I know, it’s not Friday, but I was already booked, Tracey Devlin will be stopping by, and Victoria had the wonderful idea to re-write the Sheik! How could I not want to host her. She is also offering a digital giveaway of A WILD NIGHT’S BRIDE or A BREACH OF PROMISE
Here we have the lovely cover!
Victoria even gave us her wonderful trailer.
Now the blurb.
The Desert Was Never Hotter!
Pride and passion vie for supremacy in this steamy retelling of E.M. Hull’s romance classic.
A haughty young heiress for whom the world is a playground…
A savage son of the Sahara who knows no law but his own…
When pride and passion vie for supremacy…
Blistering desert days are nothing compared to sizzling Sahara nights…
“There will be inquiries.” I choked out. “I am not such a nonentity that nothing will be done when I am missed. You will pay for what you have done.”
“Pay?” His amused look sent a cold feeling of dread through me. “I have already paid… in gold that matches your hair, my gazelle. Besides,” he continued, “the French Government has no jurisdiction over me. There is no authority here above my own.”
My trepidation was growing every passing minute. “Why have you done this? Why brought me here?”
“Why?” He repeated with a slow and heated appraisal that made me acutely, almost painfully, conscious of my sex. “Bon Dieu! Are you not woman enough to know?”
And finally an excerpt!
THE SHEIK RETOLD
His hand slipped down to my shoulder, his fingers gripping my arm. “How much longer are you going to fight? Would it not be wiser after what you have seen to recognize that I am master here?”
“You mean that you will treat me as you treated the colt this afternoon?” I whispered.
“Indeed. You are much like my horses, ma belle, as beautiful and willful. But just as I bend them to my will, you must also bend.”
“And if I do not?”
“Then you will break. Is that what you wish?” His hand tightened on my arm, and a muscle twitched in his jaw. This cold quiet of his was infinitely more sinister to me than if he raged or blustered. His forehead was drawn together in a heavy frown, and there was no softening in his eyes as he awaited my answer. He was not threatening idly; he meant what he said.
“Then why not just kill me now?” I demanded.
“That would be to admit my defeat,” he replied. “I do not kill a horse until I have proved beyond all possible doubt that I cannot tame it. With you I have no such proof. I can tame you, and I will. But it is for you to choose and to choose tonight if you will obey me willingly or if I must make you. I have been very patient—for me,” he added with an odd smile. “But my patience is exhausted.” He took my chin in his fingers and jerked my head up sharply, making my teeth jar. He tilted my head farther back, bending his own down until his lips were nearly touching mine. The heavy scowl had smoothed away, but the fierceness lingered in his eyes. “Choose quickly, Diane.” He stared into me as if he were looking into my very soul.
I shivered. I wrenched my eyes from his and snatched the necklace from his hands. I was humiliated and hurt, but I was still at his mercy. “I’ll wear your damned necklace.”
“Good.” He smiled ironically and released me. “Our dinner awaits.”
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Victoria Vane is an award-winning romance novelist, cowboy addict and history junkie whose collective works of fiction range from wildly comedic romps to emotionally compelling erotic romance. Victoria also writes historical fiction as Emery Lee and is the founder of Goodreads Romantic Historical Fiction Lovers and the Romantic Historical Lovers book review blog.
Look for Victoria’s Contemporary Cowboy Series coming summer 2014 from Sourcebooks.
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