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Friday, 13 February 2026

Revising a First Draft of Your Work-in-Progress - Arabella Sheen

 


How to Revise a First Draft Without Losing Your Mind

You did it. You wrote the draft of your novel. 

Whether it’s a novel, memoir, nonfiction book, or collection of essays, finishing a first draft is a big deal. Now comes the part many authors dread: revision.

Revision can feel overwhelming. Messy. Personal. Endless. But it doesn’t have to cost you your sanity.

Here are practical, mindset-saving tips to help you revise your first draft without losing your mind.


1. Step Away Before You Step Back In

Before you start revising, take a break.

Distance gives you clarity. Even a couple of weeks can help you:

  • See plot holes you were blind to

  • Notice weak character motivations

  • Spot repetitive phrases

  • Detach emotionally from “precious” sentences

When you come back, you’ll read your manuscript more like a reader and less like its exhausted creator.


2. Change the Format to Trick Your Brain

Your brain gets used to seeing the draft a certain way. Change the format to make it feel new.

Try:

  • Changing the font

  • Converting it to an e-reader file

  • Listening to it using text-to-speech

Many authors swear by reading their work aloud. Even writers like Stephen King have emphasised the importance of hearing your prose to catch awkward phrasing and clunky dialogue.

When you hear your words, weak spots become obvious.


3. Don’t Line-Edit First 

One of the fastest ways to burn out is to start fixing commas before fixing structure.

Revision works best in layers:

Big picture first:

  • Plot structure

  • Character arcs

  • Stakes and tension

  • Theme consistency

Then:

  • Scene flow

  • Dialogue clarity

  • Pacing

Finally:

  • Sentence-level edits

  • Word choice

  • Grammar

Think architect before interior decorator.


4. Diagnose Before You Prescribe

Before changing anything, ask:

  • What’s the core problem?

  • Where does the story drag?

  • Where do I get bored?

  • Where am I confused?

Resist the urge to tinker randomly. Make notes first. Then create a focused revision plan.

You are not “fixing everything.”
You are solving specific problems.


5. Cut More Than You Think You Should

This is painful. It’s also powerful.

First drafts often contain:

  • Repeated backstory

  • On-the-nose dialogue

  • Scenes that exist only because you love them

Be ruthless—but strategic.

If cutting feels terrifying, create a “Cuts” document. Nothing is truly lost. It’s just ... relocated.


6. Separate Drafting Brain from Editing Brain

Drafting is creative chaos.
Editing is analytical precision.

Trying to use both at once causes mental overload.

When revising, switch into editor mode:

  • Be objective

  • Be curious

  • Be calm

You are not judging your talent. You are shaping raw material.


7. Get Outside Eyes 

Feedback is powerful—but timing matters.

If you share too early:

  • You may get overwhelmed

  • You may lose confidence

  • You may rewrite before you understand your own vision

Revise until you’ve made it as strong as you can on your own. Then seek critique partners, beta readers, or an editor.

And remember: feedback is data, not a verdict.


8. Watch Your Inner Narrative

Revision often triggers thoughts like:

  • “This is terrible.”

  • “I can’t write.”

  • “Real authors don’t struggle like this.”

They do.

Writers from Ernest Hemingway to Anne Lamott have openly discussed messy drafts. Lamott famously coined the phrase “shitty first drafts” in her book Bird by Bird.

The chaos of a first draft isn’t failure. It’s a process.


9. Set Revision Boundaries

Endless revision is a trap.

Instead:

  • Set a deadline for each revision round

  • Define what you’re focusing on in that round

  • Limit how many full passes you’ll do

Perfection is not the goal. Progress is.


10. Celebrate the Invisible Wins

Revision can feel thankless because you’re not adding new pages—you’re refining them.

But every improved scene:

  • Clarifies your story

  • Strengthens your voice

  • Builds your craft

You’re not “just editing.”
You’re transforming a draft into a book.


A Final Reframe

Your first draft is not the book.

It’s the raw clay.

Revision is where the artistry happens. It’s where intention sharpens. It’s where themes deepen. It’s where characters become real.

You don’t need to revise perfectly.
You just need to revise patiently.

Take it step by step.
Layer by layer.
Scene by scene.

And remember: you already did the hardest part.






