DESERT ISLAND KEEPER REVIEW A rating from ALL ABOUT ROMANCE "It’s difficult to believe that this is Victoria Morgan’s first published novel, but it is – and it’s a remarkable achievement. Not only has she crafted a truly wonderful love story, she’s also shed some light on a fascinating historical event without shying away from showing us its darker side. The book is beautifully and intelligently written, the characterization is excellent and the dialogue just sparkles."
	"This evocative historical romance pits a plucky heroine against a war-scarred veteran in a tug of war that is both poignant and humorous. Their unconventional introduction sets the tone for their entire relationship that slowly evolves into a mutually supportive arrangement that employs skills that each has developed through their sometimes painful experiences and gradually blossoms into a deeper association."
ROMANTIC HISTORICAL LOVERS - 5 "For the Love of a Soldier is that rare thing; a début novel that reads as though the author has a stable of books to her name already."
from Romantic Times Book Review "Readers will enjoy Morgan's debut novel, with its charming characters and depth of emotion." "Morgan deftly handles returning soldier's trauma within the contact of a love story and adds spice with a bit of mystery and unexpected scences""
A - Rating from Penelope's Romance Reviews "For the Love of a Soldier has combined complex characters, a satisfying love story, and a fascinating examination of the Battle of Balaclava…" "…this novel is beautifully and intelligently written."

Even good fortune can come at a price...

For The Love Of A Soldier

Berkley Sensation

A 2011 RWA® Golden Heart® Finalist, For The Love Of A Soldier (original title Changing Fortunes) was inspired by Lord Alfred Tennyson's infamous poem, The Charge of the Light Brigade. It fascinated me that the poem glorified a battle that was a colossal failure. The men who rode were embarking on a suicidal charge, as Tennyson eloquently laments ‘into the Valley of Death Rode the six hundred.’ I started wondering about those men and what the survivors might have felt when so many of their comrades had died in battle.

Available at Amazon and Penguin.

Captain Garrett Sinclair, the Earl of Kendall, has returned to England a changed man. As a survivor of the legendary Charge of the Light Brigade, he has spent months as a remorseless rake and dissolute inebriate to forget it. But Garrett also has also made powerful enemies who want him dead…

Desperate and down to her last pound, Lady Alexandra Langdon has disguised herself as a man for a place at the gaming tables. But when a hard-eyed, handsome man wins the pot, he surprises her by refusing her money. Indebted, she reveals to him an overheard plot against him, and promises to help him find his foes—for a price.

But even as Alexandra fights her growing desire to reveal herself—and her heart—to the determined Garrett, she cannot shed the fear that the cost of her alliance with the earl may be a price too dear…her own secret betrayal.

Excerpt

The opposite of never…

            The carriage made another turn and his mood crested. Riding on this wave of exuberance, he leaned down and gently kissed Alexandra on her parted lips. A murmur escaped her and she lifted her hand to cup his cheek. Her fingers slid to the nape of his neck, curling into his hair, and he groaned. God she felt so good, tasted better. Desire coursed through him, and he wrapped his arms around her body and crushed her to him, deepening the kiss.
            Alexandra’s eyes flew open and she stared into his, wide-eyed and still.
            His lips curved into a smile against hers.
            She pushed against his chest, straining away from him. “Stop that,” she cried. “You can’t keep kissing me.”
            “But I like kissing you. And your response tells me you liked it too.”
            “I was half asleep!” she protested.
            He lowered his voice and pulled her back against him, liking the feel of her soft body against his. “Then imagine how much better it will be when you’re awake.”
            She averted her face. “Lord Kendall, I told you—”
            “Garrett.”
            She looked at him, frowning in confusion.
            “That’s my name. You used it earlier today. And now we’ve been intimate.”
            She gasped and shoved against his chest so hard, he released her. “We most certainly have not! A few stolen kisses do not constitute intimacy.”
            “Good, then let’s do it again.”
            “Absolutely—”
            Absolutely worked for him…