KNIGHT OF CHRISTMAS by Karyn Gerrard
Approx 26,000 words
Historical/Erotic/Holiday/ Victorian Romance
Release date: Dec 19 2014Blurb: Christmas is the last thing on Brandon Knight’s mind when he returns to his hometown after ten years away. Arriving in time for his foe Viscount Ravenhurst’s funeral, his plans of vengeance are now thwarted. Instead he focuses retribution on the lovely widow Lady Angeline. They share a debauched, painful past though a fiery passion had grown from their brief time together. Broken hearts were left in the wake of their desire. Angeline feels nothing inside.
After suffering a devastating loss and a horrible marriage, she and her son are now destitute. Bran steps forward with an outrageous offer and Angeline has no choice but to accept. Bran will have to surrender his plans for revenge to help bring Angeline back to life.
The attraction still sizzles between them. They once loved each other but doubt they are able to do so again. However, it’s Christmas and anything is possible.
A Romantica® historical erotic romance from Ellora’s Cave
Note from the author: I wasn't going to promo this release, but its Christmas and this story deserves at least one spotlight, Happy Holidays!
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“Open this door, Angeline. I wish to speak with you.”
She did not answer or stir.
“I know you are in there. I see the light under the door and I heard you move about. Open please.”
Turning the key in the lock, she opened the door a crack. Bran’s enticing scent, an alluring mix of shaving soap, brandy and musky, masculine male, invaded her senses. He pushed the door all the way open.
Bran wore a silk dressing gown tied loosely about his slim waist and he still wore his trousers. An impressive amount of his muscular chest was on display. He had filled out from the youthful male she remembered. Bran was even more virile if it were possible. His piercing blue eyes scanned her body with a heated gaze. Angeline pulled the wool blanket tighter about her body.
“The boy. I forgot to tell you why he came to see me.”
“Peter, you mean?”
Bran smiled briefly. “Yes, Peter. The name suits him better. He wanted me to let Father Christmas know he still lived here and not to forget him.”
Angeline could not stop a few tears from springing to the corner of her eyes. “I am afraid Christmas was not celebrated much in this house. I tried in my own way to give him a Christmas. My heart was not in it. I have failed as his mother so often and in so many ways.” Again the confession spilled out of her. What is it about Bran that made her want to open her tortured soul? Angeline knew the compassion she heard in his voice and saw in his eyes explained her admission, no matter that his empathy was of a brief duration.
“Then we shall give him one he will not forget. My childhood Christmases were special, but I must confess to few fond Christmas memories in these last years. See it done, Angeline. You are the housekeeper. Spare no expense.”
“You’ve changed your tune. Earlier you could not stand the very sight of him.”
“I am not a monster, Angeline. Regardless of what you may think.”
Bran turned to leave the room but he stopped. He took her hand and slowly lifted it toward his sensual, soft mouth. He laid the palm of her hand against his whiskered cheek. His eyes closed briefly. Then he lowered her hand, turned it over and gave her such a sweet, tender kiss on her palm the tears, which threatened moments ago, did spill down her cheeks. In an instant the door closed and Angeline felt bereft at the loss of his closeness, his compassion and his caring kiss. She flung herself on her bed and began to weep as she had not in years.
Karyn lives in a small town in the western corner of Ontario, Canada. She whiles away her spare time writing and reading romance while drinking copious amounts of Earl Grey tea. Tortured heroes are a must. A multi-published author with a few best-sellers under her belt,
Karyn loves to write in different genres and time periods, though historicals are her favorite. As long as she can avoid being hit by a runaway moose in her wilderness paradise she assumes everything is golden.
Karyn’s been happily married for a long time to her own hero. His encouragement keeps her moving forward.