Dangerous Liasons


Although their recent Spanish Princess was a deeply embarrassing and painful affair, Starz is sticking to costume drama with a TV series adaptation of DANGEROUS LIAISONS based on Pierre Choderlos de Laclos’ 18th Century novel! Harriet Warner(The Alienist, Call the Midwife) will write and executive produce!

As ‘Deadline’ reports, it will follow the Marquise de Merteuil and the Vicomte de Valmont, two narcissistic rivals and ex-lovers who use seduction to control and exploit others. It explores the world of the French aristocracy shortly before the French revolution. The series will tell the origin story of the early years of both characters when they meet as passionate young lovers in the slums of 18th century Paris. It will be told from the perspective of Merteuil! The sweeping, sexy and expensive eight part series will shoot in Czech Republic.

The King 2019


Netflix has released the first photo from their historical movie THE KING which will premiere at Venice Film Festival ( Sept) this year starring Timothee

Timothee Chalamet leads the David Michod directed movie
Chalamet as Hal, a wayward prince, who ascends the English throne upon his father’s death, and must navigate the palace snake pit, chaos and inherited war against France. The adaptation of a number of Shakespeare’s plays also stars Ben Mendelsohn, Robert Pattinson, Joel Edgerton and Sean Harris! Joel Edgerton will play Sir Falstaff, Ben Mendelsohn is King Henry IV, Robert Pattinson is dauphin of France in the new historical movie.   Now in Post Production.



Netflix has published new character photos from their new epic series CURSED with Katherine Langford as Lady Nimue from Arthurian legends, Devon Terrell as King Arthur (who is suddenly a black man, go

Katherine Langford is Nimue, Lady of the Lake

figure) and Gustaf Skarsgard as Merlin. The ten episode saga will be a re imagining of the famous legend, told through the eyes of Nimue, a teenage heroine with a mysterious gift who is destined to become the powerful and tragic Lady of the Lake.

After her mother’s death, she finds an unexpected partner in Arthur, a young mercenary, in a quest to find Merlin and deliver an ancient sword. Over the

Devin Terrell is your latest King Arthur if you can believe it, folks

course of her journey, Nimue will become a symbol of courage and rebellion against the terrifying Red Paladins, and their complicit King Uther. Based on

Gustaf Skarsgard is definitely not your kind old man Merlin the Wizard

Tom Wheeler‘s yet to be released book, CURSED also stars Peter Mullan, Lily Newmark, Shalom Brune Franklin, Daniel Sharman, Sebastian Armesto, Emily Coates, Catherine Walker and Billy Jenkins.

Catherine The Great


I‘ve already showed you Sky‘s trailer for it, but now HBO has released their own one for CATHERINE THE GREAT four part mini historical series with Helen Mirren! The series will follow the late years of the 18th century

Helen Mirren already played English queens Elizabeth I and II

Russian tzarina as she enters the relationship with Grigory Potemkin (Jason Clarke). Amid scandal, intrigue and immense conflict, Russian empress

The series will air on Sky in Europe, and HBO in USA this Autumn

Catherine the Great develops a unique and devoted relationship with him as they overcome their adversaries and serve as the architects of modern-day

The series follows the relationship between Catherine and Potemkin

Russia. The cast will also include Joseph Quinn, Gina McKee, Rory Kinnear, and Richard Roxburgh. Check out HBO’s trailer below which is much more dynamic and atmospheric than the Sky’s one.


Brotherly Love – A North and South Novel with John Thornton – C28

Chapter Twenty-Eight



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John stepped through the door and was shown to the parlor where Adam, Fred, and Richard were talking.

All the men stood and shook hands. John didn’t make a move to sit. “I am here to see Miss Hale.”

“John, this may not be a good time,” responded Adam.

“By whose reckoning?” John challenged. Adam instantly saw a different John. There was determination set on his face.

“John, we can’t let you upset her.”

“I am not here to upset her. I wish to speak with her privately. Where is she?”

Fred approached John. “I’m afraid she doesn’t want to see you just yet.”