Arabella Sheen is a British author of contemporary romance and likes nothing more than the challenge of starting a new novel with fresh ideas and inspiring characters.
One of the many things Arabella loves to do is to read. And when she’s not researching or writing about romance, she is either on her allotment sowing and planting with the seasons or she is curled on the sofa with a book, while pandering to the demands of her attention-seeking cat.
Having lived and worked in the Netherlands as a theatre nurse for nearly twenty years, she now lives in the south-west of England with her family.
Arabella hopes her readers have as much pleasure from her romance stories as she has in writing them.

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Friday, 20 June 2025

A Gentleman in Love - Arabella Sheen - EXCERPT 3

   



A Gentleman in Love

by

Arabella Sheen



A Christmas wedding and a growing passion. Will a political scandal destroy their love?

Desperate to exonerate her family name of any wrongdoing, Shelby Chesterfield gate-crashes the Foreign Office Christmas party to ask her father’s accuser for help. When Ambassador Samuel Hardwick refuses to cooperate, Shelby is determined to ruin his diplomatic career any way she can, and a chance to do so arrives sooner than she expected.

Caught in a passionate embrace, Shelby puts Sam on the spot and tells journalists they’re engaged. But her plan backfires when Sam turns the tables on her.

Sam wants no commitment to anything or anyone except his career. But when his best friends are killed in a violent terrorist attack, leaving their daughter orphaned and in his care, he has the daunting task of finding a wife and substitute mother, or he will risk losing his newly acquired ward into the foster care system. With time running out, when Shelby asks for help to clear her father’s name in a political scandal, Sam offers support in exchange for a Christmas wedding.

The trouble is…Shelby knows about his ongoing affair with Lady Donna Ruston.

Can Shelby and Sam work together to achieve their goals, or is their winter romance fated to fail before it’s begun?

Content Warning: contains sensual love scenes


A Gentleman in Love is the ideal feel-good romance with a bit of steamy love for those of you who like an extra spark of attraction on your pages. Think ... tender love with a hint of passion, and you're there. Grab a copy now, sit back, and enjoy a love story with a difference.


A Gentleman in Love - Chapter One - Excerpt 3

The discarded security ID Shelby was holding had been left at the back of a drawer in her father’s office. She had found it a few weeks ago and had put it to one side, thinking it might come in useful. It had. And so had the invitation card. Even though both the items had expired, they had got her through the security checks.

With her own photo superimposed over that of her father’s, the ID looked real. In fact, it looked so real that when she had reached the arched gateway at the front of the Foreign Office, no one had checked closely enough to spot the switch. Dressed in her finery, and looking the part of a guest, she was able to drive through the Foreign Office gates into an enclosed inner courtyard where guests could park vehicles without a hitch.

“Well, you’re obviously here under false pretenses,” Sam said. “What makes you think I won’t call the guards over and have you escorted to the door?”

Her lips had a fixed smile on them. “Because I know you’ll want to hear what I have to say.”

“What could you possibly say to me that I haven’t already heard when we went to court?” he asked.

For months, Shelby had fueled her hatred. She’d been thinking of the things she would do and say to Sam if she ever got the chance. But now that she was standing next to him, the words were stuck in her throat. They couldn’t be voiced, and to her annoyance, her frustration and anger were mounting.

“I think I’ve discovered the information leak came from America and not from my father’s department as you originally supposed.”

The double door opened at the far end of the room, and people began filtering into the vast banquet hall.

“It seems the master of ceremonies is about to announce dinner,” Shelby said. “We are being summoned to the table. Shall we go in?”

Shelby was going to make it impossible for Sam to refuse her request, and she intended to stick to him like glue until she got what she came for. Too much was at stake for her to simply walk away, and she was determined not to leave the Foreign Office until Sam had agreed to put her plan into action.

Hoping Sam would follow her, she was just about to make a move toward the banquet hall when Lady Donna approached. Shelby was compelled to stop. Sam had placed an arm around her waist and was forcefully holding her against his side.

But Lady Donna wasn’t alone. She had brought a man with her, and to Shelby’s surprise, Sam introduced Lady Donna and her husband, Lord James Ruston, with apparent unconcern for any awkwardness there might be between them. Perhaps the tabloids had it wrong, and Sam and Lady Donna were not having an affair. Or perhaps they were ending it.

