Invitation To Passion (My Lord’s) July 2014 Release

Invitation to Passion (revised-final) @ 200 -72 dpi low resI have always wanted to write a friends to lovers story, so I did. However, I decided to be mean to my hero and heroine and test the boundaries of their friendship. I threw in a lover, a pregnancy, and a forced marriage.

Here’s the blurb of Invitation to Passion, book #3 in my Invitation To series:

Consummate rake, Lord Richard Craven, has his heartbroken when the woman he loves is forced into an arranged marriage to a violent brute. To make matters worse, circumstances force him to marry Lady Madeline Knight—a woman he views more like a sister-only for fate to play the cruelest of tricks. Shortly after his wedding his former lover is widowed, and Richard learns she could be pregnant with his child.

Madeline Knight thought she was doing the right thing when she saved Richard Craven from his lover’s irate husband. Now her silly schoolgirl crush has left her married to a man who’s in love with another woman. Consumed with guilt over trapping Richard, she tries her best to be the perfect wife and win his heart. Failure is not an option. For if she fails she loses everything, she loves him too much not to set him free…

While Richard and Madeline confront the reality of their marriage, Madeline’s life comes under threat. A family enemy is set on revenge. Will Richard learn the truth of his heart, and what is truly precious to him, before the unknown enemy destroys their world?

How would you feel if you had to marry your best friend? It would seem a little strange, especially if there is no ‘spark’ there. Luckily there are plenty of sparks flying between Madeline and Richard.

Read a snippet:

The false wall of books slid back into place, leaving the library filled with thwarted silence. Richard ran a hand through his hair.

Maddy whispered, “You can thank me later.”

“I ought to wring your bloody neck for risking your reputation on this stupid stint. I’m perfectly capable of confronting Wrentham.”

“Oh, yes. That would be the perfect answer. Kill Wrentham and be hung for murder. Then who would protect Sarah?”

“Bloody hell. What a mess,” the anger in his voice had gone, now replaced with sadness.

No sooner had Richard walked back to stand at Maddy’s side, than the door crashed open. Lord Wrentham stood in the doorway, a towering mass of wrath.

Richard, his clothes in disarray, moved to stand in front of Maddy to shield her from Wrentham’s view.

“Get your hands off my wife.” Charles’s bellow shook the room. The music in the ballroom was all that saved them from having the entire household hear his allegation.

Wrentham wasn’t stupid. She would have to play the part of Richard’s paramour if this ruse was to be believed.

Madeline reached round Richard’s body and slipped her hand inside his shirt, fingers tingling as she found his bare chest. She pulled her gown off her shoulders, exposing more of her bosom than was decent.

However, she had not expected the feminine gasp that accompanied her maneuver. Her sister-in-law was with Lord Wrentham. She peered round Richard’s wide shoulders and tried to catch Rheda’s eye.

“Richard, how could you? Rufus will kill you.” Rheda’s anguished cry saw Maddy drop her hand from Richard’s heated skin.

There was no point in hiding. Maddy stepped out from behind Richard, but she couldn’t explain the situation without putting his life in danger.

“Not content to bed other men’s wives, it now appears you’ve lowered yourself even further. Have you no honor? Now you’ve taken to bedding your friend’s sister.” Lord Wrentham turned to Rheda. “I apologize for exposing Mr. Craven’s salaciousness. I’d love to stay and watch your husband kill him, but I need to find my wife.”

Maddy put her hand on Richard’s back willing him to hold his tongue. She could feel the muscles beneath her hand knot with fury.

Just when she’d thought the situation couldn’t get any worse, she heard a voice that made her senses scream flee.

“Rheda, Lord Wrentham, what are you doing in the library?”

“Is there another party going on in here?” Another woman’s voice joined the conversation. Invitation-to-Scandal300She stood unseen in the corridor. Maddy didn’t recognize the voice but the speaker sounded elderly.

Silence greeted the newcomers.

Maddy took a step backwards. She watched as Rufus took in the scene in front of him and, in dismay, saw his face turn purple with rage. “Maddy,” he yelled and everything that followed became a blur.

Come on, confess. If you had to, which one of your best friends would you want to marry?

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VICTORIA VANE is an award-winning author of smart and sexy romance with works ranging from wild comedic romps to emotionally compelling erotic romance. Her books have received more than twenty awards and nominations to include the 2014 RONE Award for Treacherous Temptations and Library Journal Best E-Book romance of 2012 for The Devil DeVere series. She lives the beautiful upstate of South Carolina with her husband, two sons, a little black dog, and an Arabian horse.

7 Responses

  1. Kai W.

    I would marry my best friend but as you mention, there has to be sparks.

  2. Glenda

    I’d marry the best friend I just happen to already be married to. 🙂 If I had to make the choice before I met him the marriage would be doomed since my closest male friendsat the time were all gay. 😀

  3. I have to say the same thing as Glenda. My best friend is my husband, and I’d marry him all over again.

  4. I’d marry my husband again

  5. Fortunately, my husband became my best friend and wooed me. That sounds like quite a complex interconnection between the characters. Congrats on the new release and thanks for the giveaway!

  6. I only wish I had a best friend that made me feel there sparks flying and fireworks in adorning the sky every night, but no such luck LOL . That’s ok, I have to many book boyfriends to handle a real one at this time 😉

  7. bettysunflower

    Only in my dreams.