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Two years is too bloody long to be abstinent, especially when one is married to the insatiable Sebastian Falkner, Earl of Warwick.
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Two years is too bloody long to be abstinent, especially when one is married to the insatiable Sebastian Falkner, Earl of Warwick.
ABOUT THE BOOK
READ THE REVIEWS
READ AN EXCERPT
READ ABOUT THE CHARACTERS
2011 Appearances
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Two years is too bloody long to be abstinent, especially when one is married to the insatiable Sebastian Falkner, Earl of Warwick.
Countess Alexandra Falkner is desperate to get her husband back in her bed, including performing in the risqué production of Educating Aphrodite. She knows Sebastian will choose the masked woman who performs in the finale with him and his best friend, sexy theatre manager and hypnotist, Vincent Delacroix, and she intends to be the temptress who catches his eye. Unfortunately, she lacks the confidence and experience she needs to have sex with two men in front of an audience. She solicits Delacroix’s skills as a hypnotist to empower her. What she gets is an education in seduction that leads her heart astray.
Will she lose sight of her goal in Delacroix’s arms?
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CHAPTER ONE
“Have you completely lost your wits?” Vincent Delacroix stood upright behind his pine desk and wrenched his fingers into pitch-black hair. “You’re the bloody Countess of Warwick for God’s sake! A lady of noble breeding. Not a common doxy.”
Unable to hold his boiling black glare, Alexandra twisted her gloves in her lap and blew a white-blonde curl from her eyes. “My husband obviously doesn’t want a lady in his bed.”
“Christ, Alexandra!” His harsh tone indicated his opposition, and she’d yet to tell him the whole of her plan. “Your husband is the proprietor of the Piacere Theatre. Not to mention a close friend.”
“Which is why I came to you.” Perhaps this was madness. Perhaps loneliness drove her toward lunacy, but she was desperate to rekindle the passion in her marriage. Unfortunately, she lacked the courage and experience to accomplish her task without Delacroix’s assistance.
“I cannot begin to fathom why you would go to such measures.”
The light-blue silk choker that matched her eyes seemed to tighten around an expanding knot of frustration. She swallowed it hard and raised her pale lashes to Delacroix. “Sebastian and I have not been…intimate since I conceived Edward.”
The angry lines between Delacroix’s dark brows disappeared. He scrubbed his tightly groomed black beard in obvious astonishment. “Your son is nearly a year old.”
Shame burned her face and stung her eyes. Alexandra bit back the tears and looked down the expanse of her fashionable gold gown trimmed with frills and flounces and lace. At twenty-three, she was fit and well-kept and upheld her role as Countess of Warwick with elegance and grace, but hidden beneath layers of perfumed petticoats was a woman that no longer appealed to her husband. “It has taken me months to accept the fact Sebastian no longer desires me.”
“Forgive me. I did not know.” Delacroix rounded the desk to kneel in front of her. He captured her cold wringing fingers then raised her hands to his warm lips. He kissed one, then the other, and offered her a sympathetic look that began to tear the thin layer of restraint guarding her temper.
“I don’t want your pity. I want your help.”
“I’ll help you.” His agreement came quicker than she’d expected. “What exactly is it you had in mind?”
Hope swirled behind her breast. She sat up taller. “I want to dance in Saturday night’s performance of Aphrodite.”
Shock widened his dark brown eyes. He stabbed a finger between his cravat and neck and yanked. “You know about the performance?”
“I know everything.” She knew about the actresses slated to dance at the Piacere Theatre. They were the same women who warmed her husband’s bed and satisfied his carnal appetite. “I know Sebastian is playing the role of Adonis and will select the woman who performs in the finale. I also know that same woman will attend him privately the remainder of the night. I want to be the temptress behind the mask who catches his eye.”
Delacroix stood and walked away from her to a side table where he poured himself a hefty noggin of bourbon. “Then you’re willing to defile yourself before an audience.” He angled his chin over his shoulder. “With me.”