Lady Donna smiled at Shelby. “I hadn’t realized Sam had a dinner date this evening. But it’s good to know the two of you have reconciled any differences there might have been. The court case involving your father was awful. Absolutely dreadful. But if you and Sam are now on speaking terms, I suppose that must mean everything is fine.”

Shelby didn’t know what was going on between Sam, Lady Donna, and Lord Ruston, and she didn’t really care. But there was certainly an electric tension buzzing between the three of them, and Shelby thought it to be of Lady Donna’s making. Lady Donna was jumpy, and emotions were strained and running high.

Shelby tried to distance herself from Sam, but he wasn’t letting go of her.

“Oh, I wouldn’t say Sam and I are together exactly. And Sam’s not really my dinner date. If you must know, I’m holding him hostage while we talk business. I want his full attention.” Shelby almost laughed at the irony of the situation, and glancing sideways at Sam, she said, “We have something that needs to be taken care of before Sam travels back to the States, and tonight might be the only chance we have to discuss it. Isn’t that right?”

Lady Donna smiled. “Ah…I know the feeling. James and I never have time to do anything together. Do we, darling?”

James gave a non-committal shrug and remained silent.

“My advice to you both would be to forget business tonight,” Lady Donna said. “Simply enjoy the evening. After all, this is supposed to be a Christmas party.”

“That sounds like a good idea,” Sam said.

Lady Donna rested her hand on Sam’s arm. “We must get together in the New Year. Just like old times. I’m trying to persuade James to travel to the States. He’s reluctant to go, but I love it there. Sam, perhaps we can meet up like we used to do, and we can—”

“Donna, come along. We have to go into dinner,” James said.

James took hold of his wife’s arm, and as the couple drifted off toward the banquet hall, Sam and Shelby were left alone, but not for long. The master of ceremonies approached, and noticing that they hadn’t made a move to join the other guests, he diplomatically said, “Dinner is about to be served, sir. If you and the lady would care to join the others…”

Sam gave a nod. “We’ll be right with you.” Then, looking pointedly at Shelby, he said, “Our talk will have to be postponed for a more convenient moment. And as everyone thinks you’re my guest for the evening, shall we go into dinner?”

Shelby had successfully backed Sam into a corner. She had left him with little choice but to offer his arm and lead her in to dinner, as any gentleman would. But she didn’t care about the niceties of etiquette. This was war, and she meant to win her battle.

She forced a smile. “As far as you’re concerned, it seems there never is a convenient moment to talk. However, I’m prepared to wait, but I’m warning you, Sam Hardwick, I’ll not wait for eternity.”

“Now, that’s strange, Miss Chesterfield, because given the right incentive, I might be persuaded to wait for you…forever.”



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A Gentleman in Love

Copyright © 2020, Arabella Sheen
ISBN: 978-0-9575698-98 
Publisher: priceplacebooks
Electronic Publication: January 2022
Editor: Pamela Tyner
Cover: Fantasia Frog Designs

eBooks are not transferable. No part of this book may be used or reproduced without written permission, except in the case of brief quotations in articles and reviews.

This book is a work of fiction and any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or locales is purely coincidental. The characters are productions of the author’s imagination and used fictitiously.



About Arabella Sheen


Arabella Sheen - Author


Arabella Sheen is a British author of contemporary and historical romance and likes nothing more than the challenge of starting a new novel with fresh ideas and inspiring characters.
One of the many things Arabella loves to do is to read. And when she’s not researching or writing about romance, she is either on her allotment sowing and planting with the seasons or she is curled on the sofa with a book, while pandering to the demands of her attention-seeking cat.
Having lived and worked in the Netherlands as a theatre nurse for nearly twenty years, she now lives in the south-west of England with her family.
Arabella hopes her readers have as much pleasure from her romance stories as she has in writing them.

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Friday, 13 June 2025

A Gentleman in Love - Arabella Sheen - EXCERPT 2




A Gentleman in Love

by

Arabella Sheen



A Christmas wedding and a growing passion. Will a political scandal destroy their love?

Desperate to exonerate her family name of any wrongdoing, Shelby Chesterfield gate-crashes the Foreign Office Christmas party to ask her father’s accuser for help. When Ambassador Samuel Hardwick refuses to cooperate, Shelby is determined to ruin his diplomatic career any way she can, and a chance to do so arrives sooner than she expected.

