Parliament is not going to break the vow you do not have the courage to break yourself.

Rose Clarring sacrificed passion for love.  Jack Lodoun sacrificed love for power.  She is the perfect wife, married to a man who does not desire her.  He is an ambitious Member of Parliament, privately mourning another man’s wife.  When Rose asks Jack to procure her a divorce, he challenges her to prove a woman’s need for intimacy is worth a man’s reputation.  But in 19th century London, it is a woman who pays the price for sexual congress.  When Rose’s husband exerts his legal rights, Jack must choose between politics and law, ambition and love…

Praise for Cry for Passion
This boldly erotic romance is meticulously researched and takes a feminist stance on women’s rights that will resonate with women today. ~Library Journal

Picking up where Scandalous Lovers leaves off, Schone gifts readers with another bone-melting love story that blends unbridled passion with the shockingly inhumane realities of Victorian marital law and fills the pages with strong, determined characters who take on the establishment—and sometimes each other. Part of Schone’s “The Men and Women’s Club” series and based on a real court case that changed British law, this boldly erotic romance is meticulously researched and takes a feminist stance on women’s rights that will resonate with women today. Schone is one of the groundbreaking writers of erotic romance, and her writing, while stunningly explicit, is exceptional and has a graceful quality that sets it apart from the rest. ~Library Journal

[A] powerful story of a man and woman searching for freedom through passion. ~Romantic Times

Schone revisits characters introduced in her novella “The Men and Women’s Club” in this powerful story of a man and woman searching for freedom through passion. More than a sexually charged novel, it’s an exploration into a desire that leads to passion. Schone uses sexuality as a metaphor for independence and self-awareness. ~Romantic Times

Jack teaches Rose about sex and passion, Rose teaches Jack about love and forgiveness. ~A Romance Review

In The Men and Women’s Club we were introduced to a group of men and women who met in secret to discuss subjects considered taboo in polite society. As a result, one of its members is taken to court by her son to be committed. The other members know that testifying in her behalf will most likely cost them their jobs and reputations, but they refuse to let her go to an insane asylum just because she had started to explore her sexuality.

Rose Clarring testifies on her behalf and knows that barrister Jack Lodoun could have won the case for the woman’s son, but he instead held back some rather incriminating evidence. After court, she approaches Jack and asks him to help her divorce her husband. It’s an unheard of situation for a woman, and Jack knows it will be impossible. But he can’t help his desire to see her, and as a result the two become involved in an affair.

While Jack teaches Rose about sex and passion, Rose teaches Jack about love and forgiveness. But then reality intrudes and Jack finds himself once again in the position to lose the woman he loves. And Rose learns how very little control women have over their own lives. ~A Romance Review

Cry for Passion Excerpt

You’re frightened, Rose Clarring surmised.

Jack was a barrister, but he was also a politician. Men whose lives depended upon popular opinion did not admit to fear. Grief.


And what are you, Mrs. Clarring? Jack riposted. Your name will be in the papers tomorrow. You’re a very pretty woman. Perhaps even your likeness will be printed. You will no longer be able to hide your clandestine meetings from your husband. He can put you away, just as my client attempted to put Mrs. Hart away. Only there will be no Whitcox to save you. I would be very afraid, were I you.

Would you, Mr. Lodoun?

Yes, he said, fighting the sudden drumming of his heart and the soughing of his lungs.

She searched his gaze, as if she were the barrister and he an adverse witness. What is more terrifying than living without love?

Nothing, Jack thought. Nothing was more terrifying.

You said your husband loves you, he shot back.

Pale sunlight infused her face. Shadow darkened her eyes.

The first time I saw my husband, she unexpectedly confided, I was watching my two youngest brothers. They were only nine and eleven. I took them to the park. They were quite a handful. When I warned them not to whip their hoop in the street, they laughed.  They would have been run over by a cab had it not been for Jonathon.

The man to whom she had been married for twelve years, one month, three weeks and two days.

This is not necessary, Jack brutally interrupted.

But it is, Mr. Lodoun, Rose Clarring said, white feathers whipping the air; a guinea-gold curl lashed the slender curve of her neck. He snatched them up, one under each arm, and whirled them around until their laughter filled the park.

Unwitting images flitted before Jack’s eyes: Pictures of a woman weighted down with packages instead of two children whipping a hoop; the figure of a forty-four-year-old man instead of the twenty-one-year-old boy Jonathon Clarring had then been.

But Jack, unlike Jonathon Clarring, had not been there to cheat a cab of death.

Forcefully he beat back the images. The trial is over, Mrs. Clarring:  Go home.

But Rose Clarring did not hear him, caught up in her own past.

I laughed, too. The innocent happiness that flooded the cornflower blue eyes stabbed through him. It was impossible not to be happy when I was with Jonathon.

But now she proposed to divorce him, a husband she loved.

I don’t want to hear this, Jack said harshly, suddenly choking on the scent of coal and manure, and the asphyxiating perfume of springtime roses.

But I need to tell you, catapulted through the air. The brief glow of happiness drained from Rose Clarring’s face. Inside her eyes he glimpsed the pain he had evoked in the witness box. I need you . . . I need someone . . . to understand.

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