It’s been a little while since I posted! That’s because I’ve been hard at work on my first romance novel, WILD GIRL RUNNING. If you like the thought of a reverse Tarzan romance with a splash of My Fair Lady, do yourself a favor and read this sweet historical romance ASAP! It’s what I’d call “low-key kinky” because, while it is of curse a romance story at its heart, I’d say the power dynamic between a savage wild girl raised by wolves in the forest and the sexy older anthropologist who finds and decides to educate her is inherently erotic…wouldn’t you?
The wild girl has no name. Raised by wolves, free to run and hunt in the forest as it pleases her, she has never seen another human being in all twenty of her years. Certainly not a man…and certainly not a man like the one who, one fateful day, stumbles across her bathing in the stream.
And in his turn, Dr. Ulysses Cochran–a British anthropologist studying the cultural sites of America’s displaced indigenous peoples–has never seen a woman like Estelle. From the first second he lays eyes on her, he knows he has fallen irrevocably in love: yet how can he give into his feelings for the wild girl when she can barely speak a word of English? His duty is to Cambridge and the grant he has received: it is to the sciences and cultures of mankind, for whom he resolves to teach Estelle to speak in an experiment that will change both their lives forever.
However it changes them, it is vital he care for her without taking advantage of her…and even more vital that he prevent others from attempting the same. Yet, as her education in the ways of civilized society deepens by the day, so does her ability to articulate the feelings she has for him. Torn between his academic career and his desire to reciprocate the love of the girl he has civilized, Ulysses must learn that, in romance, one is as much a student as a teacher.