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July 26, 2014
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Coming November 4, 2014
In rural Montana…
Wade Knowlton is a hardworking lawyer who’s torn between his small-town Montana law practice and a struggling family ranch. He’s on the brink of exhaustion from trying to save everybody and everything, when gorgeous Nicole Powell walks into his office. She’s a damsel in distress and the breath of fresh air he needs.
Even the lawyers wear boots…
Nicole Powell is a sassy Southern girl who has officially sworn off cowboys after a spate of bad seeds-until her father’s death sends her to Montana and into the arms of a man who seems too good to be true. Her instincts tell her to high tail it out of Montana, but she can’t resist a cowboy with a slow hand…
Praise for Victoria Vane’s erotic romance:
“Erotic and sexy…absolutely marvelous.” -Library Journal on the Devil DeVere series, a Top Ebook Romance of 2012
“The Mistress of Sensuality does it again!” -Swept Away By Romance
“With Ms Vane’s trademark prose and touches of humor-this is once again a brilliant story by a gifted writer.” -Romantic Historical Lovers Reviews
EXCERPT: SLOW HAND by Victoria Vane
Wade hung up his hat, and then came behind the desk to glance over Iris’s shoulder. “What’s on the docket this week?”
“Not much. Just more disputes over grazing rights.”
“Grazing rights again! I’m damned sick of environmentalists and special interest groups sticking their noses into our business. Give ’em an inch and they’ll take it all, not giving a damn that the majority of people here are just trying to eke out modest livings.” Wade raked his hand through his sandy hair with a curse. “Damned vegan tree-huggers will destroy our entire state economy.”
Iris rolled her eyes as if anticipating a full-blown tirade. “Be back in a jiffy.” She winked at Nikki as she slipped out the door.
Nikki grinned. “I take it you’re not a card-carrying member of the Green Party?”
“No.” His gaze narrowed and brows pulled into a frown. “You’re not one of them I hope.”
“Who me?” Nikki shook her head. “No, sir-ee, I’m a live-and-let-live Libertarian and a longtime omnivore. My grandparents had a chicken farm in Lavonia. I betcha didn’t know Georgia is the country’s biggest chicken producer.”
“No, ma’am.” His shoulders visibly relaxed. “I didn’t, but then I’m not a big chicken fan myself.”
She let her gaze travel over him in a slow appreciation of his tall, lean, muscular frame. She guessed he stood at least six-three in his boots. “I suppose not,” she said. “It would be only prime grass-fed beef and Idaho potatoes for you.”
He crossed his arms over his broad chest and leaned on the door frame studying her. “Miz Powell, if I didn’t know better, I’d think you were undressing me with those pretty blue-green eyes of yours.”
A guilty flush infused her face but she refused to give him the advantage. She opted for a strong offense instead. “So what if I was? Weren’t you quite fixated on my ass at Denver airport?”
He raised a sandy eyebrow. “You noticed that, eh?” His confession came with a shameless grin attached.
She jutted her chin. “Quid pro quo, Counselor. What do you say to that?”
He approached her slowly, the smile in his eyes transforming in a blink to a wicked gleam. A gleam that promised very bad things. His reply sent a warning signal to every nerve in her body. “I’d say, why just use your eyes?”
Dear God, he was trouble with a capital T.
He closed the space between them in two long strides. Instinctively, Nikki backed up as many steps—but her ass hit the desk. Before she realized what he was about, he’d caught her hips and lifted her onto it. He held her hostage with his gazed locked on hers, his arms braced on either side of hips. “There’s something real interesting going on here,” he remarked at length.
Nikki swallowed hard, her gaze wavering. “I already told you I’m not interested. I don’t do casual hookups.”
“You think that’s what this is about?”
“Isn’t it?” she asked, intentionally blithe.
He shook his head. “Hell, I don’t know. Maybe. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t feel a damn powerful attraction to you.”
She’d never had such a strong reaction to another man either. All he had to do was look at her to get her pulse racing and her insides quivering. And right now he was too damned close for comfort. She shifted backward, trying to create some distance, but there was nowhere to go.
