WANTON…
Leo Roberts is next in line for an earldom and the power and fortune that come with it, but he is uncultured, unrefined—and completely untamed… until governess Ella Finch arrives upon the scene. Can so young and inexperienced a woman tutor him in the manners and mores of his class? Leo’s mysterious past has rendered him an outsider, too wild for polite society. But he finds her innocence most intriguing…
WILLING…
What manner of man he may be, Ella does not know. Yet he fascinates her and she must know more. Capturing Leo’s reckless heart is about to free her in ways she never dreamed of…and his sensual touch releases the deepest yearnings of her body and soul …
Lori received a degree in anthropology, but digging in the dirt during humid Midwestern summers wasn’t exactly as fun as she thought it would be. Deciding the people in her imagination were slightly more exciting than the dead things in a museum basement, she set out to write her first romance novel.
It took her two manuscripts to hone her craft before she sold Wild Heart to Kensington in 2008. Lori currently resides in the south, where she juggles her time between a husband, a son, a golden retriever, a cat, two goldfish and the many, many people in her imagination.
ISBN-13:978-1420108651
Publisher: Zebra
Release Date: Nov 3
Pages: 320
Retail Price: $4.99
Wild Heart - Lori Brighton
Excerpt
Dear Lord, he wore only trousers and a white shirt, spattered in paint and completely unbuttoned. She couldn’t stop her gaze from traveling the trail of hair that swept down his muscled chest. Her body tingled and her gaze jumped back to his face. His wavy locks hung wildly about his shoulders. His body was tight, tense— like a beast prepared for an attack. Surely he wouldn’t harm her.
With long, purposeful strides, he shortened the distance between them. And she couldn’t move, couldn’t move a bloody step, fear and something else holding her captive. Nearer...nearer. Would he stop or knock her over?
Then their gazes met and any thought of escape fled. Suddenly nothing existed. Ella fell into a warm pool of gold. An eerie gold that glowed from his eyes, pulling her under, drowning in emotion and leaving her gasping for breath. It was coming from him...the emotion...the need...the pain.
Birds, rabbits, even a fox, but never had she been able to read a person’s emotions. Mesmerized, she didn’t move a muscle when he stopped only a foot away, looming over her like some archangel come to take her soul. Was the floor still beneath her feet or was she falling? The room seemed to spin as his scent swirled around her: sea salt, pine and male; him.
Praise
“Get yourself Wild Heart for an unusual read that will keep you turning the pages!” -- Sabella at Joyfully Reviewed
“Wild Heart is excellent, a real keeper!” – Coffee Time Romance
“Lori Brighton weaves together a beautiful historical.” – Book Girl of Mur-y-Castell
Winner of the Golden Acorn Excellence in Writing Contest.
