I’ve got some exciting new! The awesome team at Bethany House let me know that there are 2 extra ARCs of The Lost Heiress . . . and that they can go to 2 of my readers!
ARCs, in case you don’t know, are Advance Reader Copies. These are printed up to go out to review sources, but when there are a few left over, well. We get to have fun with them. =) These ARCs look like this:
and aren’t quite final–there will be a few typos, a few things that have been changed in my last round of edits, but the story is there and the changes are few.
SO. How do you get your hands on this books months before it releases in September? Quite simple!
Enter the Rafflecopter giveaway at the bottom of this post!
Of course, if you’re just DYING to read some now, even if you don’t win one of the TWO copies, I have a special treat. The first chapter of The Lost Heiress!
Monte Carlo, Monaco
Late August 1910
Temptation sat before her, compelling as the sea. Gleaming silver, green leather, the nearly silent rumble of engine . . .
Brook trailed a gloved hand along the door, cast one glance over her shoulder, and let herself in. She couldn’t stop the grin as she gripped the wheel of the Rolls-Royce. And why should she? Only a fool would leave such a car running right outside her door and not expect her to do something about it.
“Don’t even think it.”
His voice brought laughter to her lips, and she looked up to find her dearest friend at the opposite door—her first sight of him in five months. The warm Riviera wind had tousled his hair, making her wonder where his hat had gone today. “Teach me to drive it, Justin.”
He glared at her with an intensity to match the Mediterranean sun. All manner of men flooded Monaco in pursuit of its casino, and none could glower like the British. Well, perhaps the Russians, but theirs were more scowls than proper glowers. Though, if he expected her to be cowed by the look, he had taken leave of his senses.
He leveled an accusatory finger at her nose. “I’m happy to take you for a drive in my new car, mon amie, but I will be behind the wheel.”
“Come, Justin.” She said his name as it was meant to be said. In French. Soft J and long U, emphasis on the second syllable, the N silent—as she knew no one in his native country did. “Your gift will soon be back in England. We mustn’t waste a moment of its time in Monaco. Get in and teach me.”
“A moment of its time?” But he laughed and slid into the left side of the car, shaking his head. The sun caught his hair and burnished it gold, caught the angles of his face and made it all the stronger. “The prince will have my head for this.”
Brook grinned at him. Once upon a time, she had dreamed that they would fall in love and live happily ever after—before she realized a future duke could never be more than friends with a nobody without a past. Before she came to understand Prince Albert wasn’t really her grandfather. “He will be jealous, you mean. He must always have a chauffeur behind the wheel.” Brook gripped the wheel tighter, until she could feel the thrum of the 40–50 engine in every cell. “Perhaps I will borrow one of the chauffeur’s jackets and surprise him one day—after you’ve taught me.”
Justin pressed a hand to his brow, dark blond hair falling over his fingers. “Heaven help me. I’ll be executed. My poor grandfather will expire from the shock of it, the dukedom will go extinct, and it will be all your fault. All because you grin at me and I can’t say no.”
She grinned all the brighter now. “I don’t intend to race in Grand-père’s road rally—I only want to learn the basics.” She made herself comfortable on the seat, positioning her feet on the pedals on either side of the steering column. She had read books and articles about the advances of the automobile, but the pages hadn’t come close to conveying the power that came coursing through the floorboard. It was almost as heady a feeling as having a spirited horse under her. Almost.
Justin slid closer, casting her a sideways look she couldn’t read—making fear knot in her chest. She’d been waiting months for him to return, had begun to worry he never would, that his family would succeed in keeping him forever in the Cotswolds of England, and he would forget his promises to investigate the seal on the old, yellowed envelope she had pressed to his palm five months ago.
She cleared her throat. “Did you learn anything? In England, I mean?”
Justin adjusted the position of her hands on the wheel. “Of course I did. Literature and mathematics—”
“Justin Wildon.”
“—philosophy and science.” He ducked his head as if to make sure her feet were where they ought to be. Or to avoid her gaze. “I came across the papers of a German not long ago. Fellow by the name of Albert Einstein, a physics professor. Have you read him? He has interesting theories—”
“Lord Harlow.” She narrowed her eyes at him, but he still didn’t look up.
“—about Newtonian physics and something called special relativity, which I know you’d find interesting.” He straightened, gaze still on her feet. “There are pedals for clutch, brake, and accelerator. Throttle is on the steering column. You must press upon brake and clutch to begin.”