“Don’t you have to be in court soon, Counselor?” she reminded him in a voice that came out breathless.
“Yeah, I do,” he replied. “Guess I got a bit sidetracked. You’re turning out to be a big distraction, you know that?”
She bit her lip. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to be such an imposition.”
“I said a distraction not an imposition. There’s a big difference. I didn’t realize until now just how badly I’ve needed such a distraction.” He stepped away with a reluctant sigh.
Her pulse still hammering in anticipation, Nikki exhaled the breath she hadn’t realized was trapped in her chest.
Wade spun toward his office. “Help yourself to the phone and anything else while I get cleaned up.” He paused again on the threshold. “Of course, you’re welcome to use my office if you need greater privacy.” He added over his shoulder with a look of devilment. “Or in the event any wild impulse overtakes you while I shower.”
He went to work on his shirt buttons. His collar was soon wide open revealing a generous show of muscular chest that make her hands itch to rip it off him. She diverted her gaze and curled her itchy hands by her sides.
“Have no fear, cowboy,” Nikki replied in a tone meant to disguise the warm flush that had come over her. “I corralled all my wild impulses long ago.”
“Did you, now?” He still stood in doorway, head cocked. “Somehow, I think you may have missed a few strays.”
“Maybe I need to make myself clearer. I have an aversion to cocky cowboys.”
Just keep telling yourself that, Nikki. Maybe if you repeat it often enough it’ll become true.
“Is that so?” His brows flew upward. “I can’t say I ever met a woman with an actual aversion to me.”
“Don’t take it personally. It’s nothing against you in particular, but to your type.”
“And what do you think you know about my type?”
“Since I don’t have a pole handy, enough to keep you at arm’s length. Besides that, this whole line of conversation is entirely inappropriate in light of professional ethics, don’t you think? You are my attorney, after all.”
“Well, darlin’”—he scratched his unshaven jaw—“there’s a little hitch to that.”
“What do you mean? You said you’d help me.”
“And I will, but you can’t engage my professional services until I know who you are.”
“I’ve told you who I am!” she insisted.
“Sweetheart, I’m a lawyer, and according to the law, your claim don’t weigh without authentication.”
“So what are you saying? That you don’t believe me?”
“I’m not saying that at all. Only that our professional relationship will commence once you get your ID. In the interim”—his gaze slid over her in a way that threatened to melt her insides—“you’d best find yourself a nice, long, sturdy pole.”
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June 1, 2014
Since so many people have ask me when I will be releasing a new historical, I thought I’d post a brief update to share what’s currently in the works.
As most of you know, I am working hard on my very first contemporary romance series coming from Sourcebooks, four hot cowboy titles set in Montana and Wyoming. The first two books, SLOW HAND and ROUGH RIDER are finished and already in production. I am presently 2/3 finished with the third book, STRAIGHT SHOOTER and will be turning in the fourth book, SILVER TONGUE in October. The first release is November 4, 2014 with the rest to follow at three month intervals into summer 2015.
Once I have finished, I will be working on a hot Las Vegas set series for Kensington presently entitled, HOTEL RODEO. This series is comprised of three connected novellas, similar to how I structured my DeVere series. It’s also scorching hot!
Now a bit about planned historical projects, While I don’t have time to write anything full length this year, I am excited to say I will be writing one short story and one or two novellas for release in 2015. For the short story, I will be teaming up with a talented group of authors from the EMBRACING ROMANCE BLOG for a Valentine’s Day anthology that we are calling PASSIONATE PROMISES. My contribution will feature Mariah and Nick, secondary characters from A BREACH OF PROMISE with a cameo appearance by Marcus’ mother, Lady Russell.
As for the DEVIL DEVERE, I am in the process of releasing the first two box sets and will soon be moving forward with my third DeVere prequel, NED’S FOLLY, a steamy romance novella featuring Ned and his first wife Annalee. So there you have it!