“And she has told you this?”

“Adam and I have spent time talking with her. I would assume you are here to apologize for your ladyfriend, Lenore’s comment to her.”

“She is not my ladyfriend. I dismissed her from the dinner and had Branson take her home. Now, where is Margaret?”

“Mr. Thornton, maybe in a day or two.”

“I cannot wait that long to say what I have to say.”

Fred stood firmly in front of John. He took an intimidating military posture. “Mr. Thornton, I don’t like your attitude.”

“I don’t care what you think of my attitude. I will not be deterred. If that’s the way it is . . .” John turned his back on Fred and headed straight to the staircase, bounding up three steps at a time. Ahead of him, he could see into a bedchamber that was surely a woman’s. He entered the room and saw Margaret sleeping. He closed her door and locked it.

Fred began knocking on the door.

“Fred, you will wake her if you persist.”

“If you hurt her, you’re dead.” Fred walked to his room and found his service weapon and loaded it. As he returned, the room was quiet.

John had set his hat on her dresser. He paced her small room looking at her trinkets and out her windows. Finally, he sat on the chair looking into her sleeping face.

Upon hearing nothing, Fred moved away from the door. His father and Adam were standing at the foot of the steps watching him. Fred descended the stairs.

Almost in whispers, Fred said,” What is he here for, Adam?”

“Let’s go sit down. I need a scotch, and I know it’s before lunch.”

Fred fixed a scotch for Adam and a whiskey for him, then he paced.

“Knowing Thornton for as long as I have, I do believe he is here to apologize. But with his resolute determination to talk with her, there is something more.”

“And what would that be? More heartbreak?”

“He is a very private man. Only Margaret will be able to tell us if she cares to.”

“Don’t you have any suppositions?”

Richard Hale listened intently.

“I really don’t care to comment on another man’s personal thoughts. Too many variables.”

“Bloody hell, Adam, he could be up there suffocating her. Give me something, or I am going to break that door down.”

“If I am forced to speak about Thornton, I would say he is now seeing her differently?”

“What the hell does that mean?” Fred was the only one standing and parading around the room. He kept running his hands through his hair. He pulled his pistol from his belt and laid it on the table. He sat.

“I believe he may be falling in love with her.”

“After all that has gone before, why would you say that?” Asked Richard.

“It is his private determination telling on him. If it were not personal, he would have given us a better answer. He has to know of our concern.”

“A man cannot just switch his feelings that quickly.”

“Fred, you have a lot to learn. You’ve heard of love at first sight. I believe he just saw her, in that light, last night. I am not saying I am correct. You wanted an answer, and I have given my opinion on the subject. With the other two women vying for his attention, she did not play that game. She ignored him again like she had at the ball. I think he felt that. He’s probably spent the night going over all he knows of her.”

“And so he wakes up, loving her,” Fred said sarcastically.

“I don’t believe he slept at all, but I think he is determined to find out more about her. You must admit, Margaret is a different sort of woman.”

“I do know that,” Fred relented.

“My observation is that he is ready to embrace something new in his life.”

“I hope you know him that well. My sister is priceless to me.”


Margaret felt a warm hand caress her own. She thought it most likely Dixon coming with her lunch.

“Is it lunchtime, Dixon?”

Margaret tried to pull her hand away as if to stretch. The large warm hand clung to hers until she opened an eye. John held her shoulder down disabling her from a sudden movement.

“John is that you?”


Margaret closed her eyes, assured she was dreaming. He had been visiting her nightly fantasies for several weeks. She moved her hand around searching for that touch once more. It was there. She smiled at the feeling of its warmth and size and roughness. Her own hand began to navigate over the calloused ridges and long fingers. This wasn’t a dream. Margaret peeked one eye open while again John held her shoulder.

“John? John Thornton? Oh my, God, it is you.”

“Shh… shh… Please calm yourself, or your brother will toss me out the window.”

“I’m not dreaming?”

“Do you often dream of me?” John asked with surprise in his voice.

“I don’t believe that is any of your business.” Margaret pulled her hand away from his. “What are you doing here?”

