Elizabeth Rolls

Elizabeth Rolls

Adelaide Hills, South Australia

We live in the Adelaide Hills of South Australia, in a beautiful lush valley full of apple, pear and cherry orchards. We moved here a couple of years back, escaping from the city and it’s just gorgeous. The property is small, only five acres, but we have room for two small noisy boys, three dogs, two cats and several woolly things masquerading a environmentally friendly lawnmowers. Before that we lived in Melbourne, which was fun, but we always wanted to live in the country and now we do.
I’ve been married to an ex-nuclear physicist – don’t ask! for the last 17 years and we have two rowdy little boys, commonly described as “feral”. Most of our friends think we have far too many animals, and everyone knows we have far too many books.I grew up moving around a fair bit. Dad was in the army and every few years we had to up sticks and move on. I was born in England, expelled from kindergarten in Melbourne, started school in Papua New Guinea and finished school in Melbourne. After taking a degree in Music Education I taught music for several years while my husband finished his Ph.D.
How I started writing
I had the writing bug from a very early age. From the time I could read I loved writing stories. Throughout my school days I was nearly always writing something very quietly, and there were several teachers who encouraged me. One student teacher, whose name I have totally forgotten, when I was in sixth grade, as well as a couple of high school English teachers, Mrs Redman and Mrs Mackay.
I started writing my first book after I finished my Masters degree. For one thing I really, really missed my thesis. I’d enjoyed researching it, and I loved writing it. So it seems inevitable now that when I was looking for something to do in the evenings to unwind after work, I started writing again.
I’d been staying with an old school friend. Meg is a fellow Georgette Heyer fan, and she had a very large collection of Regencies on her bookshelves. Well, that was an eye-opener. I’d had no idea anyone else apart from Heyer had actually written them. By the time I went home I had an idea floating around in my brain and I sat down and roughed out some sort of chapter plan. Then I started typing. Six months later I had a story with a beginning a middle and an end which I sent to Meg. After a great deal of talking, she persuaded me to send it off to Harlequin Mills & Boon. After doing the rounds of all three editorial offices and undergoing a major rewrite and extension while I was about seven months pregnant with the second small noisy boy, it was accepted for publication and published as The Unexpected Bride.
Most of my writing friends have threatened to lynch me over that story at one time or another. Personally I envy them for having learnt an enormous amount about writing and the industry before acquiring an editor who understandably expects you to know what you are doing.

Action & Adventure, Historical, Romance

Unruly Chaperon

Tilda was married off to a rich gentleman over thirty years her senior. A fate all the more cruel because she had already fallen in love with a man who could never be hers. Years later, her circumstances are much changed and she is at last free to live as she chooses. But to Crispin she remains infuriatingly out of reach because Tilda is acting as chaperon to the woman he's intending to marry...

A Compromised Lady

As a girl she had been bubbling over with mischief. As a woman she seemed half lost in shadow. But Richard Blakehurst couldn't miss the flash of connection between them when his hand touched hers. It was as if he had awakened something deep inside her. Seeing Richard again brought back the taunting memory of their dance at her come-out ball. She must tame her wayward thoughts, because Thea doubted even her considerable fortune could buy Richard's good opinion of her if ever he learnt the truth....

The Chivalrous Rake

With a broken collarbone, Jack Hamilton was in no mood to have relatives arrive on his doorstep. But the Reverend Dr. Bramley and his daughter were practically penniless, so he couldn't just turn them away. They had obviously left their previous home under a cloud, with Cressida's reputation in tatters. And then Jack learnt the true reason for their plight, and his chivalrous nature took over. Cressida was in need of a husband...but was he in need of a wife?

Mistress Or Marriage?

A Simple Choice? To ensure the succession of the Helford family line, it's imperative that David Melville, Viscount Helford should marry—and soon! He's determined to choose a wife of nobility and decorum as a matter of convenience—until his resolve is shaken to the core by the independent and fiery Miss Marsden. Sophie's plain beauty, forthrightness and virtually penniless state are nothing Viscount Helford desires in a wife. But she stirs a passion in him he cannot resist. The solution seems easy, but to take her as his mistress would tarnish her good name—something he knows she can't afford to lose. But can he afford to lose her?

Lord Braybrook's Penniless Bride

Miss Christiana Daventry will do whatever it takes to keep from being thrown out on the streets—even accept the insufferably attractive Lord Braybrook's proposition! Julian Trentham, Viscount Braybrook, urgently needs to hire a governess and companion, and Christy is conveniently available. Headstrong, with charmingly mismatched eyes and soft tawny hair, Christy is unlike any woman he has ever encountered. But there is something so deliciously endearing about her that Julian quickly forgets how scandalous it would be to give in to the mounting attraction for his penniless governess….

The Dutiful Rake

The Earl of Rutherford was used to flirting with scandal. But when an act of charity placed his charge's spotless reputation in jeopardy, Marcus knew he must do the honorable thing. There was no point in pretending he was in love. So in return for Miss Marguerite Fellowes's discretion and children, the earl offered his name and protection. Then Marcus watched as proud Meg blossomed in London society. Meg's smile was perhaps the loveliest he'd ever seen, and the glow in her eyes made him feel wildly out of control. Tantalized by her evident passion for life, the dutiful rake soon found himself consumed by far from innocent desires....

His Lady Mistress

DOWNTRODDEN SERVANT OR GRACIOUS LADY? When Max, Earl Blakehurst, meets Verity he sees a downtrodden servant. He doesn't recognize her as the daughter of a colonel under whom he used to serve, the girl he'd once helped years before. The life Verity's now living is untenable. So he proposes a shocking solution—he will set her up as his mistress. It's only once that Verity's finally agreed, once Max is beginning to lose his heart to her, that he discovers her true identity. Max is taken aback; he would never have suggested this lady become his mistress. Now, to avoid scandal, they'll have to marry!

The Unexpected Bride

Did family honor really dictate that he marry the first eligible girl who could make intelligent conversation? The Earl of Darleston certainly hoped not, but there was no denying that he needed a bride. And Miss Phoebe Ffollit seemed the ideal candidate for a marriage in name only. Or so he thought. Until his bride brought a wolfhound to their wedding and he learned that he hadn't married Phoebe--but her twin, Penelope. But when Penelope revealed the reason behind the charade, Darleston knew his "unexpected bride" deserved nothing less than his whole heart. Could he now turn a paper marriage into wedding bliss?

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