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May 28, 2014
Free for the first time THE DEVIL’S MATCH by Victoria Vane
In this fourth installment of the award-winning Devil DeVere series, Diana has come to London as her goddaughter’s chaperone. Wanting to avoid her erstwhile lover at all costs, she nevertheless has no choice but to appeal to DeVere for help when Vesta mysteriously disappears. Although once nearly consumed by her passion for DeVere, four years has reduced the former inferno to bitterness and ashes.
Ludovic’s time abroad has only served to deepen his debauchery. He’s become jaded, world-weary, and bored. He also recognizes with self-annoyance that the marks of his discontent have only increased upon a certain person’s arrival in London. When Diana makes her appearance in his den of iniquity in all of her glorious self-righteous fury, he suddenly feels alive again. While DeVere is once more hell-bent to have Diana back in his bed, she will do whatever it takes to bring him to his knees.
**Note: This edition has been re-edited to better read as a stand alone **
ONE OF MY FAVORITE SCENES
All eyes turned to the door where DeVere paused, doffed his hat to bride and groom, and made a sweeping bow. He continued toward them, sporting a glazed look and a somewhat unsteady gait.
“What the devil!” Hew exclaimed. “Is he drunk?”
“By all appearances…” Edward shrugged. “I suppose it was to be expected. He told me he strongly preferred a quiet civil ceremony, rather than all the hullabaloo. At least he deigned to make an appearance.”
“Perhaps I’d rather he hadn’t. My apologies, dearest,” Hew said to Vesta. “Do you wish me to ask him to leave?”
“Lackaday, Hew!” Vesta exclaimed. “He is your brother!”
“Still, I won’t have him embarrass you.” Hew looked to Sir Edward.
“I am long accustomed to DeVere’s caprice. He may do as he wishes…as long as he remains clothed.”
“What is that supposed to mean?” Diana asked.
“The night Annalee and I were engaged, he took a naked dip in the ornamental fountain. Luckily, the rose petals concealed…you know.”
Diana was aghast. “Has he no sense of propriety?”
“None,” Hew answered. “A word of warning, Diana, the less made of it, the better. Should you dare criticize, he will only delight in flouting you all the more.”
“Dear brother. Dear sister.” Bride and groom regarded him with uncertainty as DeVere embraced each with a kiss on the cheek. Diana was assailed with the pungent smell of brandy even from where she stood behind them. She also noted with distaste that he was rumpled, unshaven, his velvet coat was covered with dust, and mud clung to the soles of his normally glossy black boots. “Why the long faces?” he asked.
Hew gave him a scathing look. “What did you do? Come straight from the races?”
“It was either that or ne’er at all.” DeVere filched a glass of champagne from a passing footman. He raised it in a silent salute and then downed the contents in one draught. “Music!” he cried. “Let the festivities begin.” He commanded the orchestra with an imperious wave of his hand. He turned back to Hew and patted his coat pocket with a sloppy smile. “I was obliged to stay until the last race, but at least I am arrived plump enough in the purse to open the Faro bank.”
“The Faro bank?” Vesta’s gaze flitted from DeVere to Hew with dismay. “But you can’t do it, Uncle Vic! It would ruin the party if you commence gaming, for there will not be a single gentleman left for the dancing. Besides, you must be the first to commence.”
Ludovic turned to the tiny termagant with an intimidating arch of his brow. “You expect me to dance?”
“Indeed, you must,” Vesta insisted. “By tradition, the highest-ranking couple always opens the dancing with a minuet, and you are a viscount, after all.”
“A minuet?” he said. “Bloody hell. It only gets worse. Do you really think to have me tripping about the dance floor like some Frenchified fop in front of a hundred people?”
Vesta’s face crumpled. Tears misted her eyes. Her lower lip quivered. “Please, Uncle Vic,” she implored prettily. “It’s your only brother’s engagement party, and it’s tradition for the highest-ranking gentleman to lead out the highest-ranking lady. If you do not do so, then who will accompany Aunt Di?”
Ludovic noted the glimmer in her eye and the sly quirk of Vesta’s lips. The scheming little baggage was once more up to something. Very well then, I’ll play along.