Caught in a passionate embrace, Shelby puts Sam on the spot and tells journalists they’re engaged. But her plan backfires when Sam turns the tables on her.

Sam wants no commitment to anything or anyone except his career. But when his best friends are killed in a violent terrorist attack, leaving their daughter orphaned and in his care, he has the daunting task of finding a wife and substitute mother, or he will risk losing his newly acquired ward into the foster care system. With time running out, when Shelby asks for help to clear her father’s name in a political scandal, Sam offers support in exchange for a Christmas wedding.

The trouble is…Shelby knows about his ongoing affair with Lady Donna Ruston.

Can Shelby and Sam work together to achieve their goals, or is their winter romance fated to fail before it’s begun?

Content Warning: contains sensual love scenes


A Gentleman in Love is the ideal feel-good romance with a bit of steamy love for those of you who like an extra spark of attraction on your pages. Think ... tender love with a hint of passion, and you're there. Grab a copy now, sit back, and enjoy a love story with a difference.


A Gentleman in Love - Chapter One - Excerpt 2

Sam smiled, but it wasn’t exactly a smile of welcome. It was more a smile of polite caution. She waited, expecting a verbal backlash to come, or the disdainful flick of a finger to signal security to carry her off, but they didn’t.

Sam was obviously practiced in the art of maintaining a poker face, and Shelby supposed he had to be. Attending diplomatic events, he had to know what to do in dangerous situations when a stranger approached. As an ambassador, Sam always had to be on the alert, and Shelby knew he could handle himself without any problem, but she was surprised he hadn’t called for help.

She wasn’t supposed to be at the party, yet Sam was acting as if it was the most natural thing for her to be standing at his side.

“Oh…there could be no chance of us ever missing one another. And I’m sure that at some point during the evening our paths would have crossed.”

Shelby’s heart skipped another beat. The deep resonance in his voice stirred her, yet she knew she had to stay calm. She had to remain composed, and she couldn’t allow herself to succumb to his charm…that would be her undoing.

It was illogical, and even though she was still lamenting the loss of what might have been with Edgar, she couldn’t help her physical reaction to Sam. She was sexually drawn to him and always had been.

When she had first met Sam, she’d been an innocent teenager with a secret crush. She’d felt an instant attraction toward him and had admired him from afar. But any urges of desire she now felt were anything but innocent, and she had to banish them from her thoughts. She couldn’t allow her emotions and impulses to get out of control…especially tonight.

Sam Hardwick, at the age of thirty-two, was one of the most handsome specimens of manhood she had ever known. And this evening, dressed in a full tuxedo that showed his superb muscular physique to perfection, he could once again set her pulse rate soaring.

He radiated power and energy. The chiseled lines of his strong jaw, and the way his dark gray, piercing eyes looked directly into her very soul, commanded immediate attention and respect.

Even though Shelby had come to resent Sam, against her will, she had to admire him for who he was, and for what he had become. He had worked long and hard to get where he was, and she was in awe of the diplomatic accomplishments he’d achieved in such a short but eventful career.

Her father often spoke of Sam, saying that as a young student, he had studied relentlessly, and worked even harder to get where he was. She’d been told his education had been funded by scholarships and grants, and that although he’d had a tough start in life, he’d made it through the system with honors. Sam’s integrity and honesty had allowed him to reach heights in the diplomatic world that others could only dream of.

And now, after having climbed the social ladder, he was also accepted by society’s elite with open arms. The upper classes welcomed him into their homes, and into their lives. Some women even welcomed him into their hearts, and into their beds. And at the moment, a rumor was rife in the tabloids that it was Lady Donna Ruston who was his current mistress and held his interest.

With money and connections, it was possible to achieve anything and go anywhere, and Sam Hardwick had done those things in abundance, and Shelby hated him for it.

Excusing himself, Sam stepped away from Lady Donna and pulled Shelby to one side, and away from his group of friends.

“What are you doing here?” he whispered.

Sam had leaned down toward her. He was so close that she could smell the soft tang of his aftershave as his cheek brushed inadvertently against hers.

“I’m gate-crashing the party of course.” She forced a bright smile. “How else am I supposed to find an opportunity to talk with you? These days you’re an impossible man to reach. I’ve tried contacting you at your office, but your secretary keeps fobbing me off with some excuse. And I won’t allow you to walk away from the situation you’ve created. Not after the devastation you’ve caused.”