Heat crawled up Alexandra’s neck, spread across her face, then scalded the tips of her ears. That was the one obstacle she hadn’t quite figured out how to get around. The literal climactic ending included three players—Aphrodite and her two lovers, Ares and Adonis. More specifically, Sebastian and Delacroix. She’d never been with anyone other than Sebastian. And she’d certainly never been with two men at the same time. But her faithfulness had gained her naught but an empty bed. “I am willing to resort to whatever means are necessary to have my husband back in my bed.”
“Warwick will kill me if I agree to this.” He emptied the contents of his glass in one loud gulp.
“I do not need your permission to take the stage. I own the theatre. But I lack the confidence and the experience to play the role, which is why I need you to hypnotize me.”
Delacroix paused for long moments, no doubt contemplating her request.
“Please, Vincent. I cannot continue to live like this. I feel like a widow in the latter months of her mourning period.” This shell of isolation grew colder every day and she feared she would freeze to death waiting for Sebastian to warm her again.
Delacroix exhaled a fierce breath then removed his cravat and waistcoat. “Let it be known that I’m doing this against my better judgment.” He pivoted on his heel and splayed his long fingers toward a fainting couch. “Lie down, Alexandra.”
There are some fabulous authors penning wild and passionate tales of highland flings. Among them are Julianne MacLean, Connie Brockway, Terri Brisbin, Donna Grant, and I give thee Keiran and Sorcha:
Scotland, Inner Hebrides – 1587
Sorcha’s husband is easily the meanest cur alive. He blamed her for every misfortune that befell his clan since he took her to wife four years past. And now the bastard is determined to kill her. If she were half the witch he accused her of being, then she might possess the power to save herself, but Da had ousted her grandmum from the clan before she taught Sorcha the Pagan ways. She is certain of only one thing—if she lives long enough to become a widow, she will never take another husband.
Keiran, the Falconer of Barra, knew he and Sorcha were worlds apart in station—he, the son of a crofter, and she, the eldest daughter of the chieftain—but he’d spent the past seven years of his life trying to change his stars. Everything he’d done had been for her. He’d fought and killed for the clan and learned the Pagan ways, for her. And now that he’d saved her life and took her pain away, the foolish wench accused him of doing it all for the chieftainship.
Will Keiran’s gentle touch crush the last of her resistance? Or will Sorcha’s husband hunt her down and kill her before she discovers the depth of Keiran’s love?
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CHAPTER ONE
Scotland, Inner Hebrides – 1587
The bastard was finally going to kill her.
Sorcha trembled inside her wool mantle as icy wind thrashed strands of brown hair over her face. The rope binding her wrists stung, and her battered legs ached where Hector had pushed her down the steps of the keep. But none of it compared to the fear clutching her insides. She craned her neck over her shoulder and gawked wide-eyed at the white waves pummeling the base of the cliff.
“Ye destroyed my crops with hail, infested the clan’s meat with maggots, and set the outbuildings afire. ’Tis August, yet snow blankets my land.” Hector pressed her closer to the pebbled edge with his dark glare and intimidating size. He stood a full head taller and easily outweighed her by ten stone. “And now this.” He held up his sword arm covered with lesions of oozing puss. “Ye give me a whore’s disease!”
“I did naught, m’lord. I swear it,” Sorcha pleaded between chattering teeth. She considered reminding him that he hadn’t come to her bed in over two years, but knew ’twas useless to defend herself. Hector had blamed her for every misfortune that befell Clan Ranald since he’d taken her to wife four years past.
“Ye lying bitch!” He struck her hard across the face with the back of his hand.
Sorcha twisted at the waist and landed on her knees and elbows. The pain stinging her cheek was soon forgotten when Hector kicked her in the side. She heard her rib crack just before an unbearable streak of pain shot through her very core. She couldn’t fight, couldn’t think, couldn’t breathe. The coppery tinge of blood spread over her tongue as she rolled onto her stomach. She spit a string of crimson and pulled herself forward by her bound hands.
