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Title: Her Wicked Sin (A Sins of Salem Novel)
Author: Sarah Ballance
Genres: Historical Romance
Categories: NONE
Erotic Elements: NONE
Publisher: Entangled Publishing (Scandalous Line)
Release Date: September 9, 2013
Heat Level: Steamy
Word Count/Length: Approx 55,000 words
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~Blurb
Salem, MA 1692
On a moonless night, he rides into the winter forest on his beast
as black as midnight...
Dashing stranger, Henry Dunham, comes to Salem on a mysterious
errand, but is thrown from his horse in the dead of night and rescued by the
local Puritan midwife, Lydia Colson.
Haunted by her past, Lydia is running from her own dark secrets,
avoiding intrusive questions by pretending her dead husband is simply... away.
But when she and Henry are caught in a compromising situation, one punishable
by Puritan law, he saves her from scandal by claiming to be her errant
spouse... and claiming her bed.
Forced to fake a marriage, Lydia and Henry find their passion
overwhelming and their vows a little too real. As their lies become truths, a
witch hunt closes in on Lydia, threatening not only their burgeoning love, but
her life.
Author Bio:
Sarah and her husband of what he calls “many
long, long years” live on the mid-Atlantic coast with their six young children,
all of whom are perfectly adorable when they’re asleep. She never dreamed of becoming
an author, but as a homeschooling mom, she often jokes she writes fiction
because if she wants anyone to listen to her, she has to make them up. (As it
turns out, her characters aren’t much better than the kids). Though she adores
romantic suspense, she writes in many genres. Her ever-growing roster of
releases may be found at http://sarahballance.com.
~Contact Links
Website: http://www.sarahballance.com/
Twitter: https://twitter.com/SarahBallance
EXCERPT
“Willard, you beast.”
A round of profanity followed the utterance. Though the stranger’s words
were foul, they offered for his equine companion both comfort and
reassurance. Their soothing cadence eased the alarm from the horse’s eyes,
leading his ears to relax from their pinned state.
Lydia found herself
enchanted by the man’s tones and by his obvious affection for the horse.
He shifted in the
leaves, still facing away, and he had yet to acknowledge her. She should
flee. She had freed him from his quandary, and his voice tinged itself not with
pain, but with humor. She would feel no remorse for moving past, yet her
feet did not budge.
If she remained
silent, would he not know her there? No, eventually he would wonder what
held the reins aloft. She watched, waiting for that moment. Through the
profound darkness, she noticed his hair was a nutty brown and longer than
that of a Puritan man, though its richness showed no trace of the
powder
worn by many wealthy
travelers. He was a study of contrasts, this man. For all of his finery,
he seemed to shun the ways of society, and his roguish nature appealed to
those innermost desires she had thought long lost. Her husband, as he
were, had ruined her womanhood.
This stranger, in the
most insignificant ways, had roused it.
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