Several people were looking curiously in their direction, but they weren’t close enough to hear what she had whispered through clenched teeth. Shelby merely smiled and tried to look serene as she ignored the inquisitive stares.

Tonight, Shelby intended to demand the help she thought she deserved. Somehow, she had to get Sam to clear her father’s name and right an injustice that had been done before he left London and returned to the States.

The tight, steely grip of Sam’s fingers on her arm caught her unaware, and as he pulled her with dogged determination to one side of the crowded room, she wanted to protest but didn’t. His rough touch burned her arm. Branding her. But she didn’t care. At least she had managed to gain his full attention. She’d become a thorn in his flesh, and that was good, because now she couldn’t be ignored.

Sam was all of six-foot-two inches, and he towered above her. He was staring down with controlled anger etched on his face, and Shelby was aware that a feeling of unease was beginning to grow deep inside her. Perhaps she’d bitten off more than she could chew.

With her heart thumping hard against her ribcage, she was having second thoughts, wondering if this was the right time or place to confront him. It was a social event, a Christmas party, and not the best place to present her plan to him, but Shelby realized she had to at least make an attempt. She knew it was her only course of action if she were to save her father.

There was an inflexible, fiery glint of steel burning in Sam’s eyes, and his temper was showing.

“Is this some sort of joke?” Sam practically spat the words at her. “What’s this about? And why are you here…at the Foreign Office?”

Shelby could see the throb of his pulse beating along his jaw. He was fuming.

“We need to talk,” she said.

“About what?”

“About my father.”

“No, we don’t,” he replied. “That business was dealt with in the courts and judgement was passed. We sat in the courtroom and heard the verdict. Remember? The problem is over and done with.”

But for Shelby, it wasn’t over.

A few months ago, her father had worked as a senior official for the government, and his department, which he’d been head of, had been accused of leaking secret documents. Sam had led the internal investigation, and when the allegations were made official, and charges brought, the public humiliation her father had endured had taken its toll.

Henry Chesterfield had become a broken man.

Unable to cope with the dishonor and shame, her father had crumpled, and he’d become a shell of the man he’d once been. Over time he’d lost the will to challenge his accusers and fight for his name. But Shelby hadn’t lost hope. She was determined to clear her family’s name of the shame and scandal that had been wrongly inflicted upon them.

In Shelby’s eyes, Sam Hardwick—a man she had once greatly admired—was the villain. He was the arch-enemy. And if Sam wouldn’t help her, she was going to destroy him any way she could. If he refused to help, she was going to cause such a scandal that not only would it ruin Sam socially, it would also obliterate his diplomatic career—forever.

Right now, she had no idea how she would actually achieve this, but she was determined to find a way, whatever the cost.

“I don’t care what the courts’ judgement was,” she said. “It was wrong, and you know it. You worked for my father for years. He practically built your career. How could you doubt him? How could you question his honesty and loyalty to the crown?”

“Tell me—what means did you use to get past security? To my knowledge, you’re not on the guest list. And I should know, I had to review and approve the list before the invitations were sent out.”

“I have clearance. Although technically, the identification disk isn’t mine.” Shelby reached into her clutch bag and pulled out what looked to be a level-five ID pass. She also had an invitation card to the party. With a flicker of triumph, she flashed them before his eyes. “It’s an old security ID pass and last year’s invitation that belonged to my father,” she told him. “I suggest you tighten your security. It seems that even with all your bureaucratic red tape, I can still manage to get past your defense systems.”


BUY LINKS:

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A Gentleman in Love

Copyright © 2020, Arabella Sheen
ISBN: 978-0-9575698-98 
Publisher: priceplacebooks
Electronic Publication: January 2022
Editor: Pamela Tyner
Cover: Fantasia Frog Designs

eBooks are not transferable. No part of this book may be used or reproduced without written permission, except in the case of brief quotations in articles and reviews.

This book is a work of fiction and any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or locales is purely coincidental. The characters are productions of the author’s imagination and used fictitiously.



