On not being the hero, by Shehanne Moore

Today’s post is by Shehanne Moore, writer of astonishingly dark and sexy historical novels. I love her sense of humour! Enjoy:

Seriously I googled this in the hope of getting some fancy quote about how crestfallen these guys feel, these guys who don’t get to run into the building and save the heroine. But the best I could come up with is the fact they’re not alone. Look at some of the famous love triangles in books—Now, I am not talking ménage here.  What? On the lovely Carolee’s blog she’s been kind enough to ask me to today? I know it’s the last thing you’d expect.lau

Seriously she has a great post about what makes a hero right here,  https://caroleecroft.wordpress.com/2016/03/01/engaged-to-the-earl/

Trouble is there’s Heathcliff, Gatsby, Jacob Black and please, let’s not forget Scarlett O’Hara’s strange passion for Ashley Wilkes. Didn’t Rhett rescue her several times? Also wasn’t he better looking? In fact so were the others. Secretly guys we ladies were always rooting for them. But let them have the heroine and we have no story.

Anyway, I’ve noticed that in the two manuscripts I’ve just been lucky enough to have accepted I’ve gone and done it again.  There’s another guy and he’s not the hero. Why do I keep doing this? What advice can I give these poor guys?

Take Thomas, the heroine’s husband in my first book The Unravelling of Lady Fury.  (Yes do, take him far away, he’s a wife beater) how did he know Fury wasn’t really that in to him? Because at the start of the book she’s keeping him in a box in the cellar. Correction. It’s his corpse actually she’s keeping, after she pushed him down the stairs.


I think it would be difficult to give Thomas tips on how to have won the heroine, but I’d say that generally being nicer, an all round good guy, might have avoided this end. What’s that? They say women like bad boys better? Well, maybe they do?   So maybe that approach wouldn’t have worked?

Next up, Lachlan from His Judas Bride.

Well, Lachlan was an all round nice guy but the heroine’s father didn’t think so, so he killed him off. I think I’d say here, if you wanted to get the heroine then maybe you shouldn’t have got her up the duff when her father wanted to marry her off to someone else.

lazjewelThat brings us around to Gil Gressingham, deeply in love with Sapphire, the heroine of Loving Lady Lazuli. Unfortunately for Gil, although this pair went back a long way and he happily looked out for her on more occasions than she could count, she just wasn’t into him. Of course it didn’t help that he dropped dead half way through the book. Had he visited a doctor now, or stayed out of drafty establishments, he might have well gone onto to battle for her.

In my last book, The Viking and the Courtesan, we have Cyril. He’s quite a dish, the proverbial bad boy, he’s her husband. There was a time she loved him, just as there’s times   she believes they can make a go of things. Why don’t they end up together?  Because Cyril cannot ever love her. And the reason for that is?

Something I’m not going to reveal here.



                She glided closer. She had come to speak with him, wife to husband. And she had chosen here to do it because it was public. Those who thought the sun shone from the backend of his brown velvet breeches had a lot to learn. 

                 “My lord.”

                Of course, she might have known Cyril would be more interested in looking at her breasts than her face. Maybe she should have ventured in here topless?  Still, at least he was looking at her.   

                “Cyril. Husband.”

                Now that jerked his chin up. If ever there was a way to bring a dog to heel, this was surely it.

                “I knew I should find you here before me, my dearest. And involved in a wager too. My lords, you must excuse Cyril, especially when he does not possess the money to pay any debts. And, we are shortly to require every penny we own.”

                “Malice?” He peered at her closely. “Malice? Is that you?” 

                “Most certainly it’s not Aunt Carter’s silver teapot, my dearest husband.”

                She would keep with the endearments for the time being. It would not do for anyone here to think she was anything less than fond—the sole reason she clasped his arm. “I know you find every time you see me like a first time, but caution yourself. It is not seemly to behave in this manner here.”

                “Malice, what the hell are you doing here? Let go of my—”

                She lowered her voice to a whisper. “When I have come to talk divorce, I advise you to stop tugging. I will let go when I am good and ready to let go.”


                One little word to guarantee complete obedience from the damned dog.

                He cleared his throat, elegant in the fall of lace. Then he stood up. “You want to talk divorce? Divorce with me, Malice?”

                “I am looking, but I don’t see any other man here I was married to. Do you?”

The Viking and the Courtesan

perf5.000x8.000.inddIn 898 AD she wasn’t just from another land.

Wrecking a marriage is generally no problem for the divorce obtaining, Lady Malice Mallender. But she faces a dilemma when she’s asked to ruin her own. Just how businesslike should she remain when the marriage was never consummated and kissing her husband leads to Sin–a handsome Viking who wants her for a bed slave in name only?

She came from another time.

Viking raider Sin Gudrunsson wants one thing. To marry his childhood sweetheart. Only she’s left him before, so he needs to keep her on her toes, and a bed slave, in name only, seems just the thing. Until he meets Malice.

One kiss is all it takes to flash between two worlds

But when one kiss is no longer enough, which will it be?  Regency London? Or Viking Norway? Will Malice learn what governs the flashes? Can Sin?

Where worlds collide can love melt the iciest heart



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21 thoughts on “On not being the hero, by Shehanne Moore

  1. Aw Carolee, hee hee, couldn’t resist the ménage comment! You know me, little Miss Innocent. Thank you for asking me here. We must get together again. Historical Rom galz got to stick together. xxxx


      1. I’ve been sorting every other chapters ‘Before’ then ”Now’ (a thing I will run with I think at this stage), all bloody day long…merely knocked out a swift poem over lunch. Wish a book was that easy…as I said previous I don’t know how you author’s manage it. All credit to you.

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                    1. I can report all is well…taking a day off today to consider – now that the basic tale is there awaiting better use of the English language plus masses of padding – which of the three beginnings feels right! All good fun.

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  2. A very funny and thought-provoking post, Shey! I often find myself more interested in “the other guy”, who may be just as good looking and heroic as the hero, maybe even more so.
    And yeah, should it be considered rude NOT to talk about menage on my blog? 🙂

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