Although I'm still busy editing my new sheikh romance, A BRIDE FOR THE SHEIKH, I'm giving everyone a sneak peak of the first chapter.
“Rashid, you have no choice,” declared His Royal Highness,
the Sultan of Bezira.
Sheikh Rashid, the Sultan’s youngest son, bowed his head. “I
will agree to marry a foreigner, as you wish.”
Bezira, the small Arab country that his father ruled over,
was far too small for Sheikh Rashid to marry a local woman. It would only
encourage factions and rivalries, and even worse, it would mean marrying
someone who was probably related to him, even if it was only distantly. Bezira
might have a fortune in oil, but it seriously lacked a large local population.
The barren desert country was so inhospitable that it was traditionally home to
only a few hardy Bedouin tribes who tended to intermarry. However, the local
custom of marrying second or third cousins resulted in a series of medical
issues. Therefore, the Sultan was adamant to break this local custom, starting
with his own children.
“Good. I’m glad you agree. I knew you’d see sense.” The
Sultan stepped forward and placed his hand on his son’s shoulder. “You’ll be
please to know that I’ve already found you a bride.”
