I am happy to announce that Masquerade: Book Two of The Unchained Trilogy is set for release next Tuesday, June 11! It will be available at Amazon.com in Kindle (2.99) and paperback (14.99) versions.
Masquerade is a continuation of the American family saga The Unchained Trilogy, which opened with Escape: Book One. In that story, Lori is a slave girl, and Daniel Taylor, the abolitionist who helps her to escape. They fall in love and eventually have three children. Lavinia is their youngest child, and unlike her siblings, appears white. Introduced in Escape, Lavinia is the main character in Masquerade, which examines the age old phenomenon of passing. A brief synopsis of Masquerade follows:
Synopsis of Masquerade
Celebrated
actress Lavinia Hargraves performs her most challenging role
offstage.
Although born in
1872 to Daniel Taylor, a white man and wealthy landowner in southern California,
Lavinia’s mother, Lori, is a Negro and former slave.
Lavinia, who
appears white, is desperate to hide her Negro ancestry, as well as pursue her
dream of becoming the world’s greatest actress.
After eloping
with the much older Vernon Hargraves, owner of New York’s premier theater
troupe, Lavinia is provided with all she could ever want: a new life as white,
stardom on the stage, and an abundant supply of money.
Soon Lavinia’s
seduction by a young and handsome actor sets in motion a devastating
turn of
events. Dashing
millionaire contractor Andrew Standish comes into Lavinia’s life at a time when
she needs him most. However, Lori's
existence could demolish her daughter's carefully constructed facade.
To
what lengths will Andrew go to uncover Lavinia's past?
Read an excerpt from the prologue below, and please stop by Amazon.com on June 11 to read a sample of Masquerade: Book Two of the Unchained Trilogy!
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Masquerade: Book Two of The Unchained Trilogy
Prologue
Spring 1889
“Now,
not only will you have to speak with an accent,” Vernon said, closing the
script he’d just read with his new wife, “you’ll have to speak slowly.” Beginning to feel groggy from the soothing
sway of the locomotive, he yawned, then placed the script on the center table
in front of him. “You gotta keep in mind
that the sailor has taught your character English, and it’s a new language for
her.”
“Oh,
Vernon, I realize that.” Lavinia
clutched her husband’s arm. They sat on
a green velvet love seat in his private rail car. “Sometimes you talk to me like I’m a
child.”
Vernon
chuckled. “Sometimes I forget you’re old
beyond your years.”
“I’m
seventeen, hardly a child.”
“Well,
to an old man like me—”
“Oh,
Vernon...you’re not that old.”
Her
words were sweet, Vernon thought, but at fifty-four, he was old...and probably
losing his mind. Since he’d married
Lavinia only days earlier, not a moment had passed when he hadn’t questioned
himself about what he’d done. She was
young, beautiful and determined—and he was in love with her.
Vernon
Hargraves, owner of New York City’s premier theater company, The Hargraves
Players, had never considered himself a marrying man. But that had all changed, once he’d set eyes
on Lavinia Taylor. Who would’ve thought
that Vernon’s desire to buy land in California, would instead result in his
gaining a wife?
“Vernon,”
Lavinia arrested his thoughts, “what should I wear in the production?”
He
looked into his young wife’s eager face, one of unearthly beauty with high
cheekbones, sensual lips, and cat-like green eyes that sparked wildly with
excitement. Vernon smiled, patting her
hand. “My seamstress will fix you up in
some clothes that are—island-like.”
“Island-like?”
“Yeah. Sarongs and such.”
Lavinia’s
emerald eyes widened. “Sa—sarongs?”
Vernon’s
rotund middle joggled as he laughed.
“They’re long pieces of fabric that you wrap around the waist.”
Lavinia’s
mouth opened in wonder, then she giggled.
“That’s scandalous! What about
the rest of me?”
“You’ll
be well-covered.” He squeezed her
hand. “Your costumes will only be
suggestive of the South Pacific. And
your hair,” he gazed at the thick black tresses piled high, “you’ll wear it
down. With your exotic look, and
your...mystique, the starring role in Hidden
Splendor is just right for your debut.”
“My debut!”
Lavinia exclaimed. “Oh, I can’t
wait! Vernon, you’re just too good to
me! Do you think people will love me?”
“Of
course,” Vernon’s eyes began to grow heavy and he leaned his head back, “but none
as much as I do...”
****
In
moments, Vernon was asleep. His large
belly rose and fell, and his rasping snores kept time with the rhythmic
chugging of the locomotive.
Using
a lace-edged handkerchief, Lavinia patted dust from her brow. The heat from the train ride and its bitter
smelling ash didn’t faze her. She was
too busy dreaming about her future
plans. Lavinia lusted for the role of
the island girl and wanted more than anything to reveal her talent to the
world.
“Mrs. Hargraves.” One of Vernon’s servants,
an Irish girl in prim and proper black attire, approached Lavinia and bowed
slightly. “Dinner will be served in
thirty minutes.”
Lavinia
suppressed a giggle. This maid suspected
nothing. The thrill of a white servant
kowtowing to her, as if she were a rich and powerful white person, was only too
exhilarating!
She
raised her head in a masquerade of white superiority. “Very well, then. Thank you.”
The
maid returned to the car’s dining room, leaving Lavinia alone with Vernon once
more. Soon, she’d need to wake her
husband for the evening meal. But that
slipped her mind. Instead, Lavinia’s thoughts gravitated back to Hidden Splendor; not the play itself,
but the title, which so brilliantly reflected her circumstances. She’d successfully escaped from California,
and was now journeying to New York in search of the hidden splendor that
awaited her!
