Siblings and Romance (your brothers have friends *wink*) by Bronwen Evans + Giveaway
I always wanted an older brother when I reached my teens…
Why I hear you all ask? Think about. What do older brothers have? They have friends! Your brother’s friend who has smoldering good looks, with a body that makes you drool, and a voice that haunts your dreams, was something definitely missing from my life. I’m one of five girls. No brothers in my family.
Perhaps that’s why I gravitated towards romance novels where the heroine falls in love with her brother’s best friend.
I particularly liked the fact that the best friend i.e. Hero, knows the heroine because he’d been around while they were growing up. I love it when the brother’s best friend hasn’t noticed her at all until, bam, she walks in one day all grown up!
I’m about to release a brother’s best friend romance set in Regency times. INVITATION TO PASSION.
My heroine, Madeline Knight, is in love with her brother’s best friend, Richard Craven. However, the story has a bit of a twist. Richard has also been her best friend for most of her life too. When Maddy was thirteen, he saved her, the traitors daughter, from the neighborhood bullies and promised to be her friend.
It isn’t until Maddy reaches the ripe age of seventeen that she notices Richard is more than delicious. Something is changing and she doesn’t know how to stop it. She doesn’t understand the rioting feelings she experiences every time she sees him. Richard, unfortunately, doesn’t seem to notice that she’s grown up at all, he only has eyes for Sarah…
Madeline knocked hard on the door. She waited but there was no response. She pressed her ear to the door, but could hear nothing through the thick walnut.
Feeling like a burglar not wanting to be caught, she tentatively opened the door. “Richard, are you there…”
Although there was no response to her greeting, this time she heard the soft, breathy cries of a lady. Sarah sounded like she was in pain.
What on earth was Richard doing to her?
Not wishing anyone who ventured into the hall to see or hear, she stepped into the room and closed the door rather loudly behind her. Surely this would announce her presence.
The room was dimly lit, but she could make out two people on the settee. They still appeared not to have heard or seen her.
“Ahem,” she tried with an added cough. She knew not to look at the couple, but the quest for knowledge of what went on between a man and woman, overrode all sense of propriety.
She stood mesmerized. Richard had discarded his jacket and waistcoat. They lay thrown behind him on the floor, as if he’d disrobed in a hurry. His shirt was on, much to her disappointment, although Maddy was too scared to acknowledge that thought.
He knelt on the floor, leaning over Sarah who lay prone on the settee. Maddy moved closer and gasped, her hand flying to her mouth. Sarah’s gown lay in folds of silk at her waist, her breasts bare. Sarah had her hands in Richard’s thick, glossy hair, holding him indecently close. Richard’s mouth appeared to be suckling her breast like a babe.
Maddy tore her gaze away from the erotic sight to look worriedly at the door. The situation was scandalous and Lord Wrentham would have every right to challenge Richard if he entered.
The image of Richard fighting a duel and his subsequent injury or death spurred her on. She gathered her composure, moved closer, and in a loud voice uttered, “I hate to interrupt but-”
Richard barely lifted his head from Sara’s breast. “Go away, brat” he growled.
“Believe me I’d love to but-”
“Christ, not now, Maddy. What the hell are you doing in here?” Richard’s sat back on the balls of his feet, still on his knees at Sarah’s feet. Lady Wrentham had no chance to cover herself. Maddy experienced spiteful joy upon seeing Sarah’s bosom was not as voluptuous as her own.
Then she looked back at a very angry Richard.
She couldn’t seem to get her lungs to work. Her breath choked in her throat as she soaked in the beauty of the naked expanse of rippling stomach and muscled chest displayed through the flaps of Richard’s open shirt.
He rose to his feet, anger scoring his handsome features. “This better be important or by god I’ll put you over my knee. Do you realize how inappropriate it is for you to be in here.”
Maddy’s temper flared. “Not as inappropriate as seducing another man’s wife.”
Needless to say, Maddy’s intervention in Richard’s liaison has consequences. Guess who gets caught in a compromising situation with Richard and I’ll give you a copy of book one in the Invitation to series, INVITATION TO RUIN? (book or eBook format. Open internationally.)
WINNER CHOSEN BELOW – Evelyn!
New Zealander Bronwen Evans grew up loving books. She’s always indulged her love for story-telling, and is constantly gobbling up movies, books and theatre. Her head is filled with characters and stories, particularly lovers in angst. Is it any wonder she’s a proud romance writer?
She writes both historical and contemporary sexy romances for the modern woman who likes intelligent, spirited heroines, and compassionate alpha heroes. Her debut Regency romance, Invitation to Ruin WON the RomCon 2012 Readers Crown Best Historical and was an RT Reviewers’ Choice Nominee Best First Historical 2011. To Dare the Duke of Dangerfield was a FINALIST in the Kindle Book Review Indie Romance Book of the Year 2012. Look out for her first Entangled Publishing Indulgence release in late 2012, The Italian Conte’s Reluctant Bride.
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