About Arabella Sheen


Arabella Sheen - Author


Arabella Sheen is a British author of contemporary and historical romance and likes nothing more than the challenge of starting a new novel with fresh ideas and inspiring characters.
One of the many things Arabella loves to do is to read. And when she’s not researching or writing about romance, she is either on her allotment sowing and planting with the seasons or she is curled on the sofa with a book, while pandering to the demands of her attention-seeking cat.
Having lived and worked in the Netherlands as a theatre nurse for nearly twenty years, she now lives in the south-west of England with her family.
Arabella hopes her readers have as much pleasure from her romance stories as she has in writing them.

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Friday, 6 June 2025

A Gentleman in Love - Arabella Sheen - EXCERPT 1

 



A Gentleman in Love

by

Arabella Sheen



A Christmas wedding and a growing passion. Will a political scandal destroy their love?

Desperate to exonerate her family name of any wrongdoing, Shelby Chesterfield gate-crashes the Foreign Office Christmas party to ask her father’s accuser for help. When Ambassador Samuel Hardwick refuses to cooperate, Shelby is determined to ruin his diplomatic career any way she can, and a chance to do so arrives sooner than she expected.

Caught in a passionate embrace, Shelby puts Sam on the spot and tells journalists they’re engaged. But her plan backfires when Sam turns the tables on her.

Sam wants no commitment to anything or anyone except his career. But when his best friends are killed in a violent terrorist attack, leaving their daughter orphaned and in his care, he has the daunting task of finding a wife and substitute mother, or he will risk losing his newly acquired ward into the foster care system. With time running out, when Shelby asks for help to clear her father’s name in a political scandal, Sam offers support in exchange for a Christmas wedding.

The trouble is…Shelby knows about his ongoing affair with Lady Donna Ruston.

Can Shelby and Sam work together to achieve their goals, or is their winter romance fated to fail before it’s begun?

Content Warning: contains sensual love scenes


A Gentleman in Love is the ideal feel-good romance with a bit of steamy love for those of you who like an extra spark of attraction on your pages. Think ... tender love with a hint of passion, and you're there. Grab a copy now, and sit back and enjoy a love story with a difference.


A Gentleman in Love - Chapter One - Excerpt 1

Shelby Chesterfield was familiar with the layout of the building. She had been to the Foreign Office many times before, but this time was different. This time she wasn’t there to see her father, and she didn’t have an invitation.

It had been a while since Shelby had stepped through the tall, oak doors of the Foreign Office, but the place was just as imposing as she remembered. Dark wood paneling, thick pile carpets, and gleaming brass fittings were everywhere. Looking around, she felt intimidated by the grandeur of her surroundings, but the building spoke of refinement, tradition, and history.

Lifting the long, billowing skirts of her black Dior evening gown, she climbed the imposing marble stairway to the second level and walked toward the visitor’s cloakroom where she left her floor-length coat. Taking a steadying breath, Shelby studied the reception area.

The cloakroom was crowded, and the place was buzzing with noise and laughter as friends were recognized and greeted. It was past eight o’clock, and although people were still arriving, Shelby had yet to find the person she was searching for.

Holding her clutch bag firmly in her hands, she bravely passed a security guard, and unimpeded, she moved through an arched doorway and entered a stately reception area.

Shelby was on the warpath. She was at the Foreign Office for one purpose and one purpose only. She wanted justice for her father. And if she couldn’t get that, then she was prepared to ruin Sam Hardwick any way she could.

Ready to face the consequences of her actions, she was willing to do almost anything to achieve the goal she so desperately desired. And if need be, she was prepared to tarnish Sam’s name in the same way her father’s name had been blackened and disgraced beyond redemption.

Excitement filled the air. Tonight was a formal affair, and as tradition and custom dictated, black ties and ball gowns were to be worn for the Christmas party. The men were attired in tuxedos while the women, dressed to impress, were wearing long, elegant, flowing gowns, with glistening jewels shimmering about their persons.

Overhead, crystal chandeliers were sparkling brightly, and Christmas tinsel trimmings were cascading down from the high, ornate ceiling. A fir tree, with tree lights and red ribbon packages, was strategically positioned in the corner of the room, and that evening, there was a sense of rich, festive lavishness about the place.

Surveying the room, Shelby estimated there were upward of three hundred guests present, if not more, yet the one person she’d expected to see was missing from the crowd…and then she saw him.

