Thursday, November 29, 2007



Wednesday, November 28, 2007


FAIRYTALE BRIDE- Coming soon to the Wild Rose Press.

Monday, November 5, 2007

Through the Garden Gate/ Cover: Fairytale Bride

I don't know what else to say other than 'thank you.' My story has been interpreted perfectly in this cover.

Michelle Chambers
Ripples in the water- Available now
Fairytale Bride- coming soon (December 2007) to The Wild Rose Press
To those lucky enough to hear, the Blue Moon may speak at midnight, and it may grant your wish…On one such night, in sheer desperation, Maddie Elliott set aside scepticism and doubt to make a wish under the magic of the Blue Moon’s light…
The magic brings Maddie, through a secret garden gate-to a world unknown to her, but whose sights and sounds overwhelm her senses with strange familiarity-to her heart’s desire. To her wish.
Incomprehension and confusion fill her heart when she meets the Earl of Ruglen. The Law of Attraction couldn’t possibly be wrong, yet how could she long for someone whom she wholeheartedly despised? Surely, the Blue Moon was mistaken.

“A mouse?”
Lord Ruglen lifted the candle, he held, high between them, and Maddie saw, in the briefest of moments, the challenging lift of his eyebrow refuting her claim before he blew out the flame. Her eyes adjusted again to the moonlit shadows, and focussed on the brightness of his.
“Leave us,” Lord Ruglen commanded Rose.
Maddie shifted her gaze behind Lord Ruglen’s bare chest, and nodded the request into Rose’s wide and querying eyes.
The door closed softly, and Maddie returned her gaze to Lord Ruglen’s steady own. She pulled the sheet consciously tighter about her naked body.
“Those bruises on your neck did not come from a mouse,” Lord Ruglen stated quietly.
“No,” Maddie said, with a slow shake of her head. “I believe it was a rat, my lord.”
“You jest, at a time such as this?”
“And what would you have me do, my lord? Turn to you for comfort, and find none?” She hung her head, hiding the tears falling down her face.
“What happened?”
A low sound echoed through the room and it took her a few moments to realise she was laughing.
“Would you like details, my lord? Why not wait a few hours. I am sure your choice of lover will be good enough to supply you with every little detail.” Her voice hardened. “Was I the spoils of another wager, my lord? Is that why you showed me such consideration tonight? Danced with me. Make me believe you…” She faltered, then taking a deep breath addressed him once more: “You do not want me, I understand that, but should I decide to take a lover allow me the courtesy of choosing him myself.”
Lord Ruglen’s eyes narrowed dangerously. “You can not think me capable of such depravity.”
“I can, and I do.”
“Why? Because you are determined to believe the worse of me?”
“As you do of me?” Maddie parried coldly. “To you I am nothing but a wager already won, but I feel, my lord, even if you do not. I hurt-”
“Did he…hurt you?” Her eyes flew to the brightness of his.
“Did he hurt you?”
Maddie turned away from him. Her shoulders shook lightly as she began to cry. She felt him even before she heard him step towards her. His warmth engulfed her, and this time she couldn’t resist, she leaned back into his naked arms.
“You hurt me,” she whispered.
“I know.”

Saturday, November 3, 2007

A Thought Shared

Ripples in the Water is one of those books where the inspiration came from absolutely nowhere. I had just given birth to my first child and was on maternity leave-I used to work at the Westeinde Ziekenhuis, a hospital in the Hague, as a therapy radiographer.
On a night I suddenly awoke, just like that. No reason, or rhyme, with three names circling with absolute clarity in my head: Claerdal, Celeste and Guy Fawkes. I was also quite aware, at that moment, that the object of the exercise would be to link them somehow; the result being my debut novel, Ripples in the Water.
I have an insatiable love of history, and it really doesn’t matter who’s history, but what I strive to find is the story running parallel to whatever historical event I choose to write about. History will never change, but there will always be someone else’s truth, and that is what I wish to convey.
Ripples in the Water is an historical piece, but it’s also full of intrigue, suspense and explores the influence of coincidence. Here are what two reviewers had to say about Ripples in the Water:

‘This novel, written by Ms. Michelle Chambers, has very detailed, interesting scenarios which are spell-binding. The more I read, the more (and faster) I wanted to read...’ Brenda Talley, The Romance Studio

‘Michelle Chambers cast well-rounded characters that weave an intriguing tale...’ Linda L., Fallen Angel Reviews

The power of coincidence, the Yin and Yang of life, the Law of Attraction, these are all premises upon which I base my novels, and combined with the somewhat darker side of human nature I aim to give the reader a more in-depth, intense look at love. I dissect love into the spectrum I believe it is. As white light is a spectrum of colour, I believe love to be a spectrum of emotion. Sometimes ugly, sometimes beautiful, but love nonetheless.
I recently entered, and won, a short-story competition organised by my publishers, The Wild Rose Press. The story is called Fairytale Bride. A tale of time-travel and Regency England, yet exploring the premise of the Law of Attraction. As yet, its still in the editing stage, as is my contemporary novel, Blood of His Fathers, but I hope to have release dates for both books pretty soon.
We all have a history, and history plays an important role in my stories. My characters have history. Their opinions, behaviour, thoughts, sometimes in the extreme, are influenced, as we are, by history- whether that be race, religion, etc- and/or experience, though I do like happy endings. In my books, at least, I can control that.
I’ve lived in Holland, now, for more than fifteen years and still love it. I came initially from England for a year, but life had other plans for me, and up until now I’m quite content with the direction its taken. Two beautiful, healthy children, and a wonderful, understanding man. Well, he had to be when I said I wanted to write. I took up the challenge five years ago and its wonderful to finally see the fruits of my labour, and love.

A huge thank you to The Wild Rose Press for making my dreams come true.


Thursday, November 1, 2007

Finally won something

Fairytale Bride has won the Garden Gate contest. Finally, I've won something.