“Me?” Diana queried. “Vesta, I have no intention of dancing with anyone.”
She couldn’t have made it more clear who anyone was, yet Ludovic noted with satisfaction how she avoided his gaze. “But, my dear Lady Palmerston-Wriothesley, we wouldn’t wish to defy tradition, would we? What would people say?” he mocked.
“You are wearing boots,” she replied with contempt. “A gentlemen does not dance in boots.”
He glanced down at his feet with a feigned look of surprise. “Ah, so I am. Yet fabricated of the supplest calfskin by George Hoby’s own hands.” He extended a leg in admiration and then experimentally flexed and rotated his ankle.
Diana visibly paled.
Ludovic chuckled. “I daresay I can manage even with the boots.”
“Why ever not?”
“My lord, you may make an ass of yourself all you like, but I will not allow you to humiliate me or our dear goddaughter.”
“Once again, my lady, you make unfounded presumptions. You will put your antagonism aside for Vesta and Hew’s sake. And I will lead you out to the floor where you will dance with a smile upon your face as if you are transported.”
“And if I refuse?” she challenged.
He answered sotto voce with a twisted smile. “Then, my dear, I will bodily carry you. And I promise there is not a single one here who would dare to intervene.”
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May 25, 2014
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May 14, 2014
I am incredibly excited to unveil the brand new cover for JEWEL OF THE EAST!
When I first published this book a few months ago, I was challenged to find any stock images suitable for this unique story. But now, thanks to the fantastic staff of Period Images.com and cover models Jewel and Jason, I have exactly what I was looking for. They all did a fabulous job in portraying my characters Simon and Salime.
JEWEL OF THE EAST
Book #5 in The Devil DeVere Series- Library Journal Best E-Book Romance 2012 (Can be read as a standalone)
Maimed by Misfortune… Healed by Love…
In the fifth installment of the award-winning Devil DeVere series, DeVere once more plays the unlikely cupid by bringing together Simon (The Trouble with Sin) and Salime (The Devil’s Match), two injured souls who find ultimate healing in each other’s arms.(May be read as a standalone.)
His wounds run deep…Having once lived his life only for larks, laughter, and ladies of easy virtue, Captain Simon Singleton has returned from war a shambles of a man. Although free from six years of captivity, he’s still fettered by fears that confine him to a life of seclusion.
Her scars are well-hidden…Once the crowning jewel of the most lavish brothel in London, the exotic Salime finds her reputation and livelihood destroyed by a bitter rival. With a closely guarded secret stripped away, she fears no man will ever desire her again. Seeking aid from one who once saved her life, she accepts a proposition to become a companion to his war-scarred friend.
But love is the eternal cure…When circumstance brings these two damaged souls together, fate ignites a love story worthy of the Arabian Nights.
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May 11, 2014
1) What am I working on?
I am almost half finished with the third book in a hot contemporary series I am writing for Sourcebooks. This is a unique contemporary cowboy series with a whole new twist! The series is set in Montana with a diverse cast of characters. SLOW HAND features a Georgia native who loses her ID and the smooth talking cowboy lawyer who comes to her rescue. ROUGH RIDER is a second chances love story featuring a the attorney’s gruff older brother, who’s struggling to save the family ranch and his former flame, a female rodeo stock contractor. STRAIGHT SHOOTER (Book #3) features a hero who is a Wyoming hunting guide and former Marine scout Sniper while the heroine is a wildlife biologist/conservationist. SILVER TONGUE (Book #4) features a Native American Horse-Whisperer who is forced to work for the documentary film-maker who destroyed his reputation and livelihood. This series promises to deliver the unexpected! The first book, SLOW HAND, is slated for release in November 2014. I also just signed a three book deal with Kensington for a scorching hot Las Vegas set series called HOTEL RODEO. It’s going to be a busy year!
2) How does my work differ from others of its genre?
I take research very seriously. All of my historical romances include real events and real people as secondary characters. I also deeply research my contemporary romances in order to create characters that are believable and with whom readers can identify. I also endeavor to weave my stories woven around relevant issues and struggles that I hope readers will be able to relate to.