“Think ye I dinnae hear ye chant your spells in the old language?” Hector wrenched her back to her feet.
If she were half the witch he accused her of being, then she might possess the power to save herself. She wished Da hadn’t ousted Grandmum from the clan before she taught Sorcha the Pagan ways.
“Ye have cursed me and my clan for the last time,” he bellowed over the howling wind.
“If ye kill me,” she panted through the pain, trying to draw upright to stare him in the eye, “my kin will avenge me.” ’Twas a false threat, but she was desperate.
A deep throaty chortle burst from Hector’s pocked face. “Your da died before naming a tanist to reign in his stead. The MacNeils have no chieftain, no bloodline, save for a sixteen-year-old girl. And your sister will be easy to break.”
Sorcha’s heart lodged in her throat. She tried to shake the horrid images of what Hector would do to her sister, but they erupted in her mind’s eye like a nightmare. Peigi would be powerless to defend herself against Hector and his men.
“As soon as I send ye to your Otherworld, I’ll be claiming the Isle of Barra as my own.”
Sorcha looked to the gray sky and pleaded with the king of her gods. Thou Christ of the cross, snatch me from the snares of this evil demon so I might protect my kin.
A bird cawed overhead, circling them. ’Twas a falcon—a white falcon. Mayhap the Goddess Cliodna had come to escort her to the afterlife.
“Fare thee well, Sorcha of Barra. I’ll see ye in Hell.” Hector raised his foot high and drove the sole of his boot into her stomach, sending her reeling over the edge of the cliff.
Shock numbed her insides. She wanted to hold onto something, to scream, but she could do neither. Her body seemed to fall faster than her soul, and for one breathtakingly frightening moment, she felt as though her physical being separated from her spirit.Through it all, she kept her eyes fixed on that white falcon following her downward to her death.
May you always make the right moves.
May your cup runneth over with love.
May you always find shelter from any storm.
May you remain good looking and looking good!
May you find the perfect diet for your soul.
(If this face doesn't make you want to stop
eating sausage, nothing will.)
May you find perfect balance in the company you keep.
May you have as much fun as you can before someone makes you stop.
May the worst thing that happens to you come in slobbery pink and furry tan.
May you manage to make time for siesta.
May all the new folks you meet be interesting and kind.
May your accessories always harmonize with your natural beauty!
Should your mouth be bigger than your stomach, may you have a chewing good time!
May you always know when to walk away and know when to run.
And may your friends always bring you joy!
MAY YOU HAVE A WONDERFUL NEW YEAR
FILLED WITH LOVE, HAPPINESS, AND HOPE!
Kimberly


I have so much great news I don't know where to start...
Let's see...I got my cover for EDUCATING APHRODITE. Isn't she beautiful? Edits are turned in and the release date is set for Jan 5. I hope you'll all check out this how little number. It is my first published Victorian as well as my first ménage. *gasp*
I have more good news...I sold a second novella to Ellora's Cave! TAMING A HIGHLAND DEVIL is a set in the Highlands of Scotland. Yes, my little jaunt to London didn't last long. :) If you liked my single titles, then you will love Magnus's story. It's short, but it packs a lot of meat! *wicked grin*
Just a week ago I was informed that EDUCATING APHRODITE and TAMING A HIGHLAND DEVIL are both finalist in the erotic category of the 2011 Emily contest. This is a very prestigious contest and I’m so thrilled to have both my stories make the cut.
There’s more! Can you believe it? I don’t often talk about my unpublished work here on my blog, but I just found out yesterday that CARIBBEAN SCOT is a finalist in the 2010 MERWA synopsis writing contest! This is huge because I hate suck-nopses! HATE them and being a finalist lessens that venomous hatred inside me. *giggle*
Oh, and I found out today that HIGHLAND DRAGON sold to Thailand! I also learned today that HIGHLAND DRAGON was chosen to be a "Fresh Pick" at www.FreshFiction.com! Here’s their spiel:
[The Fresh Pick is chosen by a group of readers and is never a purchased advertisement or promotion. We've chosen your book because it appeals to us and we like to share our diverse tastes in reading and hope other readers will give it a try.]
