What I imagine Lord Dain might look like. Sigh
I think we used the words “best scene ever between the hero and heroine…ever” and described Lord Dain as “complex”, “wounded” and “in desperate need of redemption”, to explain why we got all starry-eyed over this character to the one of us who hadn’t read the novel. Interestingly enough, we agree that another literary hero we love, Lord St. Vincent, from Devil in Winter by Lisa Kleypas, has many similar qualities too.
Well, hello there, Lord St. Vincent. You want to do what? If you insist...
I’ll admit it. I’m a sucker for the bad boys, the fallen angels, the almost un-redeemable. In my mind, the novel is so much more fun when the hero behaves as if he thinks he’s the villain or just no good for the heroine. Watching him prove himself wrong, and discover his own worth along the way to getting the girl, is usually nail-biting, sexy and entertaining. In my novella, It Could Only Be You, part of the Regency Christmas Summons Anthology, my hero Harry has an encounter with Lily Beaumont, his host’s daughter, and finally realizes there might be something more important then banishing the ghosts of war that haunt him.
Lily moved to the dresser against the wall, and fumbling for a few moments in the thick silence, she struck a match and lit the single candle that was always left there. She turned back to the bed. Harry had not moved; his head was bent, his hands dangling loosely in between his knees. She swallowed a gasp as the golden wavering of the candle revealed that he wore no dressing gown, but was clad only in a loose pair of woven cotton pants. The dim light gilded his tanned skin, turning the faint scars on his arms and back silvery. She drifted closer, for a better look, not really even aware of her movement. My, some of those scars are quite impressive. Quite.
She stopped suddenly when he raised his head. She had thought him relaxed, but his posture had been deceiving. He was coiled tighter then a drum, the tendons in his arms standing out with the effort not to move. His eyes burned into hers, trapping her, holding her.
“Come here, Lily.”
What is it about a hero that draws you in and makes it impossible to put a book down? Who are your favorite literary heroes?
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