Veiled Passions--Guest Tish Westwood!

Tish Westwood is a fellow Samhain author who writes historical romance with fire and passion. Her debut novel Scarlet Kisses is now in paperback. Please welcome Tish!

When you walk on the wild side of society, the greatest danger could be to your own heart.

Passions Unveiled, Book 1

Alyssum Rosewood has just come to a shocking realization. Her life is boring. Visions of spinsterhood dancing in her head, she dons a dramatic red gown and sneaks out to attend Lady Brook’s infamous masquerade ball, where a gentleman sweeps her into his arms and steals a kiss that reveals a passion she never dreamed existed. But then she learns his identity—the reckless and improper Viscount Lambert, her overprotective brother’s best friend.

Robert Lambert finds the lady in red captivating. Her kiss quickens his heart and her innocent yet wicked touch sets his body on fire. But she slips from his grasp and flees before he can remove her mask. Come hell or high scandal, he will find his fiery little temptress.

Certain Robert will be horrified to learn she is the woman whose shocking behavior aroused his lust, Alyssum desperately tries to hide the truth deep in her heart. But with every look, every touch, every kiss, she comes ever closer to throwing caution to the wind…

This book contains a hidden love, a possessive brother, scoundrels and fistfights. A scarlet gown, ladies sneaking into taverns and a heroine who has just been awakened into the world of pleasure. 

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As Robert took the brandy from the tray, he tried to dull out his sudden anger at seeing Alyssum flirting with Duke. He had never seen her like that, smiling, grinning at another man. He now wondered how many men she had flirted with when he never even thought about Alyssum with men. She had always just been Alyssum to him. Simple, infuriating, beautiful Alyssum.

“Robert, are you all right?” Harry asked as he and Duke appeared beside him.

“I’m fine.” He took a sip of his drink. “Boring night, is it not?”

“I’ve found it quite eventful,” Duke replied.

“Robert, Lisa Knight is here tonight,” Harry informed him.

“Great. Just what I needed.” He looked over to the doorway in time to see Alyssum leaving the room, probably on her way to view Lord Avery’s art collection. He drank the rest of the brandy in one gulp and set the empty glass on the table. “Excuse me,” he muttered and stalked away.

Robert’s boots thudded over the floor as he made his way to the cause of his anger. Alyssum stood smiling beside Violet and Jackson in Avery’s gallery. Jackson’s gaze caught his as he approached and his friend frowned, obviously noticing the anger in Robert’s gaze. He stepped forward, leaving the girls to stand before Robert.

“What are you doing?” he muttered, but Robert ignored him, stepped around him and stood before Alyssum.

“Enjoying yourself?” he asked.

Alyssum’s smile slipped as she looked up at Robert. “It’s a nice evening, yes.”

Violet and Jackson both watched them carefully.

“Enjoy speaking with Duke?”

A crease furrowed Alyssum’s brow as she answered. “Yes.”

“It seemed you did.”

“What are you getting at?” She took an angry step forward, tilting her head back to look at him.

“Nothing. You just seemed quite a natural at flirting with Duke.”

Jackson groaned behind him, while Violet’s eyes widened as she watched intently.

“Excuse me?” Alyssum whispered with wrath and took another step forward. “I was doing what?”

“Flirting.” He nodded with a tight smile. “You did it quite well. Looking to become a duchess?”

“Oh.” Alyssum breathed deeply and shook her head. “You’re one to talk. How many women have you flirted with?”

“Lost count.” Robert shrugged.

“How many women have you snuck out onto the terrace with during dinners, luncheons, balls?”

“Why do you ask?” He took a step forward, almost brushing her chest with his. “Would you like to join me on the terrace?” he spoke quietly to her.

“Oh, no,” Violet whispered and looked around to check that no one else was in gallery.

Alyssum, no longer able to speak in her rage, raised her foot and brought it down hard on Robert’s boot. She smiled as Robert cringed and groaned.

“Anything else you would like to say?” she demanded.

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Tish Westwood has been writing short tales since a young age. She once wrote about monsters hiding under the bed but when her sister placed a romance novel into her hand those stories swiftly became about two people falling in love and living happily ever after. When she's not writing romance novels she's usually reading one. 

Scarlet Kisses is her debut novel. She lives in Australia with her family and two cats that like to walk along her laptop while she's working.

She loves to hear from her readers at tishbook@hotmail.com or you can visit her blog www.romanceonfire.blogspot.com