Sam Hardwick, the ambassador, based at the United Kingdom Embassy in Washington, DC, was standing at the bar with a drink in his hand. Surrounded by a group of affluent-looking people, he was deep in conversation with a stunningly beautiful woman, and Shelby could see quite clearly that the woman was none other than Lady Donna Ruston. Sam had a fixed smile on his face and appeared to be enjoying himself.

Sam Hardwick was the type of man you couldn’t miss. He was utterly gorgeous. His height and broad shoulders drew the eye, and then there was his elusive aura of power and authority that always captured people’s attention. Men envied his commanding presence, while women…well, they were usually after only one thing, and that was Sam.

Against her better judgement, Shelby had to admit Sam was sex on legs. And purely on the physical level, just the sight of him had her body reacting. She couldn’t help it. Whenever she saw him, her stomach flipped and her heart gave that extra beat.

But tonight, the shockwaves of excitement running through her lasted only briefly. As the memory of what he had done came flooding back, she knew that deep down inside, she hadn’t, and she couldn’t, forgive him…not yet. The respect and admiration she’d once felt for Sam had gone, and in its place, a cold, icy hatred had taken over.

Sam was the man who had ruined her life. In ruining her father’s career and shaming her family, he had ultimately destroyed her very existence. Her engagement to Edgar Parker had been canceled, and any chance of happiness she thought she might have had for the future had been spoilt by Sam’s callous, cold-hearted actions.

She wanted revenge. Not just for herself, but mostly for her family.

Time was of the essence. Sam was due to fly back to America, and once there, Shelby knew he would be out of reach. As an ambassador to the British Embassy, he would be off-limits to members of the public, and she knew she wouldn’t be able to get to him. Red tape and office staff would make it impossible for them to speak, so tonight was her only chance for a showdown.

Deciding now was the time to act, Shelby glanced stealthily over her shoulder to see if the coast was clear, and with no one to stop her, she set about putting her plan into action. Taking strong, confident strides, she crossed the great expanse of the room, determined to reach Sam’s side unhindered. And she did.

An immense sense of achievement came over her, and then daringly, and with more nerve than she could have imagined, she slipped her arm possessively through his. She was behaving as if it was the most natural thing in the world for her to cling to him. But it wasn’t. She would rather be anywhere but where she was at that moment.

Trying to ignore Lady Donna, Shelby smiled coolly up into Sam’s dark gray eyes, and said, “I’m so pleased I caught you before you went into dinner. I thought I might have missed you.”

Shelby felt Sam stiffen. There was an instant glint of recognition shining in his eyes, and it was a relief to know he wasn’t going to create a scene. And then, with lightning speed, she saw him recover from her unexpected appearance, and a mask of indifferent coolness came down, covering his face as his guard went up.


BUY LINKS:

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A Gentleman in Love

Copyright © 2020, Arabella Sheen
ISBN: 978-0-9575698-98 
Publisher: priceplacebooks
Electronic Publication: January 2022
Editor: Pamela Tyner
Cover: Fantasia Frog Designs

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About Arabella Sheen


Arabella Sheen - Author


Arabella Sheen is a British author of contemporary and historical romance and likes nothing more than the challenge of starting a new novel with fresh ideas and inspiring characters.
One of the many things Arabella loves to do is to read. And when she’s not researching or writing about romance, she is either on her allotment sowing and planting with the seasons or she is curled on the sofa with a book, while pandering to the demands of her attention-seeking cat.
Having lived and worked in the Netherlands as a theatre nurse for nearly twenty years, she now lives in the south-west of England with her family.
Arabella hopes her readers have as much pleasure from her romance stories as she has in writing them.

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Wednesday, 21 May 2025

White Island Villa - Arabella Sheen - Latest Release

 

LATEST RELEASE 


White Island Villa

Where Dreams Can Grow

Arabella Sheen


Can Jason win Beth’s heart and her love?

Jason Andre,  a successful billionaire architect, believes he can have anything he desires, including Beth. She’s a feisty landscape designer, and not only does he want her to create a garden for his villa in Greece, but he also yearns to have her in his bed.

Beth Ashton has said “no” to Jason and his proposal, but when his light aircraft crashes and he loses his sight, she does exactly what she vowed she wouldn’t do … she offers to work for him.

Are Beth and Jason destined to love, or are passion and desire the only things to be found at White Island Villa?

