A Gentleman and a Rogue

Friday, January 18, 2013

Save the Date: 20-25 for the Coffee & Chocolate Contest/Giveaway featuring my steampunk romance novel



Hi all - save the date for my JAN 2013 Coffee & Chocolate Contest. It's coming up: 20-25 JAN.  Here's the skinny:

My bi-monthly coffee and chocoalte contest/giveaway will feature my novel - "A Gentleman and a Rogue."

Grand Prize: a GC to Starbucks, a coffee mug, a box of chocolate, magnets,  and a Lori Powell original book bag.  Every day there will be a giveaway post where I'll be giving away a GC or a PDF copy of a free read or a novel.

All you have to do to enter is visit my FACEBOOK FAN PAGE between 20-25 JAN and leave a comment on the Coffee & Chocolate posts. Winners will be announced on my Facebook fan page and on my official website (http://www.stephanieburkhart.com) on 26 JAN.

Link to FB Fan Page: https://www.facebook.com/StephanieBurkhartAuthor

Any questions, just ask.


BOOK 2 of "The Windsor Diaries" - "A Gentleman and A Rogue" is now on sale! It's the 2nd steampunk romance series.

Reviews: "I was hooked in it and did not want it to end. All of you romantic historical fans don’t miss this one – it is a winner." - 5 Stars, Trudi LoPreto for Reader's Favorites
ENJOY THIS EXCERPT:
The song ended and Edmund grabbed her hand, tugging her toward the nearest hallway. At first, she wanted to protest; call out for her father and defy Edmund's wishes, but then reason kicked in. She wanted -- no, needed -- answers. And, she had plenty of questions. 

They entered the main wing, and passed two rooms before Edmund opened a door and dragged her inside. Books littered the shelves. The library. A beam of light from a full moon shined through the window, casting Edmund's features in sharp, contrasting shadows. He leaned against the door and crossed his arms. His eyes narrowed, giving his expression a dark, hard edge. He looked like a devil in this moment. She steeled her shoulders, ready to do battle with him. 

Silence grew between them as they both set their postures. Damn Edmund. She wanted to kiss the devil senseless. Thankfully, she still had her wits. 

"What are you doing with Jonas Byron?" Edmund's voice was cold and exact. 

"Dancing." She surprised herself with the ease of her retort. 

"Looked more like flirting to me." 

"Jealous?" 

A muscle twitched in his jaw. "No." 

"You are a horrible liar." 

"Keira, you can't trust him." 

She placed her hands on her hips. "Curious, you're the second man tonight to tell me that." 

"Grayson has your best interests at heart. You need to listen to him."

"He's been missing for four years." She paused, glaring at him. "Like you have. And I thought you weren't coming back."

"I'm here now, and I'm not leaving you again."

She tilted her head and laughed. Oh, yes, he'd leave her again, and she had no intention of letting her heart get broken.

Edmund lunged forward, placed his hands on her waist, and pulled her against the length of his hard, muscled body, trapping her arms between them so her hands rested on his chest. His emerald eyes flamed with desire. Her heart turned over in response. His unique scent, spice and currants, weakened her resolve. As her memories flooded through her mind, her lips ached for his.

"God, Keira, don't test me like this."


PUBLISHER'S BUY LINK:
http://stores.desertbreezepublishing.com/-strse-366/The-Windsor-Diaries-Book/Detail.bok





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