Lady Francesca Darling has been in love with Devlin Ross, the Duke of Hereford, since she was five years old. When they meet again at her debutante ball she finds her feelings remain the same, and to her joy he is mesmerized by her. To the gossipy matrons of the ton it’s the perfect match–the richest heiress and the most eligible bachelor.
But can their budding love survive her interfering family and the deep scars from his father’s abuse? Enchanted as he is with the delightful woman Fanny has become, Devlin intends never to repeat that abuse, vowing not to live with his wife and children.
Fanny is a determined young lady — she wants Devlin and a true marriage. Is her love strong enough to tear down all his walls?
Targeted Audience: Lovers of wicked rakes, bickering families and happily ever after
I’m a proud mother of four, wife of one and a severe addict of coffee (unfortunately).
What Inspired You to Write Your Book?
Family. What if a girl with too much family met a man who had none?
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Sample from Book:
”I’m not fond of balls. I find them rather boring.
But I have been abroad for a couple of years and
thought it would be a perfect way to announce I’ve
returned for good. But most importantly I hoped I
would meet up with some old acquaintances.”
“I will give you some advice,” Fanny said, giving
him her most innocent smile. “It is really hard to meet
good friends when one is hiding in the shadows of the
His laughter filled the air, and she could see heads
turning their way. Some people were slowly moving
closer to them, and she guessed they wouldn’t be alone
more than a short while longer.
There were just too many eager mamas out there,
ready to throw their daughters at his feet, and they
wouldn’t let something like a quiet chat between two
acquaintances stop them.
“Well, I wouldn’t really call it hiding. It’s more
like trying to remember why I thought it was such a
good idea to be here in the first place.”
“So what do you think now, when you have
actually entered the ballroom, although from the wrong
entrance. Was it such a bad idea?”
He leaned closer to her, and the warmth of his arm
pressed against hers.
“Now I think it was the best idea I ever had.”