Publisher: Secret
Cravings Publishing
Genre: Historical Erotic Romance
Warning: This book has elements
of: light bondage, and ménage.
Length: Novella
Blurb:
Bastian Wycliffe, the Earl of
Wendelhem, has finally moved on…or so he
thought. En-route to a hunting trip after over-indulging the night before, he
endures a frightful and terribly embarrassing swoon. He’s seen a ghost and her
name is Cordelia Waite, the Duchess of Downsbury.
Mrs. Weylen, formerly a duchess, has a secret. All it took was the chance meeting in the inn that fateful night for her memories
to come back and haunt her. She makes haste returning to London incognito with
the intent to clear up misconceptions and to deliver an ultimatum to her former lover.
Yet, when a new found
obsession refuses to accept the truth, and her imprisoned husband discovers
she’s still alive, their lives and relationship may be in danger. Second chances have never been more precarious.
EXCERPT:
The marchioness’ voice
carried into the foyer as she moved closer, “You must have it wrong, Lewis.
Cordelia has been dead for some time now. There must be a mistake…”
The marchioness stopped
talking the moment she saw Cordelia. Her face paled, and she quickly raised her
hands to muffle a cry before swooning into the arms of the butler. A maid
walking by the front entrance screamed. Suddenly, all of the house appeared.
When Lord Thompson came to
his wife’s aid, he glanced at Cordelia and then back to his wife. About to take
the marchioness into his embrace, he looked at her again, only this time, he
registered who she was. “Your Grace, what are you doing here?”
“I have come to clear my—”
Boom. The sound of thunder crashed
above them. Off behind her, she heard her son wailing as lightening rippled
through the sky. She looked back at the wagon as rain pelted it mercilessly. “I
have to go now, I cannot stay.”
“Your Grace, please, come
in. Your servants are welcome as well. Just have the driver take the coach over
to the stable.”
Cordelia waved to Missus
Miller. The old woman transferred the crying baby to Cordelia’s arms before she
ran off to tell Davy where to bring the cart around.
The marquess ordered the
butler and the maid to take his wife to their room, stating he would be along
shortly. Then, he addressed Cordelia. “Your Grace, if you will follow me, you
can warm up by the fire. Can we provide the baby a dry blanket?”
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BIOGRAPHY
Born and raised in Toronto, Ontario, Layna discovered her
love of reading at an early age. When she isn’t devouring salacious romance
novels or writing, she enjoys losing herself in researching ancient history and
mythology, weaponry, and hiking. She lives in Northern Ontario, with her
husband and two daughters.
Layna is a member of the Romance Writers of America, and is
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3 comments:
Thanks for hosting me!
Great post. Loved reading about your book.
Thank you, Suzi!
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