Hello and happy Tuesday. Thanks so much for joining us! We hope your summer is filled with sunshine and fun!
Here is this week’s challenge:
What’s the recipe for a great hero in your opinion? What character traits to you spin together to create swoon-worthy heroes?
A great hero has to have flaws. A sense of humor. And has to have vulnerability, even if it’s discovered later in the story. Heroes have to be attractive to the other main character, in a way that makes them attractive to the reader. This can grow as the story progresses or be immediate. And a hero has to be able to listen and can never be truly cruel. And when a hero fails, be able to find redemption and gain knowledge in the process.
My heroes are people I’d like to meet and spend time with. And become involved in the way they navigate every situation. Their company should be exciting and comforting. So when the love grows between the main characters, it is a source of joy and fulfilled expectation.
Romance novels are built around love and, as we all know, love is transformational. Even the most despicable character at the outset can be changed by truly loving someone else. And it is that growth that makes for a happily ever after.
Now let’s hop over to the fantastic A.S. Fenichel and hear about her heroes. But first…Check this out!
I never dreamed my small curatives shop in Windsor, England would attract the attention of war hero Sir William Meriwether. My feminine heart is aflutter when he enters. But I’m a witch and a healer, and he’s a man in pain, so I heal him. Desperate to do him a good service, I stretch my powers to the limit—or perhaps beyond. Somehow, in curing his ailing leg, I unleash powers inside William. At a loss to stop what’s begun, I’m forced to seek assistance from the coven I’ve sworn never to join. I dread the encounter, but for William’s sake, I put my family’s hatred aside. Getting to spend more time with William is an added enticement.
I’m mesmerized by Esme O’Dwyer from the moment I lay eyes on her. Despite our different stations in society, I want something more personal than any restorative tea she might offer. As a gentleman, I contain those baser needs and accept her assistance to ease the pain in my leg. When the alluring witch’s touch bestows me with magic of my own, I want no part of it. But the coven’s leaders insist magic never makes mistakes, and for this to have happened, I must be needed. I’ve never been one to shy away from duty, and being secluded for training with Esme is magical in more ways than one.
Trouble is coming to Windsor. The signs are all there. The race is on to train William as a witch before his power is needed, but our growing attraction is as undeniable as the battle that lies ahead.