Thursday, August 2, 2012

Book tour Bound by Decency by Claire Ashgrove

Please welcome Claire Ashgorve!! 

What’s On A Pirate Menu?

Hi all!  I’m back again this month, and super excited to be able to talk about Bound by Decency.  This book, of the many I’ve written, is very close to my heart, second only to the Templar series. 

So, if you were on a pirate ship (and let’s assume you’ve been invited not taken captive), and the meal bell rang, I think you’d be a bit surprised what might appear at your table.  Keep in mind pirate fare was always fresh stale, made with the finest stalest ingredients available.

Let’s take a peek at the menu:

  1. Bone Soup – The Captain’s own chowder stuffed with an array of moldy vegetables, your choice of rat, chicken, turtle, fish or pork bones, in a spoiled-milk and vinegar base. 

  1. Split Pea Soup – Fresh, slime-covered peas split and boiled in a three-day-old carrion broth, complete with sprouted carrots, ginger root, garlic, and some other stuff.  Bring rum, this dish be hot!

  1. Fish Shashlik – Freshly caught last week, grilled with onions, rotten tomatoes, and the cook’s own special blend of Eastern spices, served over boiled weevils and rice.

  1. Chicken Paprikash – A taste you’ll never forget! Boneless, skinless, chunks of decaying chicken, cooked in a heavy rosemary, garlic, and curdled cream sauce, served with molded mashed potatoes and sea-turtle gravy.

  1. Salted Pork and Dumpling Surprise – Boneless chunks of salted pork, marinated in a Jamaican rum and pepper sauce, then slow cooked over an open fire to preserve the maggots natural flavor.  Sour dough (spelling intentional) bread rolled with milk curds create dumplings you’ll never forget.

  1. Rancid Quencher – bacterial-infested water infused with a dram of rum. (We call this Grog)

  1. Fresh Jamaican Rum – all natural, no preservatives added

  1. Royal PortFrance’s finest wine fortified by grape brandy during fermentation – no harmful ingredients included

  1. Bumboo – dark rum, lemon juice, sweet syrup, and your choice of nutmeg or cinnamon

  1. Fine Arrack – Fermented sugarcane blended with berries and carefully aged in wooden barrels Captains only please.

Gee… it’s not hard to see why, when we think of pirates, we think of alcohol, is it?

Just as an aside, Bound by Decency is a work of fiction.  While all attempts at historical accuracy have been made, this foodie cannot bring herself to impart the wholesome goodness of real pirate fare on the unsuspecting reader.  Your bellies shall be safe here.

Thanks all, for having me today!

After inheriting a portion of Spain’s Royal Inheritance, Cain left The Flying Gang for a chance at honest wealth. With the secrets of his piracy tucked away, he achieved his lofty aspirations. But when his partner and best friend betrays him to the Royal Navy, Cain’s dreams are ripped to shreds. He’s left with his ship, the tattered remnants of a stolen future, and a piece of Spanish mystery. Wanted by three nations and destined for the gallows, he returns to the legendary band of buccaneers for one purpose -- vengeance.

 Kidnapped by the formidable CainIndia Prescott discovers he intends to kill the man she’s to marry. Cain’s story reveals betrayal. Treachery that extends to her as well. Although she holds the key to retribution, India refuses to become another man’s pawn. Freedom lies before her, the liberty to shrug off propriety, make her own decisions, and claim her destiny. But when she uncovers goodness in Cain’s soul and he awakens passion in her heart, she must combat the chains of convention once more.

 Only this time India's not fighting society. She’s battling a pirate bent on keeping her decency intact.

Series Concept:

The Flying Gang Legacy

With Europe in chaos over who would claim the Spanish throne, the Atlantic waters bred a most despicable lot. Privateers who pillaged and claimed, loyal to no country, more thief than noble mercenary. One man would claim Spain’s inheritance. He would pass it on. To a band of cutthroats more terrifying and deadly than the nightmares of the deep.
As the nations settle into peace, The Flying Gang knows no boundaries. No sea is safe. No shore unchartered. Chilling Rogers raised to the sky, they reign with fear, bound only to the wind, the brotherhood, and the ships they love. One tiny jeweled box strikes a gleam in their eyes. A golden trinket four rogue Captains risk danger, capture, and even friendship to possess.
Until love interferes with their rapscallion hearts…

Excerpt 4

India refused to be swayed. She’d found freedom. She wasn’t about to let it slip through her hands because of a little danger. Life was meant to be lived, not treated like a sickly child. “Then come with me. You’ll keep me safe. Teach me how to defend myself, if you must. But I’m going down there, with or without you.”
Cain opened his mouth to speak, spluttered something unintelligible, then quickly snapped it shut. Clearly, he had expected her to listen to reason and take refuge from the scourge within a taxi. As he struggled to recover his tongue, she fought back a giggle. She’d won. She had actually won a round with Cain.
“Absolutely not.”
Or perhaps she’d lost. Dismay settled into her veins, weighing down her heart. She pulled her hand free of his arm and turned to gaze at the shore in longing. They didn’t fear a stroll down the streets. What made those women so different than she? The fact they couldn’t size their clothes correctly, or that they opened their legs for coin?
She stiffened her chin, stalked to the rail, and swung a leg over to catch the ladder dangling off the bow. “This taxicab—where shall I find it?”
“I’ll hail one when we reach the end of the dock.”
“No. I’m afraid you don’t understand. I’m going to walk, Cain.” With that she disembarked.
In seconds, his feet appeared on the rope rungs above her head. He glanced over his shoulder, looking down at her. “What in the name of the seven hells do you think you’re doing?”
India shimmied down the last three rungs, and her toes touched the wet wooden dock. She dusted her hands on her trousers, then flashed him a broad grin. “Seeing the things I want to see.” Turning, she took four steps toward the fray of people.
He hit the dock with a thud. “India!”

Authors bio:
Claire Ashgrove has been writing since her early teens and maintained the hobby for twenty years before deciding to leap into the professional world. Her first contemporary novel, Seduction's Stakes, sold to The Wild Rose Press in 2008, where she continues to write steamy, sexy stories for the Champagne and Black Rose lines. Adding to these critically acclaimed romances, Claire’s paranormal romance series, The Curse of the Templars debuted with Tor in January 2012. For those who prefer the more erotic side of romance, she also writes for Berkley Heat as the National Bestselling Author Tori St. Claire.
She is an active member of Romance Writers of America, and her local RWA chapters, Heartland Romance Authors, Midwest Romance Writers, North Texas Romance Writers of America, and Celtic Hearts Romance Writers.
Claire lives in Missouri with her two toddler sons, and too-many horses, cats, and dogs. In her “free” time, she enjoys cooking, winning at Rummy, studying Ancient Civilizations, and spending quiet moments with her family, including the critters. She credits her success to her family's constant support and endless patience.
To learn more about Claire, visit her on the web at, or

Giveaway Details:

Claire will be giving away a $25.00 Amazon Gift Card to one random commenter during the tour.  Follow the tour – the more times you comment, the better your chances of winning!  Complete schedule can be found here.


  1. I think I would have stuck with the alcohol and just died from liver failure, lol. As picky as I am about food, it is a good thing that I did not live that long ago, before electricity, refrigeration & freezers, etc.
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  2. I think I would have just died, I can't even face cleaning out the fridge in case something in it has gone bad, I make my kids do it. Shutter!
    Thanks for entering me in the contest!

  3. OH, GOODNESS! It's a good thing I didn't live back in pirate times, haha! I would have died of starvation! ;-)



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