Warning: Contains sensual love scenes.

  


EXERPT

Chapter 1

 
Beth Ashton had one foot out the door of the lodge house when the sharp trill of her phone stopped her in her tracks. She hesitated, debating whether to ignore it, but curiosity won out. Flipping the phone open, she frowned at the blocked caller ID on the screen.

It looked as if it was going to be one of those frustrating days where even the simplest of plans seemed impossible. Her weekend trip home to Devon already felt like an uphill battle. Sighing, she tossed her untamed hair over her shoulder and pressed the phone to her ear. She was determined to keep the call brief as time was not on her side.

She needed to hit the motorway before it transformed into a chaotic crawl of overloaded cars that were crammed full of luggage and restless children. It was a bank holiday weekend, and if she acted quickly, she thought she might just be able to miss the worst of the traffic.

“Hello, Beth Ashton speaking,” she said, forcing a professional tone into her voice despite her rising irritation.

“Ashton?” A man’s voice snapped impatiently on the other end.

“Yes,” she replied, her brows knitting together in suspicion.

“What took you so long? I was beginning to think I’d been given the wrong number.”

The signal wasn’t great, but the man’s tone was unmistakable. It was impatient and sharp, which in Beth’s opinion, was putting it mildly.

Biting back a retort, it took all Beth’s restraint not to come back with the snappy reply, “You’re lucky I’m even answering.”

Instead, she inhaled deeply, steadying herself.

“What can I do for you?” she asked, her voice was calm but clipped.

The man on the other end of the line sounded irritable, and Beth didn’t have the patience to deal with ill-mannered strangers who clearly lacked basic phone etiquette. His accent had a Mediterranean lilt—though she couldn’t be certain—but his English was fluent and precise. Despite the smooth, husky timbre of his voice, which might have been attractive under different circumstances, his tone was unmistakably rude and domineering.

Still clutching the phone, Beth stepped outside, pulling the lodge house door firmly shut behind her. She grabbed her luggage in one hand and awkwardly balancing her mobile in the other, strode toward the waiting Land Rover.

The deep voice snapped at her again, barking something she barely caught.

“I need to speak with your husband. It’s about work. If I leave my number, could you have him call me back … immediately?” The sarcasm in his tone was unmistakable. It was dripping with impatience.

Beth gritted her teeth. “I’m sorry, but I don’t think that’s a good idea—”

“Why not?” he interrupted sharply.

Her earlier impression of him was spot on. Whoever this man was, he was insufferably overbearing. She could even imagine him glancing at his watch, counting the seconds for her to put her non-existent husband on the phone. But it was this man who was wasting her time, not the other way around.

Beth didn’t have a husband, and while the man on the phone couldn’t have known that, she despised arrogant people who assumed they were entitled to whatever they wanted. Especially men like him.

An uncomfortable silence stretched between them, each waiting for the other to speak.

“Your husband,” he pressed again, his voice hardening. “This is his number, isn’t it?”

Beth’s grip on the phone tightened. There was no way she was going to let anyone speak to her like this.

“I’m sorry, but I think you’ve got the wrong number, Mr…?” Beth paused, giving the caller a chance to identify himself. He didn’t.

“I’m trying to reach Ashton—the gardener,” he said curtly. “I’ve recently seen some work at Clifton Hall that he’s done. I’d like him to landscape a garden for me in Greece. He comes highly recommended.”

Beth’s last name was Ashton, and she was a landscape gardener—but she certainly wasn’t a man.

“Well?” the voice prompted, waiting for her response.

Beth still had no idea who this man was.

“Look,” she began, summoning as much calm as she could muster. “I’m sorry you’re having a bad day and seem to be in such a foul mood, Mr…?”

“Andre. Jason Andre,” he replied tersely.

The name tugged at the edges of her memory. It was familiar but not immediately placeable.

“Mr Andre,” she said firmly, “I’m not here for you to shout at. And as I said, I think you’ve got the wrong number. I’ve no idea who you are or what you want.”

There was a pause, followed by the sound of a long sigh of apparent frustration. His tone shifted slightly, still annoyed but now tinged with condescension, as though he were trying to reason with a stubborn child.

Beth felt her irritation rise.

She hadn’t done anything to deserve this man’s attitude, yet here he was, testing her patience. Whoever he was, she already disliked him.




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