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Her One Desire has been nominated for “Smooch of the Month” at SingleTitles.com. If you are out and about surfing, and want to cast your vote, click HERE: The “Kiss Off Competition” is based on a scene in the book where the hero and heroine share a kiss. If you haven’t read my debut book, you can get a sample of Broc and Lizzy, along with the other entries in the competition HERE.
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romance is sure to follow.
—Lettetia Elsasser, Affaire de Coeur
—Cheryl from England Father must protect me or I am dead. Lizbeth Ives stumbled off the last step of the stairwell in her haste and landed hard on her knees. The guards’ footsteps echoed in the distance. She glanced over her shoulder. Dancing shadows brought the torch-lit stone walls to life and sent her already pounding heart into a frenzy... Scrambling to her feet, Lizzy clutched the neck of her mantle, safeguarding the document hidden in the bodice of her gown, already envisioning her head atop the chopping block. Her throat burned with every step. The passageway seemed longer, narrower, darker than it had when she was a child. She rounded the corner, and a bout of dizziness set her off balance. Her eyelids pinched shut, if only for a moment to ease her escalating fear. She swallowed hard then inhaled the sour stench of the dungeon, a smell she would never grow accustomed to regardless of the years she’d spent in the Tower.
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Purchase ISBN-10:
142010442X
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