Spotlight & Giveaway: A Woman Made For Sin by Michele Sinclair

Posted August 4th, 2014 by in Blog, Spotlight / 32 comments

Today it is my pleasure to Welcome romance author Michele Sinclair to HJ!

Hi Michele, welcome 🙂

Please tell us a little bit about you and your writing, what would you say are the defining characteristic of your Novels?

Michele SinclairI am a single mother of two young children and I have a full time job. Writing books is what I do in my spare time. It began as a hobby and now is a passion that I wish I could do more. I have always needed a creative outlet and when my kids were very little they always wanted to “help” with whatever I was working on. A few years ago, I was dared to write a book and I discovered that it also provided that a way for me to “decompress” from all the stresses of daily life. When I got a book contract, I was thrilled and surprised for suddenly I had a pastime that did not cost me money…just a whole lot of time!

As far as a defining characteristic of my books, I suspect the answer would be different for each person. I try to write what I would like to read. So generally it is pretty fast-paced, it is not gruesome, and it is not littered with continuous strife with only a page or two of happiness at the end. I like my characters to get together midway through the book so that the reader can learn what happens afterwards. I also hope my characters are relatable, even though set in a different period in time. That many of the emotional and mental struggles they have, we women still have today. And last, there are a fair number of characters in my books and I routinely bring back characters from previous novels in a defining, rather than cameo, role in follow on stories. So the reader really does get the “what happened to them” part of the story.

Would you rather…be invisible or be able to read minds? Why?

I think I would rather be able to read minds…but only if can do so by choice. Not so that I could invade privacy, that would be uncomfortable in the least, but there have been a number of times I wish I knew what someone was thinking—especially my kids! But I cannot say that I have had desire to be invisible very often.

Let’s talk about your newest release: A Woman Made For Sin

If you had to summarize the book for the readers here

AWMFSAimee is desperate and willing to do anything to recapture the stormy and passionate moment she and Reece Hamilton shared. For years, she has loved her brother’s best friend, but now that Reece has noticed her, she has a new hurdle to overcome—her dreaded status as a lady. Aimee refuses to accept Reece’s decree for her to find a nobleman fitting her rank and is willing to do anything—including accepting the consequences of tricking her best friends, stowing away on Reece’s ship, and facing his rage—to make him her very own.

Upon Aimee’s disappearance, Millie fears her love for adventure has just cost the life of her best friend and the affection of her beloved husband, the Marquess of Chaselton. Determined to right her wrong, she embarks on a dangerous plan to find her sister-in-law by venturing into a world unknown to high bred ladies—the world of dock laborers, sail makers, watermen, and that peculiar class of London poor who pick up a precarious living by the water side. Believing his cherished wife is with her father and safe away from harm, Millie’s husband Chase searches for his sister Aimee, whose disappearance is mysteriously linked to a treacherous thief who is becoming more aggressive with every burglary. As they both seek answers, Chase and Millie discover how their new passionate love can grow even more powerful when they learn to trust and work together.

As the youngest son of a lord, Reece Hamilton had long ago accepted his station and believed his love for the sea would provide everything he desired out of life. That was until one Christmas he came home and met his best friend’s baby sister—all grown up. Now, a sensuous blond, green-eyed beauty, she inflamed his baser desires with just a mere look. Returning to his ship and risky life, Reece vows to maintain his distance from the bewitching but forbidden maiden and focuses his energies on identifying the shadowy thief who has been pilfering unusual and random objects from his ships. When he discovers Aimee on board, mayhem ensues as he is now compelled to marry the arresting beauty who suddenly refuses to accept his proposal! Whisked into a thickening plot of mystery, Reece and Aimee learn that their love is like the sea—stormy, untamed, and destined to be theirs.

Please tell us about the characters in your book?

