No Ordinary Lyon: Lyon’s Den Connected World
Sometimes you choose love… Sometimes it chooses you.
Captain Gideon Tyler, a second son and former soldier has returned scarred from the war. Years of lost memory make it hard for him to rebuild his life. His mother adds to the burden, expecting him to marry. Him! With no title and a flawed memory!
Then comes a chance encounter at the Lyon’s Den
Miss Violet Barnet considers herself forward thinking and independent. But when her cousin Patience makes a deal with the notorious Mrs. Dove-Lyon to find Violet a husband, she goes along with the plan.
Mrs. Dove-Lyon arranges several meetings with gentlemen, but none of them are the man she met briefly and cannot forget.
Over several meetings at the Lyon’s Den, the connection between Gideon and Violet continues to grow, but someone else is working against their relations. When Violet is put in sudden danger, Gideon steps up and offers his protection.
Can Gideon and Violet overcome the obstacles put before them, to allow love at first sight to fully bloom in their hearts?
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Excerpt:
Gideon only had time to give a short bow before the woman left to mingle with her gentlemen guests. As he continued forward a woman on the observation gallery above lifted a flute of champagne to her lips. She was enough of a distraction to cause him to pause his stride while he took a moment to gaze up at this unknown woman.
Her blonde hair was swept up into a pleasing coiffure and reminded him of the color of honey. Warm and inviting. Blue silk draped her body and a ribbon in a darker hue was tied beneath her breasts that peeked from the square neckline of her gown. Such a temptation was surely sinful and he gulped hard, realizing how long it had been since a lady had held his interest. She raised a flute to her lips again with gloved fingertips and he wondered if her skin would be soft in his hands without the linen covering them.
She continued to stand there as regal as a queen as she observed the men below her as they gambled. A solitary figure that made him wonder why she was all alone and without any lady friend at her side. And then she turned her attention in his direction and Gideon swore time stood still as she examined him with what might be interest. What color were those eyes of hers? Blue, perhaps? From this distance it was hard to tell but he swore that he had never seen a lovelier lady in his entire life. And then the realization of his station in life made him once again regret that he held no title and was only a scarred second son. He adjusted the patch over his eye to ensure it was still in place.
“Who is that?” Leopold said, clearly interested in the woman, and Gideon gave a start. He’d forgotten that his friend was even by his side.
“Never seen her before,” Gideon mumbled, still unable to take his eyes off the beauty above them.
“She must be in the market for a husband if she’s standing there by herself. Obviously Mrs. Dove-Lyon wants this lady to be seen so she can make a possible match.”
Gideon watched as the woman finally tore her eyes away from his as though breaking the spell that had momentarily connected them. She left the balcony and with her leaving, a gaggle of women immediately took her place at the railing.