Can rich, but frail, young Victoria find happiness with a virile and handsome young lord? She can when the lord has been studying medicine at the University of Edinburgh and discovers the reason for her illness. Jonathon Fordyce inherits an impressive of the Marquess of Burlingale and a mountain of debts. His only recourse is to marry an heiress. Victoria's father is a wealthy "Cit" and is ready to settle an awe-inspiring dowry on his already independently wealthy daughter.
When Victoria agrees to marry Lord Burlingale she stipulates that she can be a wife to him in name only. She has been sickly most of her life and knows that she cannot carry out the normal duties of a wife, and could certainly never be a mother. The trouble begins when Victoria is restored to health and finds herself falling in love with her handsome, Greek-God of a husband--and he with her.
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Reading was a big part of Dorothy Compton's life as a child. In the winter she curled up with a book at every opportunity. In the summer, when she wasn't hiking to the swimming hole with her best friend, along with her brothers, she was hiking to the small Carnegie Library in Collinsville, Oklahoma, to gather an arm full of books. Music also played a big role in her life as a child and it was a toss-up to decide which she liked most: music or reading.
She often wrote book reports for her friends and honestly didn't realize she was helping them cheat. She simply liked to read the books and the book reports weren't difficult. It also made her quite popular.
She won second place in a statewide short story contest when a senior in high school and felt she was destined to be a writer. Alas! An insensitive high school principal made some very negative remarks about her writing. No one bothered to tell her it was only one person's opinion so she simply dropped the idea.
After a few years of marriage and raising three daughters she felt the need for something more. She earned a Bachelor of Music Education degree from the University of Oklahoma with a minor in English.
She taught Vocal Music and English in the public schools of Oklahoma and Kansas. She also taught music privately. She still had an itch to write so when her husband retired they moved to Oklahoma City where she took two correspondence courses in writing. After her husband died she turned to writing as an outlet for her feelings. She loved writing and was quite surprised when she found a market for some of her short stories. Two of her five novels won honorable mention at the OWFI (Oklahoma Writers Federation Inc.,) contests. She'd love to sell everything she writes, but is firmly convinced the process of writing is a reward in itself.
She is the editor of PenTales, the newsletter for CORA (Central Oklahoma Roundtable of Authors) and has contributed articles to it and several other small publications. She belongs to three other writers clubs.
Dorothy shares a home in Oklahoma City with her daughter Donna and is still involved in music as well as gardening, sewing, swimming and basking in the achievements of her children and grandchildren. She taps these rich resources as material for writing. Her hope is to continue writing better and better books in the future.
"Regency Romance at its best! Honorable Intentions is the delightful story of two perfectly suited people who don't have a clue they're made for each other at the beginning of the story. Victoria thinks she is dying, and Jonathan wants nothing more out of life than to become a doctor. When circumstances have Jonathan come into a penniless title, Victoria's money is the only thing that will save his estate, and family. But that's only the bare beginning of this wonderful tale. I found myself reading way too late into the night and putting off my work the next morning just to finish the book. The characterizations, authentic feel of the time period, plot and outcomes are deftly handled and marvelously woven, in fact woven so well that I sighed in contentment at the end, even as they 'closed the bedroom door' in the best tradition of sweet regency romance. Very highly recommended!"Marilyn Grall -- best-selling e-author of historical romance
"Honorable Intentions delves deep into the conscience of both Victoria and Jonathon as they both try to be honorable to themselves while they struggle to be honorable to one another. Ms. Compton weaves an awesome tale in the setting of an arranged marriage that just may not survive the turmoil. Although set in the Regency era, the tone of Honorable Intentions is deeper. The non-Regency tone can be dismissed by the easy read and well-developed characters. Intriguing. Fresh. This is one book which will keep readers up late just to find out if this couple will end up together."Brenda Ramsbacher -- Ivy Quill Reviews
"Jonathan needs a rich wife and Victoria needs a husband. A match made in heaven? Hardly. But they are each willing to give it a chance. What follows is a pleasing tale of growth through love with a little intrigue and lot of conflict along the way...a superb plot and a terrific pace..."Missy Frye -- RCRG Reviews
Victoria was awakened by a shrieking sound coming from above. It sounded like someone in severe pain. She jumped out of bed, grabbed her robe and dashed out the door to run up the stairs as fast as she could possibly move.
She heard the sound again which spurred her to even greater speed. I wonder what is happening. I have never heard anything like that. I wonder if one of the children is being hurt or has fallen or-or. Her thoughts were cut short by the emergence from the attic of a small pink animal, followed closely by John, Mary and Naomi. The little animal squealed in terrified vigor, and the children yelled for Victoria to stop their pig. Their pig? Pig? What is a pig doing in the house? She made an attempt to intercept the little animal, but he slipped neatly between her legs, pushing her gown and robe so tightly between her legs that it caused her to lose her balance and she fell with a resounding thud.
John and Mary swerved around her before she could ask any questions, but she grabbed Naomi, who was only about three years old, but was running as fast as her short little legs would allow.
"Naomi, what in the world is going on?" she asked as she held tightly to the squirming child.
"The pig got away, and we've gotta' catch him afore Pa finds out."
"What is a pig doing in the house?" Victoria held Naomi tighter, determined to get an answer if possible.
"Why, m'lady, Mary was afraid he would freeze out there in the barn so she sneaked out and brought him in. No one was supposed to find out."
"I guess we had better try to catch him, then." Victoria turned on the stairs and sprinted down them and into the long hall where the pig and children had disappeared. She looked up just in time to see the entire unlikely entourage go into the dining room. She ran as fast as she could to the dining room where she encountered unadulterated pandemonium. The children were on their hands and knees trying to reach the terrified pig which had taken refuge under the table. Cordelia was standing in a corner with a horrified look on her face. Jonathon simply sat there with a stunned, surprised look on his.
"What the bloody hell?" he bellowed.
"The pig got away," Victoria yelled back.
"The pig got away? What pig?" he bawled.
"The McDougal's pig." Before she could further enlighten him the pig saw the door to the kitchen stairs open and made a dash for it. A footman entered with a well laden tray of food. He lost his balance and fell into the room with the food and tray preceding him. Dishes clattered on the tiled floor adding to the cacophony of sound. Victoria jumped over him and dashed down the stairs after the pig. John fell over the footman; Mary jumped nimbly over both and Naomi dropped down on the floor in utter dejection and howled as loud as it was possible for one so small.
Jonathon joined the fray. He jumped up to help the footman and then quickly descended the stairs into the kitchen. There Jacob stood holding the pig and apologizing to Victoria. "I ain't been out in the barn since I left the little beastie last night. I didna' know they took him up stairs."
"John and Mary were afraid it would freeze out there without its mother." Victoria said. A smile tugged at her lips and she appeared to be about to burst into the giggles.
"Might have, but that ain't no excuse for them to fetch him inside."
"I think you need to see about Naomi." Jonathon turned to Martha. "It has all become too much for her and she is sitting in the middle of the room howling her head off."