This series focuses on three life-long friends who vow to avoid the trappings of marriage while trying to unravel a dangerous mystery. Like most of my books, the three women and the men they meet are multi-dimensional in that there encompass so many aspects of what drives us humans to think, act and react like we do. It is our past, our present, our friends, our highs and our lows that all contribute to who we are. So I include a significant number of rich secondary characters, which help to create a world for the reader to immerse themselves. As such, these secondary characters show up in several books, enriching the story as their own background is revealed more and more. Some will even get a chance to be the main heroine/hero and tell their story. In A WOMON MADE FOR SIN, readers most likely will want to read more about a couple of significant secondary characters after the novel is over. I will tell you now that YES…Devlin has his own love story and I plan to write it.

For my main characters, I want them to be likable and relatable, and also fallible. I like my men loyal and strong, not just physically, but also reliable and dependable—someone you can reach out to and count on to be there. I want my women to be spirited, intelligent, little feisty and independent. By independent, I mean that they don’t need a man in their life, they want one.

I think what makes the characters special in my latest book in particular is the growth they experience—not just as people, but as a couple. On the surface, they are like so many romance figures. Stubborn man, bold somewhat rebellious women, determination, witty, etc. They also have flaws that are not so unusual, but it’s how they recognize those flaws and then stumble their way to fixing them and becoming a better, stronger couple that perhaps (at least I hope) is a little special. No quick fixes because in life when we truly believe we are right…it takes us a little while to figure out how to give without feeling like we just capitulated to appease another at the expense of our own happiness. Compromise in itself is not a hard, but sometimes the willingness to compromise is. How does one decide to change themselves to make things work? To what degree? And when is it too much? Millie (from book 1) explores the idea of learning to compromise, while Aimee—who has desired Reece since she was a young girl—discovers that despite her willingness to change, give up and make sacrifices to capture her man…there are just some things that are not worth compromising. To me, it is the journey that makes these characters so likeable and relatable.

As you wrote your protagonist was there anything about them that surprised you?

I actually did! I usually do though. These characters come to me with their stories and while mapping them out over several books, even before they are written, I get to know them pretty well. Reece is a fairly serious kind of guy. He is focused and driven and quite the “man’s man.” However, near the end of the book, Aimee does something that confounds him, putting him in a position he is quite unused to being in. I don’t want to give anything away, but as a result the two “lock horns” in an effort to make their point. Until I actually wrote those scenes, I never knew Reece had such a sense of humor and willingness to be, act and appear ridiculous to get what he wants. He is definitely not ruled by the committee called They! As far as Aimee, I knew of her stubborn side, but it wasn’t till I wrote these very same scenes did I realize just what kind of backbone she had—for there is a difference between obstinacy and mettle. Discovering both Reece and Aimee’s hidden characteristics just added to the chemistry and the idea that these two really were not just meant for each other, but had the “stuff” to make it through life’s ups and downs.

Please share a few fun facts about this book:

First, this book CAN stand alone and you do not need to the first in the series to follow the story. (just thought I’d throw that in). In answer to your question, I would say the research is the most prominent thing that comes to mind. The research in this book was crazy. So much of the Regency period is focused on the dresses and parties and this book had two settings—ship at sea and on the London docks—neither of which fit the typical Regency mold. Just researching the ship was sometimes overwhelming. I found an old blue print of the type of ship in the book and it was an illustration of all the levels, stairs, names and purposes of rooms etc, which helped a lot. Then there was the activity of the ship that also required hours of research. For example, in the book, there is a scene where the ship is in a storm. I was trying to find out what the captain and crew would do in that situation with their size ship, sail configuration, crew size, etc. I needed to create a critical, dangerous situation regarding the masts, but I wanted it to be based on facts. Storm sail plans can be researched, but I was finding it hard to learn more than just about sail arrangement in a storm. Also, most storm sail plans are for more modern vessels, not something 200 years old. I had almost given up when I found a dissertation someone did for their PhD on not just storm sail plans, but on late 18th and 19th century sailing ships. It discussed maneuvering strategies, wind, potential outcomes, etc. The scene, like so many in all of my books, is very short, but crammed with information that took enormous amount of time to research.

