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Sinfully decadent Anthony Kennington, Viscount Hastings, lives for pleasure—and he rues the day when he must wed and produce an heir. But he is not a man who runs from danger, and when he chances upon an enchanting gypsy maiden in the woods hounded by bandits, he leaps to her defense. Now, surely, there is but one place for the injured and unconscious lovely to properly recuperate: in his bed.

Sabrina is shocked when she awakens in an opulent bedchamber, nursed in every way by a dashing gentleman. She knows she must leave the haven of Anthony’s home at once, even though her life is still in grave danger—though a different kind of peril awaits her in the viscount’s arms. If Sabrina surrenders to this handsome rogue, she will be an outcast. Yet does she dare ignore the future that’s written on his palm—the promise of a shared lifetime of love and ecstasy?

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I’m a romantic at heart. I’m also practical. I love having a house and garden, job security. Would I give it all up for love? Probably not. I guess that goes against the happily-ever-after (HEA) theme that characterizes romance novels. It’s not that I don’t believe in HEA. I do! I certainly wouldn’t dedicate my writing life to a subject I wasn’t passionate about. But in order to achieve that HEA, in both fiction and real life, there has to be sacrifice.

How much would you give up to be with the one you love? That’s the question I tackle in my historical romance novel A FORRBIDEN LOVE. First published in 2006 by Avon Books, the tale of star-crossed lovers is back in print. In the original draft, my heroine, Sabrina, was a lost princess. Escaping her turbulent homeland, she was attacked as a child, her escorts murdered, and abandoned in the woods. A band of Gypsies found her and raised her as one of their own.

This ending allowed my hero and heroine to unite at the end of the story without prejudice from society. But then I thought: what if she wasn’t a princess? What then? I came to the conclusion that giving her royal blood was the easy way out, and so I scratched the idea. Instead, Sabrina remained a Gypsy. She and the hero, Anthony, had to confront regency society and all its prejudices head on, and I raised the question: what would you give up for love? I thought that question was far more compelling, and I hope the end result is both moving and inspiring.

Have you sacrificed something or someone important for love? What would you give up for love? If fictional characters have to make a big sacrifice in order to be together, does this enrich your reading experience and strengthen your belief in “love conquers all”? Or does it take away from the fantasy? Please share your thoughts. One reader will receive a FREE e-book copy of A FORBIDDEN LOVE.

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