3) Why do I write what I do?
I write whatever my muse inspires me to write. I have very little control over my creative process. When a story comes to life for me I have to write it. I am also an independent thinker, who enjoys turning traditional tropes upside down. My ultimate goal is to deliver a story that is fresh and original. I tend to break a lot of rules in the process.
4) How does my writing process work?
My books all begin like a giant puzzle that I have to piece together as I go! There is minimal planning and plotting in my process. I usually begin with a single scene in my head and the story just evolves from there. Much of what I write comes together as I research.
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April 22, 2014
April 14, 2014
Beauty and the Earl (The Pleasure Wars, Book 3) by Jess Michaels
Erotic Historical Romance (Regency setting)
Publisher: Samhain Publishing
Release Date: April 15, 2014
Liam, the Earl of Windbury, had everything when he held his secret lover in his arms. Until a feud between their families left her dead, his body broken, and his sister married to his bitterest enemy. Wracked with guilt, simmering with rage, he’s spent a year in seclusion, seeing no one except a few servants as he does his best to forget the past and patently refuses to think about any kind of future.
When courtesan Violet Milford enters Liam’s lair, she’s on a secret mission to gather information for Liam’s desperate sister, who fears for his sanity, even his life. What she finds is a man scarred inside and out, whose dark, controlling sensuality hides the kind, wounded man within. Violet awakens a sexual desire more powerful than Liam has ever known, and her stories weave a spell that begins to work its way past his defenses. But when the truth inevitably comes out, it could well destroy the love that is saving them both.
Violet Milford sat in her carriage outside the very large and rather intimidating London home of the Duke and Duchess of Rothcastle. She stared up at it through her narrow window and wondered, yet again, why in the world she had been summoned here.
Yes, she was without a protector at present, but she had heard all the stories about how besotted Rothcastle was with his bride of less than a year. And what kind of man would bring a courtesan like herself into his main home and flaunt her about for the neighbors and his family to see?
The carriage door opened and she found herself looking into the grizzled, wrinkled face of her longtime driver, Gregson. He looked more like a sea captain than a driver and sounded like one too as he said, “We’re ’ere, miss.”
She glanced at the house again, a niggling fissure of doubt threading through her. Not dread, really, or fear, for she never ignored those intuitions, but something else.
“Miss?” Gregson repeated with a tilt of his head.
She moved toward him, taking the hand he offered so she could step down onto the crushed rock drive.
“Stay close,” she said softly, lifting her hand to shade her face from the unexpectedly sunny day as she continued to look up and up at the mansion.
Gregson nodded. “You think there might be trouble?”
“Here?” she asked.
She let her gaze slip down to the front door. These kinds of places seemed so respectable and safe, but she knew full well that a great deal of misfortune could come from “proper” men in their “proper” homes.
“I have no idea,” she murmured as she moved toward the door.
THE PLEASURE WARS SERIES:
Book 1: Taken By the Duke
Book 2: Pleasuring the Lady
Book 3: Beauty and the Earl (April 15)
Book 4: Beautiful Distraction (June 24, only 99 cents)
March 27, 2014
FUN AT ROMFEST!
Originally posted on Embracing Romance:
This past weekend, I was so thrilled to attend the Smoky Mountain Romance Writers’ Romfest in Knoxville.
I was also thrilled to room with fellow Embracing Romance contributor, Victoria Vane.
The weekend was so packed with informative workshops and lots of good fun.
One very exciting part to us was that we were able to host a break and share Embracing Romance with the attendees of the conference.
We served cupcakes and refreshments next to a placard about the blog, and handed out postcards with our blog’s tagline (Embracing Romance…One Book At a Time) and the name of every author who contributes here, and gave away two baskets of books.
We wore formals for Monte Carol Night
And hats and boas for Boots & Boas Night.
We learned, we laughed, we signed books, and had an all around wonderful time.
March 23, 2014
Voting began today for the Historical Post-Medieval RONE Awards. Here is the link: http://indtale.com/2014-rone-awards-week-three