“I know.” She pushed them without taking her eyes off his strong profile. “And you know well what I mean.”
He finally swung his face her way again, jaw set. “We can either talk about that or you can learn to drive. Choose one, for I don’t intend to open such a conversation with you behind the wheel of my very new, very expensive automobile.”
“Bad as all that, is it?” She prayed again she could live with the answers she’d asked him to find. For eight years now she had known only who she wasn’t—not the illegitimate daughter of opera star Collette Sabatini and Prince Louis Grimaldi, heir to the throne of Monaco. Not the petite-fille of the reigning Prince Albert, as his wife, Princess Alice, had shouted for all the palace to hear before she left him. So if not a daughter or granddaughter to the only family she knew . . . then who?
“Release the hand brake, first of all. There by the wheel, on your right.”
Drawing in a long breath, she gripped the wooden handle and moved it as she had seen their drivers do, then checked for carriages or cars in the street. Seeing none, she mimicked the pedal work she had observed, moving her foot from the brake and aiming it at the accelerator.
“Brook!”
“Quoi?” She jammed her foot back on the brake.
Justin ran a hand over his face. “Attendez! Please—wait for my instruction.”
Another grin tickled her lips and pushed away the phantoms of the unknown. “When have I ever awaited instruction? But did I not let my first arrow fly with admirable accuracy? Am I not a better shot with a pistol than you? Can I not out-fence any young lord?”
At last a breath of laughter relaxed his shoulders. Then he caught her gaze and held it, his eyes as deep as the ocean. “You think I don’t know the thoughts rampaging through your mind? But I assure you, you’ve nothing to worry about. The news I bring is good.” He gave her fingers a reassuring squeeze. “But it will change everything. You shouldn’t try to digest it when behind the wheel of a car.”
She nodded and pushed the questions aside. For now. “Now I check the street again and transfer my foot from brake to accelerator while easing off the clutch.”
“A statement rather than a question, I see.” His fingers left hers as he turned around to look at the street. “All clear. Angle the wheel hard to the left and gently—gently—press that foot to the accelerator.”
She obeyed, reveling in the increased thrum of the engine. Easing the car forward, a laugh slipped from her lips. She straightened the wheel and headed for the opera house. She could get the hang of this, given a bit more practice. Perhaps she could even convince Grand-père to let her drive one of theirs.
Assuming she remained in Monaco. Risking a glance toward Justin, she barely kept from taking one hand off the wheel to play with the two pearls dangling from the gold filigree of her necklace. “You did verify I’m English, then?”
He shot a look at the fingers she had nearly lifted. As if he knew exactly what habit she’d nearly indulged. “We already knew that.”
She sighed and let off the accelerator when they came upon a slow-moving barouche. “We knew Maman said so, but she was hardly in her right mind those last weeks.” And for so many years, Brook had hoped and prayed that that had been the lie, as Grand-père so often assured her.
“It was right enough. You are indeed English. Which, assuming you’ve looked in a mirror now and again, oughtn’t to surprise you.”
Right on cue, the wind cast a tendril of her pale hair before her eyes. She certainly had nothing in common with the rest of the Grimaldis. How many times had she wished for their rich dark hair and fathomless brown eyes? The skin that the sun could kiss yet not burn? A delicate snort was all the response she could manage.
Justin loosed a sigh nearly lost under the purr of the engine. “The story she told seems to be true—she was in York with the opera at the time but did not have a child of her own.”
Had Brook been anywhere else, she would have let her eyes slide closed so that she could summon the image of beautiful Maman, try to conjure the sound of her sterling soprano. But the memory had faded over the years, until now it was little more than a crystal echo.
“So Prince Louis was right to keep me always at a distance—I am not his daughter.” At least she wasn’t another cause for scandal in the Grimaldi line. But it also meant Maman was not her mother. And Grand-père . . . He hadn’t wanted her to ask these questions. She was, he had said, the only member of his family who acted like family, and what would he have if she left?
But she had to. She couldn’t live her life as a pretender. The people were already shouting against him, how much worse would it be if he continued to support her when she had no real claim to him, other than a bone-deep love?
The barouche they followed turned down a side road, and Brook pressed on the accelerator. “What am I, then? A farmer’s daughter? An abandoned waif?”
His chuckle helped ease the band around her chest. “Mais non. It is as we imagined—you are a nymph from the fairy world.”