Are there things about the characters one wouldn’t know about them from reading the book—quite a bit actually. In my A WOMAN MADE FOR… series, I allude to a variety of relationships and histories (e.g., Madame Sasha), but I never explain what I mean. But I assure you there is a fascinating story behind her thought-provoking remarks. I was asked if I was going to have a book about the seamstress, for though her scenes are not extensive, they are enough to give the reader a feeling that she had an interesting and complex past. Like Madame Sasha, I have mapped out almost all my secondary characters, including their background, history, relationships, and family to varying levels—most of which never gets to the book. So why do I do it? If I know them better, it enables me to write them as much richer characters and not just as a means to move the story along. So again, while my style of writing tends to focus around the hero and heroine like most romances, there are multiple scenes that are not from their point of view, but someone else’s. For example, the chief mate in this book has several scenes where he is dealing with the problems Aimee brought on board. Telling the scene from

Did any scene have you crying or laughing while writing it?

Building off my answer to your previous question, there are a few and many involve the secondary characters. There are so many that cause me to laugh out loud. I really enjoyed all the scenes with Mr. Collins, Reece’s chief mate.

Set up is that Aimee, a noblewoman, loves Reece, a sea captain, and she has good reason to believe he feels the same about her. However, he has made it clear they have no future due to their difference in social status. To prove him wrong, she tricks some of Reece’s crew while they were anchored in the Thames into believing she is a thief. These low ranked sailors capture her, only to discover later they snatched a woman…and seriously injured her wrists when doing so. Aimee decides to use her injury to convince the chief mate, Mr. Collins to keep her presence a secret from Reece for a few days. Collins just wants time to diminish the evidence of her injury knowing his captain would be furious, while Aimee is hoping to get far enough away from London that Reece could not just turn around and hand her back over to her brother. In this scene, Mr. Collins does his best to lay down some ground rules on how Aimee is stay hidden and not cause trouble.

If Collins had a death wish, he would have busted out laughing upon seeing the shock on the old cook’s face. He had already pressed his luck by teasing him about his and Aimee’s “friendship,” but he had not been able to help himself. She and JP had been gabbing like magpies and everyone knew that JP demanded absolute silence when he cooked. Collins had to hold on to the doorframe to keep himself from falling when he realized the buzzard was allowing her to actually help cook! As if a noble lady knew anything about the kitchen besides eating what was prepared there.
Collins maneuvered down one narrow corridor and into another, marching back as quickly as he could to his cabin. Once they were inside and the door was closed, Aimee asked, “Mr. Collins, whatever is the matter with you? You seemed much calmer before. I know it was a little exciting earlier this morning with Mr. Hamilton knocking on the door, but—”
“Exciting, my lady? Did you say exciting? No, that was nothing compared to later, when the captain accused me again of bringing someone on board because he could smell her—your—scent!”
Tilting her head back, Aimee peered at his face. “But, Mr. Collins, you spoke truthfully. You did not bring anyone on board.”
Collins ran his hands roughly over his face. “My lady, I think by the time this is over, I will be ready for sainthood. Half of the men are besotted with you. Bloody hell, you even converted JP! He hates everyone!”
“Mr. Collins, you do exaggerate.”
“Do I? Because I don’t think I do.”
Aimee exhaled. The man was obviously frustrated and needed to unload his burdens, so she moved to sit down and quietly pay attention to his ranting.
“I bet even Kyrk,” Collins snapped, throwing his hands up into the air, “who truly despises women being on ships, would take a liking to you given enough time. Maybe I should sprout a few blond curls so that I could bend the crew’s will to my every whim.”
“Now, Mr. Collins, you know that I am not trying to bend anyone’s will, and if I am being such a bother, then perhaps it would be best to take me to Mr. Hamilton right now.”
“Oh no!” Collins said, waggling a finger. “It was you who asked to see him after you are healed, and that is what’s going to happen. But starting now, I’m going to put down some rules, and you will follow them.”
Aimee pulled her legs up and under her to give the broad man some room, for it seemed he needed to pace. “I think that is a splendid idea.”
Collins stopped for a brief second to see if she was being sincere. Unable to decide, he continued. “Rule One. We work on four-hour shifts, so you will have to be ready to leave any cabin with only a moment’s notice. When you hear a double knock, open the door and be prepared to leave. Second rule—”
“Excuse me, Mr. Collins. But what if I am asleep? I am by nature a morning person, and find it difficult to wake in the early evening hours if I’m asleep.”
Collins stared at her, dumbfounded, for several seconds. “Aboard this ship, you’ll be what you need to be. Now for the second rule.”
“And why a double knock? How about a triple or just one solid thump? What made you decide to choose a double knock to indicate immediate departure?” Aimee couldn’t help it. She knew she was egging the man on, but he reminded her of Charles, who tended to command instead of persuade.
Collins was flummoxed the woman was daring to make light of his . . . her situation. “The second rule, my lady, is to never, under any circumstances, go into the captain’s quarters.”
Aimee scrunched her brows. She had not considered doing such a thing, but now that it was forbidden, she suddenly wanted to. “And what, Mr. Collins, is the third rule?”

