Determined to help her father with his political career, Jocelyn sets aside dreams of love until she meets a mysterious gentleman with dangerous secrets. Working undercover, Grant’s only suspect for a murder conspiracy is the father of a lady who is getting increasingly hard to ignore. They must work together to find the assassins. England’s future hangs in the balance…and so does their love.
Donna Hatch is the author of the best-selling “Rogue Hearts Series,” and a winner of writing awards such as The Golden Quill and the International Digital Award. A hopeless romantic and adventurer at heart, she discovered her writing passion at the tender age of 8 and has been listening to those voices ever since. She has become a sought-after workshop presenter, and also juggles freelance editing, multiple volunteer positions, and most of all, her six children (seven, counting her husband). A native of Arizona who recently transplanted to the Pacific Northwest, she and her husband of over twenty years are living proof that there really is a happily ever after.Determined to help her father with his political career, Jocelyn sets aside dreams of love until she meets a mysterious gentleman with dangerous secrets. Working undercover, Grant’s only suspect for a murder conspiracy is the father of a lady who is getting increasingly hard to ignore. They must work together to find the assassins. England’s future hangs in the balance…and so does their love.
Facts About the Author
1. . I will never forget ...how scary it
was to submit my first manuscript
2. The Best thing about writing is ...that moment when I know the story is working. Writing "The End" is a very close second
2. The Best thing about writing is ...that moment when I know the story is working. Writing "The End" is a very close second
Excerpt:
Grant hung back, saying nothing, except a nod when
Jocelyn introduced him. As she spoke to Lucy, Grant picked a tiny wildflower,
crouched down, and presented it solemnly to little Flora. She took it, just as
solemnly, and curtsied. His expression softened. Flora smiled. Two year-old
Mary approached shyly, and did a little twisting kind of dance, chewing her lip
and eyeing Grant expectantly. Kneeling to get eye-level with her, he offered
her a flower as well. She beamed and accepted his gift as if he’d handed her a
treasure.
His eyes softened and his mouth curved. A smile.
Jocelyn’s heart turned into the consistency of warm
pudding. The crusty Grant Amesbury was gentle with children. And he’d smiled.
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