“A naiad you mean, ruling over a—”
“—a brook. How could I have forgotten?” He captured the curl that obscured her vision and gave it a playful tug. “One of my favorites of our recent stories—‘Brook of the Brook.’ And where is my fairy princess taking us?”
She smiled, but even the thought of the stories they created and picnics atop the ramparts overlooking Port Fontvieille couldn’t erase the questions. “The theater. I have a ballet lesson. I keep threatening to join the Ballet Russes—Sergei says I am as talented as his Russian dancers.”
“An imp more than a naiad, surely.” He tugged again on her curl and tucked it behind her ear. “I can only imagine how mad that drives the prince.”
“It hardly matters what I do.” She slowed as her turn approached and prepared to wrestle the wheel around. Her heart thudded, but she drew in a deep breath. If she slipped, Justin would catch the wheel, would keep them from harm.
“You will not take the stage.” Justin sounded far harsher than Grand-père had. Perhaps her tone had been too blasé.
Still, she could hardly resist teasing him—and fishing for more information. “Excuse me, your lordship, but why not? My mother was on the stage.”
“Collette would have been the first to tell you not to follow her example. And she was not your mother.”
“Quite right—I am an orphan, an unknown. Lizette Brook—a nobody.”
“You most certainly are not.”
“Who am I, then?” She glanced his way, brows arched.
“Eyes on the road!”
Hopefully he saw only that she turned her face square to the windscreen and not that she rolled those eyes in the process. “Was I right about the envelope? The seal?”
Maman had left her with boxes upon boxes of correspondence, faded letters from faded loves. But one box of them had been different—they were in English. The tone was different too—not at all what amorous patrons had usually sent to Collette. And more, as she’d searched through the letters in the flat she’d shared with Maman before moving to the palace after her death, Brook had seen a variation of her own name on the ones on the top of the stack. Give Little Liz a kiss from her papa. But it had been signed only with Yours Forever, and the one envelope with the seal upon it had no address.
Yet again she had to resist the urge to touch her necklace. The necklace Maman had confessed with her last breath had belonged to Brook’s true mother. The woman killed in the carriage accident from which Collette had rescued Brook. The my love those English letters were written to?
“The seal was helpful. Brook.” He sighed again and rested a hand on her shoulder. “It led me to your mother. I saw a portrait of her, and it might as well have been you in a bustle. We found her. We found you.”
Her fingers curled around the wheel so tightly she feared she’d leave an impression in the wood. “Who, then? Who am I?”
“We’re nearly to the theater—pull over here. Foot off the gas, press the brake and then the clutch. Turn, turn.” His fingers covered hers as he helped her guide the Rolls-Royce into an open spot nearer the casino than the theater. The moment the car halted, he reached over her to engage the hand brake and then switched off the magneto. The absence of the engine’s noise barely made a difference with all the chatter from the street.
But Brook didn’t look at the gaily-clad aristocrats making their way into the Casino Monte Carlo—she looked at the muscle gone tense in his jaw. “Justin.” Her voice came out in a whisper so soft she couldn’t be sure he heard her. “Tell me.”
He leaned against the green leather of the seat, elbow atop it, and rested his hand on her shoulder again. “You are a baroness.”
“A . . . what?” She knew the title—one couldn’t be the friend of a duke’s grandson without getting lessons in the British peerage. Which was why she knew she shouldn’t have such a title unless by marriage. “How could I be a baroness?”
The wind tried to toss that curl into her face again, but he caught it and tucked it away once more. “From your mother, who was a baroness in her own right. Passed from her mother, and her mother before her. You are Elizabeth Brook Eden, Baroness of Berkeley—one of only a handful of peeresses whose title is by right and not courtesy. And the heiress to a large estate.”
Little Liz. Maman had kept her name, just made it more French—Lizette Brook. Choosing to go by her middle name after Collette’s death had been one of Brook’s many small rebellions. Her eyes slid shut, her fingers found the warm pearls dangling from her necklace. Her mother’s necklace. Her mother. “What was her name?”
“Elizabeth as well, born with the surname Brook, which is where your middle name came from. Countess of Whitby.”
“Countess?” Her eyes flew open again. “My father was an earl?”
Justin’s free hand found hers, and he linked their fingers together. “Is an earl, Brooklet.”
Had she been standing, she would have had to sit. “My father . . .”
