacular!

We all rush around at Christmas, be it finding that perfect gift for someone special, making sure the turkey is cooked just right, or trying to calm family squabbles before World War 3 breaks out, so why not take a moment to relax.

Chill out, take some ‘you’ time to read a book…

For 5 days, I’ll be posting a different book each day, so visit often to see what bookish delight I’m featuring next.


Day 1 starts with Sherry Gloag, she’s here to share her new Regency Romance,  Vidal’s Honor. Check out her guest post too!



When plunged into a world of spies, agents and espionage Honor, Lady Beaumont, flees for her life when her husband is captured at Salamanca. Lord Vidal,  sent out to Spain, brings her home to a city full of enemies. Which will she lose first, her head or her heart?

Excerpt :

Taking his time to stroll further round the collection of buildings, Vidal made his way back to where Juan waited. “Did they tell you where Phillipe has gone?”

“You have to understand,” Juan began, “with the turmoil in our country, and Joseph Bonaparte on our throne, there are those who support him and his brother, while others, like us—“ he indicated the men he’d spoken with who were still watching them “—who fight to restore our rightful monarch, communication is difficult. Trust is broken. Links are gone. We rely on our own and pray we do not fall into the enemy’s trap when we connect with those who claim to champion our cause. Phillipe told them little and they are offended with his lack of faith, even though they accept he acted for their protection. Few of them believed Phillipe’s assertion the newcomer was his cousin, so although they’re not sure, they think he’s gone to warn them how close the enemy is getting.”

“If he can’t trust your team of agents, do you suppose Phillipe will try to take the woman across Spain himself?”

Juan shook his head. “To do so would risk his neck, not that it would stop him, but if he was uncovered it would bring retribution to his family and the rest of this community. They are afraid.”

“Please thank them for talking with us and that I fully understand and will go at once.”

Juan passed on Vidal’s message and returned, a basket in his hand. “If we are going, we must do so immediately while we have enough light. They have given us food and water.”


“I am coming with you. Surely you don’t think I’d leave you on your own. A lone traveller would draw attention.”

“How so?”

“Most would assume you to be a deserter and attack you for it.”

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Best-selling author Sherry Gloag now lives in the beautiful East Anglian countryside in the UK. She spent her childhood in Scotland before moving to the Midlands of England.

After cutting her writing teeth with contemporary romance, Sherry tried her hand at light paranormal in her 2nd book of The Gasquet Princes series, His Chosen bride. Her next adventure, writing Regency stories, produced her best-selling novel, Vidal’s Honor.

When she’s not writing, Sherry enjoys walking gardening and her crystal craft work. “”It’s bit like writing 🙂 When you’re in the ‘zone’ everything just flows. It’s a great feeling.






Guest post by Sherry Gloag

Christmas is a time for celebrating, and while we are celebrating the true meaning behind the festivities I like to add a personal tradition of my own.  Taking time out to look back over the previous twelve months and be thankful for*all* of it.

So one of the Christmas traditions Iset myself is Gratitude.  This may seem like a strange and too personal a tradition for it to count, but it has become an integral part of my Christmas.  I’ll try to explain why.

There comes a time when life appears to get on top of you and feels like it’s out to break you.  I had such a year during 1992/3.

“Everything comes in threes.” So the saying goes.  I heard that almost more often than I had hot dinners at the time.  What no one mentioned was that threes also come in multiples of three!  Suffice to say, it was a *bad* year!  But, and I do mean ‘but’, tough as it was to get through, it was also a period of some of the sharpest and most numerous lessons I’ve ever experienced.

It may sound odd to say ‘thank you’ for such turmoil, but in retrospect it made me who I am today. I met people I may never have encountered if I hadn’t had to go to court because I’d been burgled.  My marriage is stronger now because back then it was tested to the point of destruction.  And I am more prepared to face my shortcomings 🙂  Yeah!  I have shortcomings.  So many of them, they all come out to party while I’m busy looking for the key to keep them locked in the cupboard! LOL.

Seriously, gratitude was something that hovered off on the periphery of my life.  Yes I paid lip-service to ‘please’ and ‘thank you’. Now I learned the true meaning of deep heartfelt gratitude for things and people I may never meet but play an integral part in my life.

I’m talking about all those people who ensure I’m kept safe when out on the streets, and for the lights and heating I come home to every day.  The people who deliver my mail, empty my bins every week.  The night workers, who are rarely seen but help to keep things running smoothly during the dark hours as well as daytime.

I’m talking about the nurses, police, firemen and rescue crews who are prepared to put their own lives on the line for others, as well as everything else in my life.

So every year, I take time out to meditate on all these things.

I have often found that when I stop, really stop, to list all the events in my life, the good far outweighs the bad, but more often than not I discover I’ve paid more lip-service to the bad than it deserves.

Every New Year I promise myself I’ll redress the balance, but like diets……


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