If your book was optioned for a movie, what scene would you use for the audition of the main characters and why?

I would choose the scene where Reece finally learns that Aimee is aboard his ship and confronts her. The actors would have to be able to convey not just the chemistry between Reece and Aimee, but the emotional pain they are suffering from separation due to social conventions as well as the seething anger both of them feel at that very moment for each other. If the actors could pull off that scene and make it believable, then I would know they truly get the characters and would be able to tell this story. The scenes with Aimee and Reece all crackle in some way, whether it is because of sexual tension, frustration, elation, fear or just plain anger. But these two are connected not in just what they say, but how they respond to each other. I would want to see this connection in the audition.

If you could have given your characters one piece of advice before the opening pages of the book, what would it be and why?

Communicate!!!! Don’t assume!!! Too much of what happens in our lives that we wished went differently, just might have if we just learn to open up and say what is in our hearts and on our minds. Reece and Aimee as well as Chase and Millie are no different. Fortunately, these characters do eventually learn how to communicate, but until they do, they find themselves in many an amusing situation.

What are you currently working on? What other releases so you have planned for 2014?

In addition to this Regency series, (which has at least two more after this one), I have a McTiernay series (Highlander), a Christmas series (Christmas Knight), and a vampire novella (Highland Hunger). All of these have future releases that are being planned. I am finishing up the next McTiernay book right now and that should be out early next year. I should get the other out next summer, but do not have a specific release date for those yet. I will post this on Facebook once I know. To learn more about these novels, the best place to go is my website,

Where can readers get in touch with you?

I have a website – – which has links about my books, reviews etc. as well as a link to be able to email me or subscribe to receive notifications. I also have a brand new Facebook page ( ) that I just have created, where I put updates to book status and any events. Note that one of the things that I hope to do by the end of the year is to put up on my website information about the McTiernay saga—the various clans, family tree, allies and enemies, etc.

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I really want to reserve the scenes of Aimee and Reece and not take them out of context. Question Number 9 has a short scene with Aimee, but Millie has a major role in this book as she believes the situation that allowed Aimee to get captured was partially her fault. In order to right her wrong, Millie decides that she must finagle her way into getting a job at the London docks. This scene is where Millie meets Clive, the man her friend told her would give her a job.