Whew! What a day! What a month! I need to go save some more souls. Wanna come along?

Award-winning, best-selling author Eileen Dreyer, known as Kathleen Korbel to her Silhouette readers, has published 26 Silhouette books, 8 medico-forensic suspenses, and 7 short stories.
2010 sees her extending her range into historical romance. BARELY A LADY, the first book in her DRAKE'S RAKES series for Grand Central, premieres in July and follows the lives of three women who meet in Brussels during the battle of Waterloo and stumble over a plot against the throne. Eileen spent time not only in England but India to research the series.
A retired trauma nurse, Eileen lives in her native St. Louis with her husband, children, and large and noisy Irish family, of which she is the reluctant matriarch. She has animals but refuses to subject them to the limelight.
Dreyer won her first publishing award in 1987, being named the best new Contemporary Romance Author by RT Bookclub. Since that time she has also garnered not only five other writing awards from RT, but five RITA Awards from Romance Writers of America, which secures her only the fourth place in the Romance Writers of America prestigious Hall of Fame. Since extending her reach to suspense, she has also garnered a coveted Anthony Award nomination.
A frequent speaker at conferences, she maintains membership in Romance Writers of America, Sisters in Crime, Mystery Writers of America, and, just in case things go wrong, Emergency Nurses Association and International Association of Forensic Nurses.
Eileen is an addicted traveler, having sung in some of the best Irish pubs in the world, and admits she sees research as a handy way to salve her insatiable curiosity. She counts film producers, police detectives and Olympic athletes as some of her sources and friends. She's also trained in forensic nursing and death investigation, although she doesn't see herself actively working in the field, unless this writing thing doesn't pan out.
Barely a Lady ( Drake's Rakes #01 )
ISBN-13: 9780446542081
Publisher: Forever
US SRP: $ 6.99 US
Pub Date: July 01, 2010
After discovering her former husband on the battlefield of Waterloo--and in enemy uniform--Olivia Grace must pretend to still be married to Jack to keep him from being hanged as a traitor.
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Angie Fox is the New York Times bestselling author of the Accidental Demon Slayer series. She claims that researching her books can be just as much fun as writing them. In the name of fact-finding, Angie has ridden with Harley biker gangs, explored the tunnels underneath Hoover Dam and found an interesting recipe for Mamma Coalpot’s Southern Skunk Surprise (she’s still trying to get her courage up to try it).
Angie earned a Journalism degree from the University of Missouri. She worked in television news and then in advertising before beginning her career as an author.
The Accidental Demon Slayer
ISBN-13: 9780505527691
Publisher: Love Spell
US SRP: $ 6.99 US
Pub Date: July 01, 2008
Newly anointed with demon-fighting powers and suddenly able to hear the thoughts of her hilarious Jack Russell terrier, a preschool teacher finds a new dark and dangerous world, including a sexy shape-shifting griffin she's not entirely sure she can trust.
The Dangerous Book for Demon Slayers
ISBN: 0505527707
Publisher: Love Spell
US SRP: $7.99 US
Binding: Mass Market Paperbound
Pub Date: May 01, 2009
Accidental demon slayer Lizzie Brown and her grandmother's coven of biker witches have rolled into Sin City to take out a super-sexy succubus who has her eye on world domination--and worse, Lizzie's man, in this second entry in Fox's red-hot series.
A Tale of Two Demon Slayers
ISBN-13: 9780505528278
Publisher: Love Spell
US SRP: $ 7.99 US
Pub Date: February 01, 2010
In this third installment of Fox's red-hot, hilarious paranormal series, Lizzie and the gang travel to Dimitri's home in Greece where they are confronted with his past . . . and an unwelcome family secret that could destroy them all.
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Patricia Rice
With several million books in print and New York Times and USA Today's bestseller lists under her belt, former CPA Patricia Rice is one of romance's hottest authors. In her forty-seventh book, she begins a new regency series entitled Rebellious Sons. The first book, THE WICKED WICKERLY, is a July 2010 release.
