A former teacher, Susana is finally living her dream of being a full-time writer. She loves all genres of romance, but historical—Regency in particular—is her favorite. There’s just something about dashing heroes and spunky heroines waltzing in ballrooms and driving through Hyde Park that appeals to her imagination.
In real life, Susana is a lifelong resident of northwest Ohio, although she has lived in Ecuador and studied in Spain, France, and Mexico. More recently, she was able to travel around England and visit many of the places she's read about for years. . . and it was awesome! She is a member of the Maumee Valley chapter of Romance Writers of America.
Without dowries or the opportunity to meet eligible gentlemen, the five Barlow sisters stand little chance of making advantageous marriages. But when the eldest attracts the attention of a wealthy viscount, it seems as though Fate is smiling upon them.
Lucy knows that she owes it to her sisters to encourage Lord Bexley’s attentions, since marriage to a peer will secure their futures as well as hers. The man of her dreams was Andrew Livingston, her best friend’s brother. But he’s always treated her like a child, and now he’s betrothed to another. Perhaps the time has come to put away childhood dreams and accept reality…and Lord Bexley.
Andrew has returned from the Peninsula War with emotional scars to deal, not just a lame arm. Surprisingly, it’s his sister’s friend “little Lucy” who shows him the way out of his melancholy when he can’t help noticing that Lucy’s grown up into a lovely young woman. But with an eligible viscount courting Lucy, Andrew will need a little Christmas magic to win her for himself.
A Blush® Regency romance from Ellora’s Cave
What would you do if you were a Regency lady, the daughter of an earl, raised primarily on the family country estate, whose father lost all his money—including your dowry—and then became mortally ill, leaving you destitute when the new heir takes over the reins? To make matters worse, the man you expected to marry proposes to someone else and you have to attend his betrothal ball and pretend not to see the pitying looks of the other guests who are aware of your humiliation.
Ah, but then you notice the arrival of a noted Corinthian, easily the most dashing gentleman in attendance, who also happens to be your father’s heir, and an idea occurs to you. If he were to pay you marked attention—single you out from the other young ladies—the expression on the other guests’ faces would turn to envy, and you could return home with some dignity intact.
It doesn’t matter that this particular gentleman is the type of London fribble you’ve always despised, or that he might consider your behavior forward and dismiss you as a country bumpkin. It’s only for one evening…and you’ll more than likely never see him again.
Except that…fate might have something else in mind for the country lady and the haughty viscount, once they both realize that first impressions can be deceiving.
Blush sensuality level: This is a sweet romance (kisses only, no sexual content).