Damien Aldermann, the Earl of Royston, is requested to visit Lord Norton, Damien's deceased father's best friend, and meet his daughter. Damien is concerned for Lord Norton's mental health. He has been ill and never quit grieving the loss of his wife and small daughter at sea, fifteen years ago.
Damien is certain this woman is an imposter. But, when they meet he is uncomfortably attracted to the black haired, violet eyed beauty. Forcing himself to ignore the strong physical desire, he seeks to uncover her deviousness.
Annabelle has fled her home in Spain to seek out a father she recently discovered existed. She hoped he'd protect her from the man she fears, but he is ill and Damien is determined to prove she's a fraud. She doesn't understand the immediate attraction she feels for Damien. Can she ever trust him enough to share her secret and ask for help?
About the Author
I grew up in the south and lived with an aunt and uncle from the time I was ten until I graduated from high school. Both my aunt and uncle worked long hours, giving me a lot of time alone. With my love of reading and an active imagination, I was never bored.
I wrote my first story at eleven or twelve years old and read it to my neighborhood friends. They, of course, thought it was wonderful. My story did not have a happy ending. My heroine died a tragic death. I was in my melodramatic phase.
My first published work was a mother's day poem. The local newspaper had a contest between the high schools. I won and the prize was ten dollars and having my poem printed in the Sunday paper on Mother's Day. I won't say what year.
My aunt was a very practical woman and had worked all her life. You did not write for a career. You studied and got a sensible job that kept a roof over your head and food in your stomach.
My first career was Nursing. During my mid-life crisis, I went back to school and earned my Master's degree in Social Work. These were good choices, but in the back of my mind, those characters kept knocking on the door and reminding me of my dream job, writing.
I did write during those years, everything from poems, short stories, and longer love stories. They filled my desk drawers and the bottom of my closet.
With three grown children, three grandchildren, a very supportive husband and many friends' encouragement I finally got serious and decided in 2004 that it was time to commit to my dream, make some goals, and start my new career. They do say the third time's the charm.
My first big shock: Not everyone thought I was a great writer. Like any other career you had to study, read, take classes, and write, write, write. Who would know following your passion could be so much work, but also so much fun?