I’m being wicked, playing along with a second blog hop this week. So If you’re looking for the Alpha Male Blog Hop, click the link and hop on!
Now for some Wicked Romance!
This hop asks me to giveaway a “wicked” romance. Not wicked as in “naughty,” although it may very well be that too! But this meaning of wicked is something you’re excited about, something that’s cool and good and great!
And that pretty much describes my historical novel Only Scandal Will Do. Here’s the blurb so you can see for yourself:
Kidnapped and sold at auction in a London brothel, Lady Katarina Fitzwilliam squelches an undeniable attraction to the masked stranger who purchased her, pits her wits against him, and escapes him and the scandal that would ruin her life.
Unable to resist temptation in a London brothel, Duncan Ferrers, Marquess of Dalbury, purchases a fiery beauty. She claims she’s a lady, but how can she be? No lady of his acquaintance in polite society is anything like her. Then he discovers she is who she says, and that this latest romp has compromised her reputation. He knows how that is. One more scandal and he’ll be cast out of London society, but he needs a wife who’ll provide an heir to carry on his illustrious family’s name. He seeks out Katarina, intending only to scotch the scandal, but instead finds his heart ensnared. He’s betting their future he’ll capture her heart, but does he have what it takes to win the wager?
WARNING: A blade-wielding heroine who crosses swords with a master of sensuality.
So my “wicked” romance giveaway is an e-copy of Only Scandal Will Do. To enter to win either a copy of the book (1 commenter) or a Scandal Swag Pack (2 commenters) leave me a comment on my blog telling me what’s the most wicked romance novel you’ve read. And be sure to leave me an email address so I can contact you about your prize! Winners will be announced on my blog on October 31!
Here’s an excerpt, just to give you a taste. Wicked, I know. LOL
Excerpt from Only Scandal Will Do:
Katarina clutched the chair’s golden upholstery to keep from launching herself at him and wrapping her fingers around his arrogant throat. “I am Lady Katarina Fitzwilliam, sister to the Earl of Manning. I was kidnapped and brought here tonight against my will.”
She glared at him. “I am Lady Katarina Fitzwilliam, you dullard.”
“And true ladies always run around London at night scandalously underdressed as Greek slaves?”
“My brother and I were on our way to a masquerade ball when I was abducted.”
“As was I, fair lady,” he bowed with an exaggerated flourish, “when I decided to come to this charming establishment instead. Perhaps if we had continued on our ways uninterrupted, we would even now be dancing together at the ball.” That nasty laugh grated against her nerves worse than the screech of rusty nails, making her contemplate murder. If the scoundrel didn’t believe her story, killing him might be her only means of escape.
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