by Heather Hiestand
Lady Victoria Allen-Hill never dreamed she’d be a widow at twenty-one–let alone a virgin. Her father insists that she attend a matchmaking house party in the snow-covered seaside town of Pevensey in hopes she’ll find a suitable husband. But for Victoria, it’s an opportunity to indulge in a passionate affair–and the handsome inventor she meets at the Christmas Eve masquerade ball may be just the man for the job. . .
Lewis Noble is the cousin of London’s famed Redcake sisters, so it almost stands to reason that he’s just as irresistible as one of their sugar-iced pastries. Lewis catches the eye of every woman at the party–but Victoria is the only one who catches his. He won’t be tied down in her father’s business, but watching other men court her amid a flurry of engagements ignites a jealousy he’s never felt before. A dose of honesty may be just the thing to mend their broken hearts–for many holidays to come. . .
Kensington Books: http://www.kensingtonbooks.com/book.aspx/30340
“Before I realized it, the unusually strong and well-developed characters of The Kidnapped Bride had sneaked up on me and captured my full attention. This is one of the best shorter books I have ever read.” — Delle Jacobs, author of Lady Wicked
“A delightful, sexy glimpse into Victorian life and loving with two wonderfully non-traditional lovers.” — Jessa Slade, author of Dark Prince’s Desire on His Wicked Smile
“Finish your soup,” Victoria told her young cousin. “Redcake’s makes the most delicious cream of broccoli.”
“Why didn’t you want any?” Penelope asked, spooning up a glistening green-speckled spoonful.
“I’m reducing,” Victoria said mournfully.
“Haven’t you reduced enough? Why, you are entirely a different shape than you were on your wedding day.”
“From the mouths of babes,” Victoria said, raising an eyebrow. Was her cousin correct? Had she beaten her unruly curves into submission?
“I could never say no to a bun,” her cousin said.
“Not at Redcake’s, certainly,” Victoria murmured. “They make the best in London.” She sighed and looked down at the crumbs of her abstemious plate of clear chicken soup and single slice of gingerbread.
“I expect, now that’s it’s been almost a year and a half since Sir Humphrey died, you’ll want to find another husband. Is that why you’re reducing? You didn’t have trouble finding your first husband.”
“My father found him for me,” she said. A cakie leaned over their table and lifted the lid of their teapot, then poured in more steaming water.
“Didn’t you like him?” Penelope’s forehead wrinkled. She was much too young to understand the complicated getting of titled husbands.
“I hardly had the time to discover whether I did or not. He died so soon after the wedding.”
Heather Hiestand was born in Illinois, but her family migrated west before she started school. Since then she has claimed Washington State as home, except for a few years in California. She wrote her first story at age seven and went on to major in creative writing at the University of Washington. Her first published fiction was a mystery short story, but since then it has been all about the many flavors of romance. Heather’s first published romance short story was set in the Victorian period, and she continues to return, fascinated by the rapid changes of the nineteenth century. The author of many novels, novellas, and short stories, she has achieved best-seller status at Amazon and Barnes and Noble. With her husband and son, she makes her home in a small town and supposedly works out of her tiny office, though she mostly writes in her easy chair in the living room.
For more information, visit Heather’s website at www.heatherhiestand.com. Heather loves to hear from readers! Her email is email@example.com.
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