The large room smelled of smoke and spilled liquor mixed with the distinct scent of the pine tar worn by seamen. To her right, attached to the wall, was a large painted plank with a dozen large, worn circular nobs that served as hooks for sailors’ coats and hats. Just beyond the rack was a serving area consisting of a well-used counter with several mugs lying haphazardly on its surface. Behind the ale-soaked surface were three casks, and on a shelf above them were several bottles of liquor. Millie noticed that to the far side of the serving area was the establishment’s only other door. She suspected that it led to a room where most of the liquor was stored.
In the corner was a single padded chair facing a fairly sizeable stone hearth, and despite the chair’s obvious well-used state, it appeared to be the tavern’s only comfortable place to sit. To her left was a large bay window that let in a surprising amount of light considering the layer of grime covering every pane, which Millie decided was a good thing. For though she could not really look out and see who was coming, neither could onlookers glance through to see just who was within.
With the exception of six brass sconces, nothing ornamental was anywhere to be seen. The tavern’s main decorations were the scars along the walls from brawls involving thrown furniture. The interior of the room was full of tables, benches, and scattered chairs, most of which were either skewed or toppled over.
A whistling sound caught Millie’s attention and she took a step farther inside. Instinct told her to look down and see what had made her leather-soled boots stick to the floor, but Millie kept her eyes on the closed door beside the bar. A second later a massive bald man with wide-set eyes bounded through the doorway, carrying a crate of whiskey bottles on his left shoulder. He had several small scars scattered along his scalp and was smiling, which made him appear friendly—but only for a moment. That impression changed the instant he saw her. His whistling stopped and his face turned to stone.
Millie began to blink and felt her pulse race. “Are you Mr. Langdon?” she asked, returning his direct gaze. She straightened her back, suspecting any sign that she was either meek or mild would end any hopes of her being hired. Her height might make her look otherwise, but she was far from helpless.
A dark eyebrow rose upon hearing his rarely used surname. “Call me Clive,” he instructed, praying the little thing he was looking at was not the woman Sasha had mentioned when she had stopped by last night. Damn woman looked like she belonged in Mayfair. “And ye better be the chit I was told tae expect,” he added, visibly raking her with his lapis-colored eyes. He had seen many pretty women in his time, but this one, with her delicate features, chocolate-brown hair, and unusual colored eyes, had them all beat—easily.
Clive set the crate down on the counter with a small grunt and reminded himself of the very firm rules he had about women working at his place. The first of those rules was by far the most important—no whoring in his establishment. He had allowed it at one time and every night had become a nightmare. Drunks he could handle. Thieves, angry dockworkers, disgruntled watermen—there wasn’t a sailor he could not manage or find some means to persuade to behave when all he was after was a drink. But men lusting for a woman were pure trouble. And the woman standing before him was the complete embodiment of how Clive defined trouble. “Tell Sasha that I changed me mind.”
Millie took a step forward, reminding herself that this gruff man ran one of the few public houses where patrons were not allowed to assault the women who worked there. Clive owned a tavern that seamen and dock laborers from all over the Thames frequented. Working here was her chance, probably her only chance, to learn just who had taken Aimee. “Mr. Clive, I understand that you may have reservations about hiring someone of my stature, but I assure you I am strong and able.”
Hearing her fancy talk, Clive snorted and began taking bottles out of the crate and putting them on the shelf. He knew from the onset to be suspicious about Sasha’s request, but she was impossible to refuse. Saying no to this female, however, was well within his ability. “I don’t have reservations, woman. I would if I was offering ye anything, but I ain’t. So take yourself back out that door and trouble someone else.”
Millie removed her gloves and began to unbutton her pelisse, refusing to give up. “Mr. Clive, you are a businessman, and the fact is that while I admit to desperately needing this job, you are short a server. I can do the job and as a fair man, you should at least offer me the chance to fail.”
Clive stared at her in shock. If he had not already been annoyed and squeezing his jaw, it might have fallen open hearing her little speech. No one he knew spoke like that, and certainly not to him in his place. He knew he needed to say something, anything, that conveyed those sentiments, but all that would come out was, “Not mister, just Clive.”
Millie nodded her head and offered him a smile. “Clive then. And my name is Ellie . . . Alwick,” she lied, laying the pelisse over the back of the chair that was near the hearth.
Clive grunted, repeating “Alwick” under his breath skeptically. The woman was a horrible liar and he was about to say as much when he realized the woman had taken her coat off and was starting to straighten up the chairs. Damn little thing believed he had actually agreed with her little speech. He needed to regain control and fast.
Straightening his shoulders, he said, “Fine. Don’t tell me yer real name, as it don’t matter. Ye can put yer coat thing right back on because, as I said before, you are not working here.”
Millie used her foot to a shove a bench out the way and then began to organize the tables so that they were evenly spaced from each other. “Yes, Clive, I am.”
Clive strolled around the counter to where Millie was working and stood right in front of her, preventing her from going to the next table. “Look, announcing stuff may have worked in whatever fancy house ye used tae live in, but nobody tells me how tae run my place.”
