Reader's Edyn: Blitz: Married to the Earl (The Wallflower Brides #3) by Samantha Holt

**Married to the Earl by Samantha Holt**

Good Morning, Everyone! So thrilled to see you all today! We have another new-to-me author and book today! Please allow me to feature on the blog Samantha Holt and her latest release, MARRIED TO THE EARL …

**MARRIED TO THE EARL**

**BIO**

USA Today Bestselling author Samantha Holt lives in a small village in England with her twin girls and a dachshund called Duke. If you’re not sure where to start why not try…

▶ Amelia and the Viscount (Bluestocking Brides #1) for a fun, slightly hot shorter length read. Meet the Chadwick sisters and follow their adventures in each of their standalone stories.

▶ You’re the Rogue That I Want (Rogues of Redmere #1) is a longer read with heat, witty dialogue, a feisty heroine and adventure. All books in the series are standalone.

▶ Sinful Confessions is the first in the Cynfell Brothers Series. These are all novella length and standalone–ideal for a quick dip into the world of the sexy Cynfell brothers.

▶ Wake Me With a Kiss is a sweet, fairytale romance. Twists on Beauty and the Beast and Cinderella are also available if you love a clean, fun read.

▶ To Steal a Highlander’s Heart is a full length dive into the world of sexy highlanders. For those who love braw Scots, some steamy scenes, and medieval romance, this series is a perfect escape.

To find out more about Ms. Holt, please visit:

**MARRIED TO THE EARL**

Publication date: February 10, 2020

Series: The Wallflower Brides #3
Genres: Adult, Historical, Romance

**BLURB**

Going from vivacious society belle to widow wallflower can leave a lady wanting…

Joanna Lockhart is trapped in a mire of grief and boredom. Still recovering from the sudden death of her husband, the beautiful widow is tired of being treated like a fragile porcelain doll. But when a severe illness nearly claims her life, Joanna finds the perfect outlet for her natural vitality—a charity.

Unfortunately, her sudden interest in all things philanthropic is marred by the presence of one Ambrose Creassey. For some unknown reason, this handsome cad has decided to cast aside his reputation as a rake, and take up the mantel of charitable patron.

As the Earl of Newhaven, Ambrose has enjoyed his life of delicious debauchery. But recently the earl has hungered for more noble pursuits. A charity seems to be the perfect outlet for his newfound desire to be more than just a rake. And of course, he doesn’t mind the aid of a beautiful, well-connected woman like Joanna… Especially when he cannot resist riling her a time or two.

After all, she does rise so beautifully to the challenge.

Focusing on their work is harder than either of them thought. There’s no denying the attraction between them, but is Ambrose truly prepared to cast aside his hedonistic history? And even if he does, is Joanna ready for a new love?

**EXCERPT**

Once they exited the rotunda, they continued down what was known as the dark walk, moving farther away from the chatter and noise of visitors. She sucked in a breath as strains of music reached them amongst the lit trees.

“What is it?”

She pressed a finger to her lips and tilted her head. “One of my favorite songs to dance to.”

“Ah.”

“I cannot wait to dance again.”

“Why wait?”

“Pardon?”

He took her in his arms before she could fathom his intentions. A strong arm banded about her waist to hold her firmly against him and he took her hand. The breath vanished from her lungs at his proximity.

They were entirely alone on this path, making every sensation, every touch of his body, of his fingers, seem entirely more scandalous somehow. He moved his feet and she had no choice but to follow. She was widowed and should not be dancing, however, there was nothing she wanted to do more than be swept up in his arms in this magical setting.

Joanna closed her eyes for a few steps, allowing herself to disappear into the moment and forget that she was a widow, that her life had not gone the way she planned. She was an innocent debutante, full of hope, sharing her first dance with this enigmatic, handsome lord.

When she opened her eyes, she found him staring at her. “What is it?” she asked softly.

“It is hard not to look at you,” he confessed. “You fascinate me.”

She smiled. “I do not think anyone has ever said that to me before.”

To be certain, she had been called handsome and beautiful and a few other flattering words, but never fascinating.

“I am glad I could be the first.”

It was only when he moved a hand to touch her face did she realize they had stopped dancing. Goodness knows, her head still spun. He remained close, his hand on the small of her back. The faint pressure there made her feel protected yet aflame, as though she were standing too close to a fire, but she knew his hold on her would prevent anything from happening. She had never had to take risks in her life before—everything always happened so easily for her.

But, tonight—even if it was just tonight—she wanted to take that leap into the flames.

“Kiss me,” she urged.

“As you bid.”

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