“Is very eager to meet you.” He squeezed her hand and ran his thumb over hers. “It’s time to come home, Lady Berkeley.”
Brook drew in a long breath seasoned with fruit from the markets, the spice of Italian cooking, and the salty tang of the Mediterranean Sea.
All her life, all her memory, this had been home. All the world she’d needed. “I . . . I must absorb all this.”
“Of course you must.” He lifted her hand and kissed her knuckles as he had done ever since they played knight and damsel as children, back when she had dreamed it was real. But his eyes remained locked on hers now. “I know you have been praying about this as much as I have been. This is the answer to those prayers, mon amie. This is where the Lord wants you. And I will be with you every step of the way.”
No doubt he was right. And no doubt when her thoughts stopped crashing like waves in a tempest, the peace of the Lord would descend. But right this moment . . . “I must go. Au revoir, Justin.” She leaned over, kissed him on either cheek, and let herself out of the car.
A warm breeze gusted up the street. Brook touched her hat to make sure it was secure, then let her fingers fall to her necklace. A baroness, daughter of an earl. Of all the scenarios she had entertained, that had never been one of them.
Now the obligatory purchase links:
Come back on Monday for more fun in the ARC Giveaway, when I reveal the cover for The Reluctant Duchess!!! It’s super-duper gorgeous, y’all. I mean, seriously.
Roseanna M. White is a bestselling, Christy Award winning author who has long claimed that words are the air she breathes. When not writing fiction, she’s homeschooling her two kids, editing, designing book covers, and pretending her house will clean itself. Roseanna is the author of a slew of historical novels that span several continents and thousands of years. Spies and war and mayhem always seem to find their way into her books…to offset her real life, which is blessedly ordinary.
I would love to read this book.
I have loved Bethany House books since I was a girl. I would love to read this book!!
Excellent. =D
Thanks, Amanda!
Yay! And I know, Bethany House books are just always fantastic, aren't they?
The opening chapter has me hooked–and I really enjoy Bethany House books.
Looks like a wonderful book! Eager to read it!
I LOVE Bethany House! I also love getting to know authors of my favorite books. I have always wanted to try an ARC. I love the storyline for this book and just want to dive in!
For both books in the series, I've sent in a file with all my ideas, including links to photos that I feel capture my heroine, fashions of the day, etc. Bethany House then gets to work and presents me with a cover. Give that I've loved them, my requests thereafter have been few–I asked for a tweak in coloring, but otherwise, they totally nailed them!
She does, you're right!
And thanks on the cover with Xoe too. =) It was super fun to create!
I love the cover! How much input did you have in its design?
The cover model for The Reluctant Duchess reminds me of Tamzin Merchant who played Georgiana Darcy in the 2005 film adaptation of P&P, only with dark hair instead of blonde. 🙂
Yes, yes and YES, I want to read this book!!!! No matter whether I win or not, I will. 🙂 Congrats on another published book and such gorgeous covers! And also to your daughter. She is a beautiful cover model and I just might have to break down and read a middle grade fantasy book 😉
That's awesome, Candace! I'm a huge fan of libraries of any kind. =) I'm in charge of my church's library too. =) So glad you guys loved the Culpers!!
I am a church librarian and we already have your Culper series which I loved and so did the women who read it. I will definitely get this book too when I order again. My women love historical fiction.
Candace.
I'll be gathering influencers soon, Connie! I'll jot a quick note to myself to make sure you see it when I'm collecting final names for my list. =) I'll probably have a form here on my blog for folks to fill out.
So glad to see you stopping by, Mrs. Tina!
I have been so looking forward to reading this book, Roseanna! I would be thrilled to be able to promote my review and your new novel on our blog, bookwork2bookworm.wordpress.com.
This is great. Thanks for a chance to win a copy. The book covers are beautiful.
Blessings, Tina
This is great. Thanks for a chance to win a copy. The book covers are beautiful.
Blessings, Tina
This is great. Thanks for a chance to win a copy. The book covers are beautiful.
Blessings, Tina
I have been a huge fan since running across Circle of Spies and am VERY excited for this newest series. Congratulations on this newest upcoming release! I hope you have a marvelous summer with your kiddos and a pleasant journey as you continue writing the third installment!! Thanks for all your work! -Kate
So glad you followed that link! Good luck in the giveaway. =)
=) Well thank you, Dina! I'm excited about it too–so glad you stopped over!
I just discovered your work, thanks to a link from Karen Witemeyer's Facebook page. Thanks for the giveaway.
