Title: The Viscount’s Vow

Author: Collette Cameron

Genre: Historical Romance

Number of Pages: 430

Publisher: Soul Mate Publishing

Buy Link: Amazon: http://amzn.com/B00EZ8RBN2/

Amidst murder and betrayal, destiny and hearts collide when scandal forces a nobleman and a gypsy to marry in this Regency Romance.

Half Romani, half English noblewoman, Evangeline Caruthers is the last woman in England Ian Hamilton, the Viscount Warrick, could ever love—an immoral wanton responsible for his brother’s and father’s deaths. She thinks he’s a foul-tempered blackguard, who after setting out to cause her downfall, finds himself forced to marry her—snared in the trap of his own making.

When Vangie learns the marriage ceremony itself may have been a ruse, she flees to her gypsy relatives, declaring herself divorced from Ian under Romani law. He pursues her to the gypsy encampment, and when the handsome gypsy king offers to take Ian’s place in Vangie’s bed, jealousy stirs hot and dangerous.

At last, under a balmy starlit sky, Ian and Vangie breech the chasm separating them. Peril lurks though. Ian’s the last in his line, and his stepmother intends to dispose of the newlyweds so her daughter can inherit his estate. Only by trusting each other can they overcome scandal and murderous betrayal

Gypsy Encampment River Scene- The Viscount’s Vow

(Excerpt)

Ian lifted his hands in supplication. “I do love you. I wanted to tell you, tried to tell you the day we first explored the gardens together.”

Vangie’s thoughts skipped to that morning. Ian had opened his mouth to say something, more than once in fact. She’d thought his inability to speak was caused by renewed grief brought on by discussing Geoff’s duel with the duke.

A thought flashed, unbidden into her mind. She stood stark still.

Lord, no.

Her head whirled. She clutched a nearby oak to steady herself. She must be wrong. Oh, God, please let me be wrong. She wasn’t though, and she knew it with every fiber of her being.

“Vangie? Are you all right?”

“Lord, how you must be laughing.” Her voice shook with the strength of her emotion. “The duke . . . your brother . . . the woman whose honor he defended. It was me, wasn’t it?”

Ian paled beneath his tan, his slate eyes rounding in guilt. He closed them briefly, as if he couldn’t bear to look at her.

It made sense now.

She continued, speaking to herself. “That’s why I never saw either of them again. Geoff called the duke out. They both died— because of me.”

She lifted her gaze to Ian, accusing him with her eyes. He sucked in his breath.

“You knew, Ian, and that’s why you sought me. You said you were determined to meet me. You planned on leaving me half-naked in the retiring room, didn’t you?”

“Vangie, I had a change of heart—”

So, he as much as admits it. She’d rather he denied it.

She shook her head, and grimaced.

“I’d be ruined with no hope of atonement. But you didn’t leave soon enough and were caught in your own trap.”

She heard a laugh, a pathetic gut-wrenching, agony filled laugh ending on a sob. Was that her? He’d reduced her to this. “No wonder you were furious.”

“Sweeting, I’ll admit. I was at first but. . .”

Vangie turned her back to him. Blasted waterworks. She scrunched her eyes tight against the stinging. Clenching her hands, she bit her lip to stop the sobs struggling to escape. Ian Warrick didn’t deserve her tears.

She would cry no more for him. She knew what she must do. “Just leave, Ian. You can’t hurt me anymore.”

Sucking in a shaky break, her voice devoid of any life, Vangie delivered the death blow.

“I hate you.”

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Author Bio:

A life-long Oregonian, Collette Cameron was born and raised in a small town along the northern Oregon coast. Today she makes her home in a rural community, 30 minutes west of Portland.
Her Victorian farmhouse sits on a one-acre certified wildlife habit, interspersed with a plethora of gardens: English, rose, butterfly, rock, water, and of course, vegetable.

A voracious reader of romance since her teens, she even named her daughter after a heroine in her favorite romance novel. An enthusiast of times gone by, and anything related to romance, she writes Historical Romance, with a dash of inspiration, a pinch of humor, and a liberal portion of suspense.

Having dabbled in interior decorating in her youth, Collette returned to school, graduating summa cum laude from Oregon State University, and went on to obtain her Master’s Degree in Teaching. She is member of Romance Writers of America, Rose City Romance Writers, The Beau Monde, and Love Faith and Hope, Inc., and a whole slew of other author/writer groups.

Some of Collette’s favorite things include unique blends of coffees and teas, trivia, Cadbury Milk Chocolate, inspirational quotes, and scented candles. Her Christian faith, husband, three adult children, and five miniature dachshunds round out her life quite nicely!

When she’s not teaching or writing, she is a content and copy/line editor for an Ebook publisher, enjoys amateur photography, bird watching, gardening, interior decorating, rock-hunting, boating or fishing on the Columbia River, and reading of course.

I didn’t even have this one on my schedule–it happens sometimes.  But I will make good on this review.  I am intrigued, aren’t you?  If you are interested, please follow the entire tour.

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