Some of you may remember Vikki from when she (as Vikki McCombie) and her book A New Beginning for Nancy were featured on my blog. I’m pleased to welcome her back to share the journey of her novel Lost Pleasures Found.
P.P.S. Isn’t that cover gorgeous?!
Thanks Keiti for having me on your blog today. [I’m happy you’re here! – K.J.] It’s always a pleasure. I originally wrote Lost Pleasures Found in 2010, before I knew anything about writing. The story came to me in late 2009 after reading a book, and I went around for months saying “Somebody need to write that book.” I ended up with some time off from my job in June 2010 and decided to spend two hours a day writing it. Three weeks later I had an 80,000-word manuscript. Obviously, I spend way more than two hours a day, more like twelve. The story flew onto the pages! Wish that would happen again!
That’s went the real work began. I spent months re-writing it, trying to get it in shape. I sent it out to agents and publishers and received plenty of rejection letters. Then my husband told me of a publisher a friend of his used. Not knowing any better, I contacted them and they sold me big time!
When I look back on my naiveté, I have to laugh. I thought I was going to sell thousands, even millions of copies. Wrong! I mostly sold copies to dear friends and family, but that’s okay today. It encouraged me to keep on writing and as time went by, my writing improved.
Lost Pleasures Found is near and dear to my heart, but it needed a lot of revisions, so I took it back from that original publisher and made lots of changes. I believe I ended up re-writing almost every sentence before I was through. This edition is new and improved, and I hope you will take the time to read it. Melody and Henry’s story is filled with trials and tribulations that try to keep them apart and destroy their love, but in the end, love wins out. And, that’s…why I love romance!
Lost Pleasures Found by Vikki Vaught
Publisher & Release: Enticing Pleasures Romance, July 14, 2016
Time and setting: 1814, England
Genre: Historical Romance/Regency
Length: 386 Pages
Heat Level: 2 Flames
After many years of war, England is finally at peace. Captain Lord Henry Montgomery, second son of the Duke of Sanderford, returns home, ready to sample the many delights London has to offer. After facing death for six years, he deserves a chance to carouse with his friends before accepting his responsibilities to the dukedom.
While attending a London ball, he meets the enchanting Melody Canterfield-Smyth and his life…will never be the same. He is captivated by the beautiful innocent young miss with the sherry-colored eyes. Determined to make her his own, he pursues her relentlessly, intent on winning her heart. After a whirlwind courtship, they settle into wedded bliss.
When Bonaparte escapes from Elba, Henry must return to the battlefield. Torn apart by war, distance, and circumstance, will their love survive, or will all they have endured separate them forever?
Originally published in 2011. This book had been revised and updated.
Lord Henry Montgomery strolled from the overcrowded ballroom to get away from the deafening noise and sweltering heat. Pulling a cheroot from the inner pocket of his jacket, he put it between his teeth. Before he lit it, a vision in saffron yellow caught his eye. She stood with her back to the balustrade, eyes closed. His breath hitched as he took in the sight of the beautiful young woman. A gentle breeze blew tendrils of her golden locks across her heart-shaped face. Her cupid’s bow lips were slightly parted, and her pert little nose was turned up toward the heavens.
A frisson of desire swept through him and stirred his dormant male urges. It had been an age since he’d had a woman, having recently returned from helping guard Napoleon Bonaparte on the Mediterranean island of Elba. The goddess before him managed to accomplish that feat when the courtesans of Paris had left him cold, and yet, she must be an innocent, young miss.
As he walked toward her, he straightened the cuff of his jacket. He stopped in front of her and gazed into her incredible sherry-colored eyes. “I know I shouldn’t converse with you; I must ask…why have I never seen you before?”
Her cheeks blushed to a lovely shade of rose. “I’m sorry, sir. I shouldn’t speak with you. After all, we have never met.”
He took a step closer, but not close enough to frighten her away. “You look so lovely standing here against this glorious moonlit night. Your beauty…it leaves me breathless.”
Her eyes widened, resembling a startled doe. “I…I don’t know what to say.”
He bowed and took her dainty, gloved hand in his, then brushed her knuckles with his lips. “Let me introduce myself. I’m Henry Montgomery. May I ask your name?”
She hesitated. “M-melody…but I shouldn’t. We have not been introduced.” Her sweet, melodious voice had his heart skipping a beat. “I must return to the ballroom, before my aunt realizes I’m missing. Excuse me, sir.” She moved around him and hurried toward the French doors leading back to the ballroom.
He called after her. “Wait, who is your aunt? How can I find you again?” She paused, possibly tempted to turn back to him, he hoped. Then she stepped through the terrace doors and disappeared from sight.
Vikki Vaught started her writing career when a story invaded her mind and would not leave.
Over the last few years, she has written more than a half dozen historical romances and is presently working on her next.
Vikki loves a “Happily Ever After”, and she writes them in her stories. While romance is the central theme of all her books, she includes some significant historical event or place in all her novels.
While all her books are love stories, she has also written short contemporary sweet romances as Vikki McCombie and erotic romances using the pen name of V.L. Edwards.
For the last decade, Vikki has lived in the beautiful foothills of the Smoky Mountains of Tennessee with her beloved husband, Jim, who is the most tolerant man in the world to put up with her when she is in a writing frenzy. When she is not writing or working her day job, you’ll find her curled up in a comfortable chair reading her Kindle, lost in a good book with a cup of tea at her side.