Patricia Rice's emotionally-charged contemporary and historical romances have won numerous awards, including the RT Book Reviews Reviewers Choice and Career Achievement Awards. In addition to receiving the Bookrak Bestselling Paperback award, her books have also been honored as Romance Writers of America RITA® finalists in the historical, regency and contemporary categories.
A firm believer in happily-ever-after, Patricia Rice is married to her high school sweetheart and has two children. A native of Kentucky and New York, a past resident of North Carolina, she currently resides in St. Louis, Missouri, and now does accounting only for herself. She is a member of Romance Writers of America, the Authors Guild, and Novelists, Inc.
The Wicked Wyckerly ( Rebellious Sons )
ISBN-13: 9780451230713
Publisher: Signet Book
US SRP: $ 7.99 US
Pub Date: July 06, 2010
Abigail Merriweather's farm is quiet since she lost custody of her four young half-siblings--until a roguish gentleman named Fitz stops for a rest, his rebellious daughter in tow. His etiquette is questionable, his parenting deplorable--so why does Abby delight in his flirtations?
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Shirl Henke sold her first novel, a big historical romance titled GOLDEN LADY, to Warner Books in 1985. In 2005 she switched over to the “dark side” publishing two political thrillers, CORRUPTS ABSOLUTELY and HOMELAND SECURITY under the pseudonym Alexa Hunt. She's also written romantic suspense for Penguin Onyx and Silhouette Bombshell as Shirl Henke. She's appeared on the USA TODAY bestseller list, been a RITA Finalist twice, received a BookraK Bestseller Award and won three Career Achievement Awards, an Industry Award and three Reviewers Choice Awards from Romantic Times.
She's a member of the Author's Guild, Romance Writers of America, Missouri Romance Writers, Sisters in Crime, Novelists Inc. and International Thriller Writers.
Love Lessons at Midnight
ISBN-13: 9780843963632
Publisher: Leisure Books
US SRP: $ 6.99 US
Pub Date: July 01, 2010
No one knows the true identity of the mysterious madam who runs London's most notorious brothel--a place where a man's wildest dreams can come true. Robert St. John has not imagined the pleasure he will find or the danger he will court while seducing its mistress.
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Kimberly Killion
Award-winning author, Kimberly Killion, has been hailed by Romantic Times Magazine as an author who writes “captivating romance with excellent pacing and characters who are honorable, intelligent and full of humanity.” Her debut book, HER ONE DESIRE (Kensington 2008), was nominated for the romance-publishing industry's highest award of distinction, the RITA® Award. HER ONE DESIRE won the 2009 Booksellers Best Award for both Long Historical and Best First Book. In addition, Kimberly’s writing received an Award of Merit in the 2009 HOLT Medallion. She was recognized in the 2009 National Readers’ Choice Awards, the 2009 Golden Quill Awards, and the 2009 More Than Magic Contest. Romantic Times Magazine awarded Kimberly’s second Scottish-set novel, HIGHLAND DRAGON (Kensington 2009), with the K.I.S.S. Award and said this is “a tale to cherish.”
Aside from writing, Killion teaches graphic/web design and serves as the President of the Missouri Romance Writers of America. She lives in Illinois with her husband, two children, a dog, three cats, and two dozen chickens.
Highland Dragon
ISBN-13: 9781420104417
Publisher: Zebra
US SRP: $ 5.99 US
Pub Date: October 01, 2009
Killion delivers a passionate medieval Scottish tale in which a laird must choose between avenging his father's death and surrendering to the passion he finds in the arms of his enemy's daughter.
Her One Desire
ISBN-13: 9781420104424
Publisher: Zebra
US SRP: $ 3.99 US
Pub Date: July 01, 2008
After the daughter of the Lord High Executioner rescues a Scottish spy from certain death in the Tower of London, she fuels him with desire and everlasting love, in this sizzling debut romance.