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Friends and Fairy Tale Lovers!  I am delighted to share with you today a wondrous fairy tale novel by the illustrious  Sarah E. Boucher: Midnight Sisters!  I loved this retelling of the Twelve Dancing Princesses, as I did so enjoy her Becoming Beauty. Midnight Sisters showed a fresh perspective, a nice plot twist, and leaves you wishing you could spend more time with the characters. Read on, Booklovers, and be sure to check out the giveaway!

Welcome to the Midnight Sisters‘ Blog Tour and Giveaway! Learn all about author Sarah E. Boucher and her exciting new novel based on the classic fairy tale The Twelve Dancing Princesses.

Author Spotlight:

Sarah E. Boucher is a lover of fairy stories, romance, anything BBC and Marvel, and really, really cute shoes. On weekdays she wears respectable shoes and serves as Miss Boucher, the Queen of Kindergarten. On school holidays she writes stories about romance and adventure. And wears impractical super cute shoes.

Sarah is a graduate of Brigham Young University. She lives and works in northern Utah. Midnight Sisters is her second novel. Visit Sarah at SarahEBoucher.com or connect with her on Twitter, FacebookInstagramPinterest, Amazon, or Goodreads.

Midnight Sisters:

Do no meddle with the Master’s daughters.

The words rattle around Jonas’ head. What is the punishment again? Death? Dismemberment? Jonas, the newest addition to the gardening staff, can’t recall the exact penalty for breaking the rule. What does it matter anyway? He would never dream of meddling with the Earl of Bromhurst’s haughty daughters.

Until he comes face to face with Lady Ariela Spencer, the eldest of the His Lordship’s daughters.

Her elusive smile and open manner cause him to question his convictions. In no time, he’s drawn into Lady Ariela’s world of mystery and intrigue, a world where she and her sisters will do anything—including leaving twelve empty beds at midnight—to escape their father’s strict rules.

Only Jonas can uncover the truth and save them from their father’s wrath and their own folly, if he is willing to risk everything he’s ever worked for. 

Midnight Sisters is an imaginative fairy tale retelling that promises to delight and entertain readers. Midnight Sisters is available on Amazon in paperback and Kindle.

Also by Sarah E Boucher:

Becoming Beauty, a retelling of Beauty and the Beast, available on AmazonBarnes & Noblebooks & thingsiTunes, and GoodreadsFor the duration of the blog tour (January 9-20) Becoming Beauty eBook will be 99

Thank you for dropping in! Don’t forget to click below and enter the giveaway for a chance to win an Amazon Gift Card or a signed copy of Midnight Sisters! 

Also, if you don’t already have a copy, download Becoming Beauty for 99 cents on Kindle, Nook, iTunes, etc. Clink on the links listed above.

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A Closer Look at One of the Midnight Sisters:

Meet Krisela:
“You like that, don’t you boy?” Brutus lapped up the water like he’d run all over creation. Would my father never learn to care for his hunting dogs? Caesar nudged Brutus out of the way. They reminded me of the triplets, always vying for a place.
“Now, now,” I said, patting Caesar’s black head. “There’s plenty for everyone, boys.”
“You have a way with them,” a deep voice said.
My nerves zinged. I hazarded a glance behind me. It was enough to confirm my worst fears. But why would Lord Whatsits spare any time for me? I was only fourteen.
“I’ve fine hunters of my own, My Lady. Have you any tips on managing them?”
I kept my eyes glued on the dogs who were still pushing one another to get to the water. I knelt to dump the rest of the bucket full of water into their dish. I stayed on my knees with one hand on each animal.
“You’re a shy one aren’t you, My Lady?” The low voice hummed with innuendo. “I’ve always liked a challenge.”
I closed my eyes tightly. Please don’t do it. Please don’t do it. Please don’t do it.
He shuffled nearer. I could feel him behind me. There was only one thing to do. I leaned forward so only the dogs could hear me. “Get him, boys!”
They tore off, nearly toppling me in the process. Wild yelps sounded followed by a not-so-manly shriek. I turned to watch to nobleman galloping across the grounds like an ungainly giraffe. The dogs were nearly at his heels. “Do it! Come on, boys!” I whispered. With a leap, Brutus sank his teeth into Lord Whatsits’s derriere. A chortle of laughter broke free. I laughed until my sides hurt.