“I’ve come to ask if you dream of me?” He smiled.

“Just how many women can you handle at one time?” Margaret asked in all seriousness.

“Give me a moment. Let me count.”

Margaret wished she could roll back over on her back and not be forced to look into those eyes.

“I  believe my record is . . . sadly one. Only one at a time. That can’t leave this room. I have a reputation as most likely you heard last night.”

“John, you must do something with that Lenore. She is going to embarrass you.”

“I’ve come to ask for forgiveness from you?”

“From me? Whatever for?”

“The tear.”

“What tear? There were no tears.”

“Perhaps you have forgotten Adam wiping a tear that was falling. I have been up all night wondering why that happened and I believe I know.”

“I’m sorry. It has slipped my mind.”

“Has it? I don’t think so.”

“You are thinking a lot this morning. Is it still morning? Could you help me sit up in my bed? Just slide me up and tuck a pillow behind me. I can’t keep staring at your face like this.”

John gently rolled her to her back, placed his hands under arms and slide her up. He held her forward while he placed a pillow behind her back.

Even through the pain, Margaret could feel the warmth engulf her. His big hands had moved her like a feather.

“How is that?”

“Thank you. It feels good to bend in the middle.”

John realized she couldn’t look toward him anymore, so he moved to the side on her bed.

Margaret frowned.

“Now, I am here to discuss Miss Smithers. She …”

“I don’t really want to hear about her. It didn’t bother me about her words. Young men, I think I can understand. It was her boasting about it. She said she probably had made Thornton history.”

“So you are saying that what she said didn’t bother you but how she said it, did.”

“Yes. It took me a while to understand that, but I realized it was none of my business.”

“That is mighty manly of you, Miss Hale, for understanding.”

There was a knock on the door. “Thornton, I want to see my sister.”

John looked at Margaret. “You won’t throw him out the window, will you?” She called out.

John chuckled.

“What? No!”

John walked around and unlocked the door. Fred came in frowning at John and then looked at his sister. He could hardly have seen a more pleasant look on her face.

“Are you all right, puppet?”

“Yes. Mr. Thornton and I are having a discussion. Could you please leave us.”

“Ring the bell if you need me.”

Fred slowly backed out of the room. Once he started back down the steps, John closed the door once again.

John sat down where he had been. “Puppet is it? Does your brother handle your strings?”

Margaret smiled. “No, he only started calling me that this morning because my head needs holding when I move. Now, he’s got Adam calling me that.”

“It’s a charming name.”

“You were saying about Miss Lenore.”

“She is not my ladyfriend, at all. Some ten years past, in our youth, yes, she was. After you had left, she told me what she had said to you. Since I am still single, by choice, she fooled herself into thinking that I had never gotten over her. I did embarrass my mother and myself by having her removed from the house. I have never been that angry in my life. She will no longer bother me.”

“And you feel sure about that? Would she not spread that rumor to some of your ladies?”

“No, you were the one and only person, aside from Adam, that heard that. I couldn’t even explain my ire to my own mother.”

“So you’ve come to ask that Fred, Adam and I never mention it again?”

“No, I have not. I would no more tell someone what to do than I ever have. I just want to say I am sorry that she put the person next to her through that. I am sure her admission was shocking.”

“Yes, it was at first.”

“And the tear and closed eyes?”

“Are still my business.”

John thought how most women would have taken that opportunity, just then, to declare themselves in some innocent voice.

“How is your neck injury?”

“A bit more painful than yesterday. But the doctor told me to expect that. If I take my medication and don’t make any sudden movements, it feels alright.” Margaret inadvertently felt for her collar. “I should be wearing a collar now that I am up.”

“Is that it? John pointed to a stiff-looking collar on her dresser.”


John rose, picked it up and placed it around her neck. Then he tied the strings in a bow in the front.

“Thank you. You must be busy. I’ve seen how you work. I didn’t need an apology, but I accept it. I won’t take up any more of your time.”

“You won’t, will you?”

“You’re different today, I think.”