I am super excited about this book! Dina Sleiman was telling me about it and she said it is going to be great!
Oh, LOL. =) Well, in THAT case, it's more encouragement than pressure. Sometimes I feel like I'm writing into a vacuum, so hearing that reminds me that there really is a purpose to it. Thank you!
I truly meant pressure to keep writing your insightful and inspiring posts. 🙂 I can see where you could have thought I meant the giveaway. That is just a bonus.
Glad you could stop by!
Thanks! Me too. 😉
=) I had to put Giver of Wonders on hold, Kate–it wasn't developing like I wanted it to, so I'd rather wait a year to put it out than deliver a bib-fic that doesn't have depth. So say a prayer that the story comes as it needs to!
So thrilling! I'm excited for is book but especially Giver of Wonders!
Love the cover!
Thank you!
~Charis
Hi Sarah! Marietta was so much fun to write!! Her memory was based on stories about a student at my college a few years before I got there. So amazing–but yes, it had to be a burden too! The hardest part of Marietta's character was probably the flirtatious bit–I'm NOT, ha ha, so that took some stretching for me. But it was so much fun! I loved writing her.
Thanks so much for stopping by!!
Yay! LOL. And yes. Yes you do. =)
For some reason, it posted my reply 3 times, hence the two removed. Also, I meant "chance" oops!
For some reason, it posted my reply 3 times, hence the two removed. Also, I meant "chance" oops!
Hi Roseanna!.
I loved your Culper Ring series! They are some of my favorite books, particularly the last one! I think it would be awesome to have Marietta's memory, but at the same time horrible. There are some things I have happily forgotten, so to remember every single event would become a terrible thing after a while, I think. But her photographic memory would definitely come in handy. What was the hardest part of writing Marietta's character?
Thanks for the change to win your new book!
~Sarah
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That first chapter just pulled me right in!! I now NEED to find out what happens to Brook and Justin. 🙂
Thank you so much for taking the time to write! We all need reminders, I know–but it's so awesome to hear that you browsed around and read some of my posts. =) All too often a giveaway draws attention only to the giveaway, so this is really cool to know, LOL. And no worries about pressure–Random.org handles the selection, I just press a button, LOL. Best of luck though! Hope to see you around here again.
=D So nice to hear–and best of luck!
Roseanna, I first took notice of your books about 6-8 months ago, but during the spring scavenger hunt I was able to get some insight to your writing beyond your books. I had meant to come back and check out many of the new-to-me authors blogs/websites, but life happened. I am very thankful for Karen Witemeyer's mention of this giveaway, b/c I promptly came over. Before I even entered the giveaway, I hungrily went to some of your older posts and was happily sated. Your post during the scavenger hunt about Zipporah was so beautiful and insightful and I knew then that following your blog would be that, as well. In no way am I trying to put pressure on you. (haha) I know that God is using you in such a wonderful way. Have a great day. 🙂
I have read nearly all your books and loved them, why should this one be any different? Would love to win an ARC!
Thank you!
Looks like a great read!
I'm so glad to hear it! Thank you so much for coming by. =)
I completely agree on both counts! Good to meet you, Halita!
Good to see you, Jorie! Time certainly does fly, you're right. Hope your bookish blog is doing well, and you did indeed choose a fine time to swing by!
Oh, fun! I think I would have enjoyed TURN a lot more if I hadn't done so much research into the actual history–I got very annoyed at everything they changed, LOL. Though my hope was certainly that it got people interested in the Culpers!
So glad you enjoyed it!
Thank you, Dana!!
This sounds great…the cover and first chapter really drew me in!
I would love to win because you would be a new author to me. The cover is GORGEOUS! Bethany House is AMAZING!!!!
Hallo, Hallo Ms White! 🙂
I am finally starting to step back into the world I took a small absence from whilst getting my own bookish blog off the ground! The hours just dissolved away from me, and I've missed visiting my favourite author blogs, yours included! And, quite a happy visit for me tonight — celebrating your lovely new release! You've been quite busy these past two years! I cannot even believe it's been two years since I started blogging, but I just celebrated my blogoversary again this past March! lol Time flies!
What a lovely way to ring in a new book!
Blessings to you and I'll try to swing by a bit more often!
I have been following you on Twitter though! *winks!*
Thanks for the chance to win an arc! This sounds like a great read! I just binge watched Turn and am excited to start the Culper Ring series in the meantime =)
A wonderful read through thank you.
