Pure of Heart
by Auria
Jourdain
GENRE: Historical
Romance
BLURB:
A ghost child left to
die in a French forest, Contesse Blanchefort seeks her long-buried past after
her adoptive father dies at the Bastille. Embarking on a quest across England
with a pagan woman and a rogue Gypsy, Contesse falls ill in London, and her
companions are forced to seek help. With overwhelming compassion, physician’s
apprentice Eric McEwan nurses Contesse back to health, but discovers that her
exotic accent and pale features set his heart ablaze...her mere touch brands
his soul. Passion blooms as the two discover their love for one another—with
disastrous consequences.
Upon his expulsion from
Cambridge, Eric must battle his domineering grandfather’s wrath. When family
tragedy strikes, he must return to his provincial home and confront his abusive
past. Carrying on with her quest, Contesse struggles to free herself from her
childhood as sinister details are revealed. Without Eric, she’s lost. But love
is strong...can they conquer their demons to find one another again?
Excerpt:
Eric wished the Earth would swallow
him whole. He’d spent his entire life under the control of his father, and when
he moved to London, he set out to finally be his own man. But here he was…still
living under someone else's reign, always a disappointment and never able to
please. His grandfather had the money and power to sabotage his entire future.
And what did I do...a grown man? I stood there and let him berate me! Eric hated his grandfather—but most of all,
he despised himself.
Ripping the cravat from his neck, he
jerked his overcoat and vest from his person and threw them to the hay-covered
floor. Bellowing in fury, he picked up a stray horseshoe from the dirty straw,
hurling it through a window with savage force. He sank to the floor and buried
his head in his hands, anguish piercing his heart.
A few moments later, Contesse opened
the barn door. Eric looked up at her, staring at her intently. Tears whispered
at her lashes, and he chastised himself. Here he was, sitting on the dirty
ground, feeling sorry for himself. She didn’t deserve a man as cowardly as him.
Realizing he said the words out loud, he scowled.
With her head held high, Contesse
padded over to him in her bare stockings and sat on her haunches, grabbing his
hands. “You are more than worthy of me, Eric. Edouard Blanchefort would be
proud I’ve chosen a good man with a pure heart.”
AUTHOR BIO:
History buff, Francophile, and hopeless romantic that
demands an HEA—it’s the perfect mixture for writing romance! With fond
childhood memories of reading on quiet afternoons, I loved the "happily
ever after" sweet teen romances, but I quickly plunged into the world of
historical romance—my get-away-from-real-life transporter. Add in a degree in
Political Studies with six years of French, and twenty years later, I’m living
my dream. With three published novels, 7 finished, and several more in my head,
I have years of work ahead of me!
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