“In what way?”


“Softer?” John laughed, but that puzzled him. “Never has anyone said that to me before. You don’t know me very well, Margaret. We are going to do something about it.”

“Yes, you still owe me a lunch I believe,” Margaret smiled.

“I do at that.”

“Will Miss Anne be jealous?”

“Miss Anne? You are full of surprises today, Miss Hale. I don’t understand the reference to Miss Anne Latimer.”

“Isn’t it obvious to you that she wishes your attentions?”

“Yes, she is obvious. But you aren’t.”

Margaret flashed a stricken look at him. It was a comment she would never forget.

“I think you need a new accountant. You are counting your chickens before they have sold.”

John really laughed, heartily.

“My emotional life has been living on gross profit. I think with you, I might find my way to the bottom line.”

“Again Margaret snapped a look at him, this time eliciting an ‘ouch.’”

“It seems I am hurting you more than helping. Perhaps, I should go.”

“I think it might be a good idea. You have said some things which puzzle me. I need to turn them around in my mind.”

“You may turn, but you daren’t twist them. Would I be welcome to return tomorrow?”

“Yes … a yes.”

John stood. “I shall see you tomorrow, puppet.” He grabbed his hat and left the room. He walked down the steps and out through the door, saying goodbye before the door shut.

Fred raced upstairs.


“Sis, you look radiant. I take it Thorton is now seeing you?”

“He made it sound that way. I don’t think I’ll believe it just yet, although I do feel very happy at the moment. John apologized, but he knows how I feel about him. He alluded to it, anyway.”


“He said I didn’t know him very well and he was going to do something about that.”

“That’s it?”

“Well, no. I asked him wasn’t it obvious that Miss Anne wanted his attentions. He said, yes, she was obvious, but I wasn’t. I think that ignoring thing worked.”

“Sis, you must have had him in your pocket a long time before he knew. Us men have been scheming on what you could do next. Did you know he demanded to see you and I told him not today? He took the steps three at a time and locked your door. He was determined to see you.”

“Oh, Fred. That all sounds so wonderful. He touched me.”

“He did what?”

“I woke to him holding my hand. I thought it was Dixon. I opened an eye and saw him, but tried to go back to sleep because I was dreaming. I hope it may not be long before you don’t have to teach me anymore.”

“I really beg to differ. If you do have that man’s interest, you must have an older brother to protect you from his untoward advances. This is where I am needed most.”

“What if I want his advances?”

“Surely, Margaret, you can’t mean that.”

“I don’t know if I do or not. I do not truly know what to expect from him or me. What are advances? Fate will guide me.”

“No, it won’t. He has really given us a big day. Do you want to try to make it downstairs?”



Marveling at a John he’d never met, John Thornton rode home contemplating his unconventional behavior. He never did anything in haste, and this was rash. The very idea of storming a woman’s bedchamber unnerved him, but he delighted in the results. How would he atone for his actions? He called out to Branson to stop at the Milton Grand, where he would order flowers and have them sent over.

Accomplishing that, Branson dropped him off at his office. Nicholas’s buggy was gone which meant he was at the other mill. He found his foreman, talked with him and then went home for a few hours of sleep.



The Witcher First Trailer


Here it is, the main treat of this year’s television season: the first teaser for Henry Cavill’THE WITCHER epic fantasy TV saga which will hit Netflix

Henry Cavill’s look in the series is reminiscent of Lord of the Rings elves

later this year. Also starring Anya Chalotra and Freya Allan it will be based on the best selling fantasy book series by Andrzej Sapkowski.

is an epic tale of fate and family revolving around famed monster hunter, Geralt of Rivia (Henry Cavill) who lives in the world of The Continent where

Anya Cholatra is Sorceress Yennefer

humans, elves, witchers, gnomes, and monsters battle to survive and thrive, and good and evil is not easily identified! But when destiny hurtles him toward

Freya Allan is Princess Ciri

a powerful sorceress, and a young princess with a dangerous secret, the three must learn to navigate the increasingly volatile Continent together.