Roseanna! I don't know if I told you yet, but the cover is beautiful! And I love the first chapter. Can't wait to read the rest! 🙂
I know, right? They did such a fabulous job, I'm just over the moon for it. =)
I hope you enjoy it. Thank you so much for stopping by!
Hi, Susan! Best of luck to you. =)
Tweet is much appreciated–and so glad you enjoyed the first chapter. =)
Thanks, Melony!
Awesome! Best of luck!
You're very welcome, and thank you. =)
Thank you! Good luck in the giveaway!
Bethany House always does a great job, don't they?
Thanks!
I know, it's so gorgeous!! =)
And I always enjoy being found. 😉 Thanks for visiting!
Thanks for stopping by, Rachel!
Oh, that's awesome!! So glad you're enjoying them, and I hope you enjoy this one too!
I hope you do. =) Thanks so much for visiting!
And I love meeting new readers! So glad you were hooked–and that cover! I know!! I love staring at it. =) Thanks so much for coming by!
Thanks for stopping by and taking a peek, Eileen!
Mwa ha ha ha–my maniacal scheme. 😉 So glad you enjoyed it!
The cover art alone makes me want to read this!
I am looking forward to reading The Lost Heiress. Thank you for a chance to win an ARC. Doodlesink[at]hotmail.com
I'd love the opportunity to win one.
Love the chapter and I've just tweeted about it. Best of luck, Roseanna!
What lovely covers! Glad to have discovered you!
Sounds wonderful! I hope I win a copy! I also write a blog, do book reviews for two publications and love to read!
Thanks for this giveaway! Your book looks wonderful!
The cover of your books is beautiful and I can't wait to read it. I would love to win one of these ARC's! Thanks for the chance to win : )
rdewey17(at)yahoo(dot)com
As always looks great.
Thereadmaster@me.com
cant wait to read it, it looks interesting.
I love the way the cover looks! I can't wait to read this one (I'm currently in Fairchild's Lady)
I always enjoy finding a new author and would love to read your books.
I have not read any of your books yet, but they are on mt TBR list for sure! Looking forward to reading them!
So excited for this new one! About a year ago I located your first boom on my library's online catalog and ordered it; a couple days later I was grinning from a delightful story twist and scouring your website, Amazon and ny library for the rest of your books. Can't wait to read more fron you! 🙂
Thank you for sharing part of your story. I've not read any of your books before, but I hope to try one- this one included. 😀
You are a new-to-me author and I do so love meeting new writers! The first chapter of this book drew me in and I would love to read the rest of it! I am loving that cover. Thanks for the chance to win an ARC copy, blessings!
I enjoy reading historical Christian novels. Your sneak peak caught my eye. I am always on the lookout for new authors to read and support. Have a blessed day! :o)
Eileen Byron
Thanks for sharing the first chapter! Now I'm really looking forward to reading this one. 🙂
Tressa @ Wishful Endings
A happy surprise indeed. =) Thanks for coming by!
Thank you–I love it too!
I am surprised you have some left, I love to read and review these for authors, this looks to be a good story, love the cover…thanks for offer
Love the cover! Can't wait to read it!
Isn't it just?? Wait until you see the sequel on Monday. Somehow, it's even better. Which is miraculous.
The cover. To die for.
Well now, that is a fabulous reaction, LOL. =) So glad you stopped by! Crossing my fingers with you!
Thank you! Best of luck in the giveaway!
Bethany House is indeed amazing–I'm so honored to be one of their authors. =) Thank you!
When I first saw this novel coming up, my eyes literally popped open! I am so looking forward to reading, reviewing, and promoting it on our blog, bookworm2bookworm.wordpress.com. Fingers crossed to be your winner!
Thanks for the chance of winning, books sounds riveting!
Thank you for offering this!! Bethany House is an amazing company! I can't wait to read your book!! 🙂
Thank you! I'm so thrilled with the cover too–the designers at Bethany House do a fabulous job. =D
Thanks for dropping by, Jennifer!
Thanks, Samantha. =) I obviously hope you get to too, LOL.
I look forward to reading your latest book. Thanks for the giveaway!
I haven't read any of your books yet, but this new series of yours sound amazing! I also would love to get my hand on a copy of A Stray Drop Of Blood and A Soft Breath of Wind 🙂 Hopefully I'll get to read your book soon 😀
That is a lovely place to be. =) Thanks for stopping by!