Millie jutted her chin out, praying she looked more confident than she felt. “I am certainly not telling you how to run your place. You did when you promised Madame Sasha.”
“Madame Sasha,” Clive huffed, amazed that the old bird still got people to call her that. “I don’t owe that convict nothing. All I promised was tae look at ye, and I’ve done that. The answer’s no,” Clive stated unequivocally. Thinking he had finally made his point, he went back to the bar and his crate of liquor.
“But with Clarice gone, you need someone who is willing to work hard . . . and not on their backs.” Millie paused upon seeing Clive’s darkening gaze.
“Aye, maybe I do, but not the likes of ye,” he said, refusing to relent. He pointed his finger at her and then the door. “So now take yer pretty arse out of here before someone sees ye in here.”
Millie was undaunted. “Is that the basis of your refusal to hire me? You think I’m pretty?” When Clive refused to look at her, Millie moved forward to the bar. “But, Clive, that is a reason to hire me, for it will bring more business to your establishment. And if you are worried about someone becoming . . . let’s say, friendly . . .” She waited until he looked her directly in the eye to finish her thought. “I can take care of myself.”
Clive suppressed a smile. For a tiny female, the lass showed spirit, and that was a quality he had always admired, especially in women. Too often the females who came to work in drinking dens were either timid and full of fear, or so jaded that they could no longer express feelings of any kind. But the idea of this petite beauty fighting off even the weakest of seamen was more than a little amusing.
Seeing his smirk, Millie leaned in closer and added, “Without it costing you any customers.”
Clive stood bewitched by the sparkling deep purple hue of her eyes. The lass was serious in her claim. She truly believed that she could keep men away and keep them happy. It was almost worth giving her a chance just to see how she intended to do that. “What do ye know of serving ale and whiskey?”
Millie forced herself to remain calm. “Absolutely nothing. I am just as ignorant as you believe me to be when it comes to working in a public house. However, that does not mean that I am incapable of learning or hard work. I intend to earn my wages.”
Clive let out a huge gust of air and folded his arms across his massive chest. Hard work, the woman said. She was as familiar with hard work as he was the waltz—and he couldn’t dance to save his soul. So if this pretty little chit knew nothing about earning wages through hard physical labor, why would Sasha send her to work in a dockworkers’ tavern? Why not one with gentlemen clientele?
Clive took another look at Ellie and tried to discern her background. A widow? He did not think so. She was unhappy, stressed, but lacked the telltale signs of grief. Governess? Perhaps, but doubtful. There were other, much easier forms of employment for someone like her. So if she lost one cully, why not just get another? Clive narrowed his eyes as a he answered his own question. Ellie was here because she did not want to be found. “Why do ye want tae work near the docks?”
Millie licked her lips, somewhat unnerved that he had discerned that the locality of the job was essential to her. “I have my reasons.”
Clive shook his head upon hearing his suspicion confirmed. She did not need a job. She wanted this job. “Now that makes me curious, and a man like me doesn’t like tae be curious. Makes me think ye might not only be trouble, but might be bringing it here.”
“M . . . Clive,” Millie began, “I can assure you that—”
“No, it’ll be me doing the assuring. Ye may be seeking a way tae make some money while avoiding those looking for ye, but I don’t need a bailiff poking his head in me business.”
Millie’s eyes popped wide and her stance suddenly became hostile. “A bailiff? Why, I have never done anything illegal in my life! And I am offended you could think so when you know nothing about me!”
Clive flinched at her violent reaction to the accusation. Ellie might be beautiful and a mite small, but she was also fiery. He liked that but quickly scowled at her to hide his appreciation. “Hell, lass, how was I supposed tae know? Ye claim ye can take on a brawlin’ bunch of seamen, when anyone can tell ye’ve only been around gentry. Don’t deny it,” he said, waving a finger in the air, drawing an imaginary circle around her. “It’s written all over ye. Yer hair, yer walk, yer damn posture, and those hands . . .”
Millie looked down. “What about my hands?”
Clive reached out and grabbed one, touching the smooth, velvety palms. It was a mistake and he flung it back. “Just like I thought. Soft as a new bairn.”
Millie’s heart lurched. She clenched and unclenched her fist. It was strange, but only Chase had ever touched her in such a familiar way. She suddenly wondered if she could really endure this job.
Millie licked her lips and pushed the thought aside. She was about to lose this opportunity unless she gave Clive a compelling story about why she needed to work for him. She opted for something closer to the truth. “I admit I am having some difficulties disentangling myself from my previous life. It is possible—though very tenuous—that someone may make some inquiries about me. But I give you my word that I have done nothing dishonest. I only made a mistake, and it cost me . . . my life in a way. I am just trying to correct it and I need this job in order to do so. Give me one night, and if you still think I cannot do the job, I will leave and give you no more trouble.”
Clive’s deep blue eyes stared long and hard at the small, captivating woman standing in front of him asking for a job. He must be out of his mind to agree, but he knew that was exactly what he was going to do. “Be here at six. And don’t dress up like ye’re going to a party in Mayfair. Wear working clothes. That one’s tae distracting.”
Millie bit her bottom lip and Clive rolled his eyes as he realized that she was already wearing her plainest garment.

