Blurb:

Edmund

Rushwood is a single English lord in possession of a great fortune who is in

desperate need of a rich wife.

In

accordance with his father’s will, Edmund has until he turns twenty-six to find

a wealthy bride or lose his vast inheritance. To retain his selfish lifestyle,

he agrees to join an American dating game show to find the woman who can save

him. He doesn’t bargain on meeting Abby Forester, an impoverished, spirited

American woman who is content to live out her father’s dreams in his vintage

record shop.

With

covert intervention from an unlikely source, Abby lands on the dating game show

as one of Edmund’s potential brides. As their worlds entangle and love begins

to bloom, Abby discovers Edmund cannot marry her and retain his wealth at the

same time. Will love keep them together, or will greed triumph and tear them

apart?

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Excerpt:

He

smiled. “Just say thank you, and we’ll call it even.”

For a

long moment, she stared at him, mouth agape, not sure if this was some sort of

British humor she didn’t understand. Well, she supposed it didn’t cost her

anything to give him what he wanted. “Thank you.”

His

smile widened. “I thought American girls were all about, uhm,” he paused, his

gaze sliding to her slightly parted lips, “…affectionate forms of

appreciation.”

Abby

exhaled. Did he really expect her to kiss him? Well, she wasn’t going to, no

matter how many times her gaze wandered to his mouth. “I don’t know you, and

you certainly don’t know me, Mr. —”

“Lord,”

he corrected her with the slightest conceited bow. “Lord Rushwood.”

She

resisted the urge to roll her eyes. “Pardon me. Lord Rushwood.”

“You

may still call me Edmund.”

This

time she brought her hands to her face, ready to let out a frustrated scream.

He didn’t move as she parted her fingers and peeked through them. Growing more

annoyed, she dropped her hands to her sides and squared her shoulders.

“I

have thanked you…Edmund, so I will not be wrapping my arms around your neck and

inviting you up for a night of, whatever you call it in England—”

“Rogering?

Shagging?”

She

closed her eyes and brought in a therapeutic breath. “Never mind,” she replied,

trying to extinguish the blush spreading like a wildfire into her face.

Author Bio:

I was

born in historical Appomattox, Virginia. After graduating from high school, I

joined the military and served five years in the active duty Army. After

leaving, I decided to go into the Ohio Air National Guard where I retired as a

Master Sergeant in 2011. In case you were wondering, I have never flown a

plane. After getting lost to the recruiter’s office, I was highly discouraged

from navigating one.

I

admit, I am an avid Jane Austen fan and try to incorporate her in my books, in

one way or another. This dream of writing, with Jane sometimes, is an exciting

adventure that may take me as far as the stars or as close as my computer.

When

I’m not writing, I’m spending time with my husband and two boys, ages 12 and

10. Without their sacrifice and understanding, I would have never been able to

pursue my passion of writing or my accomplishment of becoming a published

author.

No

matter what I write and read, there ALWAYS has to be a happy ending.

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