Thanks, Danielle! The designers at Bethany House did an AMAZING job with this one! And do come back on Monday to see its sequel. Totally breathtaking!
Thank you, and my pleasure!
Oh, I hope so! Brook was a lot of fun to write. =)
I'm really looking forward to reading this book!! I put it on my Top TBR list as soon as I saw it. 😀 Thanks for the giveaway.
Your book covers are gorgeous! Can't wait to read one. Heading to Goodreads 🙂
Oh, this sounds like a wonderful novel, Roseanna! 🙂 Thanks for the excerpt and for holding the giveaway!
Intriguing beginning. Sounds like a character we cannot help relating to.
Thank you, Lyssa! It's pretty awesome to be a Bethany House author–I'm in such amazing company!
Exactly what we like to hear. =) Glad you enjoyed the chapter–and good luck!
That's what summer's for, right?? 😉
Thanks, Amelia!
They are pretty fun to own. =) Good luck, Edward, to you and your wife!
Thank you for offering this give-a-way! I haven't read your work before and am always excited about new Bethany House authors! Praying for you!
This is the first comment of yours I see. Sorry about that–hate it when Blogger eats comments!
I would love to win this book. This book sounds like my type of book. Thank you and Bethany House for this giveaway. The first chapter got me hooked. I can't wait to read the book when it releases.
Cool nice summer of reading. kamundsen44[at]yahoo.com Kim
This sounds like an amazing book! I cannot wait to read it! It is know on my to read list!
I would love to win this book for my wife. I think she would enjoy it and also get a kick out of owning an ARC.
I do hope you received my first post. Blessings to you.
I love the cover of this book and it sounds great too. It will definitely be on my wishlist.
Sheri
Thank you for stopping by!
Thank you, Susan! (And you share a name with one of author friends whose books are also great, LOL. Thought at first you were her!)
LOL. Take it up with Random.org on that count, but I sure hope you're not disappointed!
Oh, how exciting to hear! Thanks!!
Thank you, Cynthia! I had a lot of fun with Fairchild's Lady. =) Hope you get a chance to read Brook's story–the original was my first completed novel, was I was only 13! (It almost still bears a resemblance to that version. Almost. LOL)
thanks for the chance to win!
This book sounds great.
So excited to read this! You never disappoint. 🙂 (So, don't disappoint me now – I want to win! Haha!)
I have already ordered my copy, but would love to read it early!
I have read Fairchild's Lady, and you are a wonderful writer. I would love to read this one.
My pleasure, Kimberly!
This sounds wonderful! Can't wait to read it! Thank you for the opportunity for an ARC!!
Aw, love my Blog Flower!
I love meeting potential new readers. Good luck in the giveaway!
Thank you, Kim! I'm super excited for it to come out. =)
Best of luck!
Thanks for stopping by, Carrie! And the folks at Bethany House deserve the credit for the idea. =D
That first chapter is FABULOUS – and reminds me once again why I LOVE your writing. Would love to win, of course (but reading that first chapter makes me feel like I already have!).
You are a new author to me. I would love to win!
Great first chapter, I can't wait to read the rest of the book!
I'd love to win this!
What a great giveaway! Thanks 🙂
I hope you get the chance! Best of luck in the giveaway. =)
Aren't they though? And a girl sure can!
Good to see you, Kathleen! It's been awhile!
Thank you, Jasmine!
Thank you, Janella! I'm so excited about this one. =D
Fingers crossed for you! Thanks for stopping by, Cindy. =) And there will be a new option to click on the giveaway tab on Monday, when I unveil the cover of the next one!
Talk about a high compliment! Thanks, Annette. =)
I've been blessed by your books. I also love recommending them to some folks who tend to think Christian fiction isn't as well written as it could be. 🙂
Love all your books. Hope I finally win.
Sounds great! Thanks for offering ARC's and congrats on your upcoming novel.
Janella
Thanks for the opportunity to win a copy of "The Lost Heiress" – Roseanna!! I would love to read it!!
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Sounds wonderful! Congrats on the upcoming release!
Blessings!
Jasmine
YaY! Another of your stories hot off the press ready to read! I'm in. Kathleen ~ Lane Hill House
Ahh!! Bethany House is the best! It would make my day to get one of these ARCs. (Of course, I'll still buy a copy, but a girl can dream of winning one early, right?)