Book Info:

Three best friends are the most eligible ladies in London. But Lady Aimee Wentworth only has eyes for the handsome sailor who captured her heart long ago. . .
Everything She Lost. . .

Lady Aimee Wentworth has grown tired of Reece Hamilton avoiding her. Unable to shake her childhood vow to marry the dashing sailor, she devises a plan that she’s certain will land her in his arms. But before she can act, she’s captured by Reece’s crew, and an ill-timed case of mistaken identity all but shatters her hopes of winning back his affections. . .

. . .Was Worth Everything She Gained

Born the untitled second son of a lord, Reece has resigned himself to the life of a sailor. Unable to provide the luxuries befitting a Lady, he insisted that Aimee seek the hand of a nobleman. But when he discovers her on board his ship he knows there is only one direction in which to set his sails–toward a destiny more adventurous–and more passionate–than either could have ever imagined. . .




32 Responses to “Spotlight & Giveaway: A Woman Made For Sin by Michele Sinclair”

  1. Terri Shortell

    I will re-read a book if I get invested in the characters lives. I have to be made to care if they live happily ever after even if they make me mad with some of their decisions. What makes me put a book down is if the characters are so unbelievable or so weak that I come to absolutely hate them. I don’t want wishy washy individuals.

  2. Kate I.

    I haven’t re-read very many books since reaching adulthood. I have re-read some epic fantasies (LOTR, Chronicles of Narnia, HP) and some horror (The Stand, The Dark Tower series, Anne Rice stuff). Apparently I want to either revisit adventure tales or repeatedly freak myself out. My chief frustration would be poor editing that results in gaping plot holes. I also get jarred out of a story by numerous blatant errors in grammar, spelling, or punctuation. I have been aggravated by an author who chooses a less common synonym for something and then uses it every time s/he thinks it appropriate (in one book, a vehicle either “nosed” or “blasted” wherever it was driven, no fewer then 37 times apiece). I have edited and proofread in a professional capacity for 20+ years and am unable to turn off that part of my brain (which can make reading the newspaper a painful experience).

  3. Trudy Dowling

    I re-read books that have realistic characters. When an author can make me laugh, I was to read more and read the book again and again.

  4. Cari White

    Always the characters! Getting to know them, love them, root for them. I like how you say that first half is getting together, second half is working together. I saw that in Kat Martin historicals. Love that, too.

  5. Lori Meehan

    A book needs everything that makes a great romance. Great characters, humor, sadness, sex and sexual tension and a good story line b

  6. Laurie G

    I hate it when it takes the main characters too long to get together. Like you, I like it when the characters have a long time together.

  7. Taswmom

    I get frustrated when there is no real conclusion. I absolutely love to learn what happens beyond the coming together of heart and mind. Even the best of relationships have some down with the ups, and I want to know they won’t give up at the 3, 5, or 7 year itch marks. That is one reason why I love series.

  8. Colleen C.

    What gets me to read and reread books… when the characters can grab ahold of me… make me feel their pain, laugh with them, cringe or cry… enjoy the journey they take to find happiness.
    What frustrates me… long drawn out descriptions… jumping from scene to scene with no smooth transitions… no epilogue or a bit of info on how things turned out for the characters…

  9. Morgan VanLier

    The characters and storyline have to be intetesting. I like your idea of 2parts getting together and staying together.

  10. kdaze10

    I’ll re-read a book if I really connect with the characters and relate somehow to the story line. I get frustrated over historical fiction novels that avoid fact completely, and poorly written novels.

  11. bettysunflower

    I am fascinated by injured heroes and will re-read these books numerous times…. even when I have a HUGE TBR pile.

  12. Amy R

    I dislike cliffhangers, cheating and lots of flashbacks/talking about previous lovers. I like HEAs, epilogues and getting to see a few chapters after the couples get together. I need something solid by 50% of a book or I automatically drop it a star, it can be H/H coming together or H or H making some type of resolution to get together.

  13. Linda

    I have to like the characters & of course I love me a HEA. I do like lots of interaction between the H/H. The writers style makes a difference too

  14. Janie McGaugh

    For me to want to read a book again, the characters and story have to be interesting, and it has to resonate emotionally. I’m frustrated by artificial situations that keep the characters apart, continued stupidity on either the hero’s or heroine’s part, and by bad proofreading that leaves errors that pull me out of the story. I get angry when I’ve invested the time (and emotions) in a story and find that it ends tragically.

  15. Amy

    I’m frustrated with bad grammar and spelling mistakes. I will stop reading a book if there is no chemistry or missing the plot. I agree with sudden endings, I want to know that the characters are relatively happy.

  16. Leanna

    Stories that you fall in love with the characters. I like a little humorous. A book that makes me smile.

  17. bn100

    the writing, characters, and HEA
    don’t like grammatical errors, typos, poor writing, cliffhangers

  18. Ana Smith (@AnaRomance)

    Different things make me want to reread the book: sometimes the characters, the humour, or the romance itself.

    As for what makes me dislike the book, most often than not, it’s irritating characters or huge plot holes.

  19. conniefischer

    I was intrigued when you mentioned that your books are usually in two parts. To me, that shows a story that is in-depth and rather like a saga. It shows has written more than just a light story. Books such as “Gone With the Wind” are dynamic reads that leave the reader feeling as though they have had a full meal instead of just an appetizer.

    What frustrates me is having to make notes or flip back in the book to try and make heads or tails of the plot or which character is which. Introducing too many characters into a story can be aggravating.

  20. Texas Book Lover

    I love books that let you see what happens after they get together…the staying together part! I love seeing the connection and chemistry. If an author can make me laugh out loud and cry in the same book it will be an automatic favorite! I cannot stand anything that is predictable or whiny characters.

  21. txgrll

    I will re-read a book if the characters are funny and have depth. I prefer strong personalities that stand out from the rest and a well written plot with my happy ending, of course. 🙂

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