YOWSIE, you pick up a book and what a spectacular surprise, you find out it being. This author keeps delivering that for me.I definitely have a review in detail coming out for Dark Lover. I LOVE the paranormal and historical twist of this author. She is a Karie Marie Moning and JR Ward twist with...
I absolutely loved this book! ...and I am so happy because I started this de Warenne Dynsaty series with The Masquerade (and loved it) but all of the other books up until this point had been blah. This one, An Impossible Attraction, is going on my Keeper Shelf. I love Brenda Joyce's style in w...
Forse solo tre stelline sono poche, magari un'altra mezza potrebbe starci.In questo "episodio" della saga i passaggi avanti e indietro nel tempo sono ridotti, fortunatamente, ma i protagonisti sono due incredibili ostinati, sembra che niente possa smuoverli dalle loro posizioni, lei inizia a rins...
Raised as a pirate’s daughter, Amanda Carre has never been tutored in the finer social graces. Alone in the world, she has never depended on anyone, until fate intervenes in the form of Cliff de Warenne, who rescues her from a mob at her father’s hanging. Now she must set sail for England to find...
"He murdered his wife," they whispered. Nicholas Bragg, Earl of Dragmore, was notorious--even after a British court found him innocent. Now they called him Lord of Darkness, as much for his rakish good looks as for his black reputation.She was an innocent at passion's gate. Arriving uninvited at ...
On the evening of her first masquerade, shy Elizabeth Anne Fitzgerald is stunned by Tyrell de Warenne's whispered suggestion of a midnight rendezvous in the gardens. Lizzie has secretly worshiped the unattainable lord for years. When fortune takes a maddening turn, she is prevented from meeting T...
Betrothed to a man of honor, her heart belongs to a traitor...Sean O'Neill was once everything to Eleanor de Warenne—but since he disappeared from his ancestral home, there has been no word, and even Eleanor has abandoned hope, promising her hand to another. Then, just days before her wedding, Se...
Brave and battle-hardened Stephen de Warenne is to defend to the death that which is his by right of conquest -- including the golden-haired captive who awakens his soul's most secret yearnings. For theirs is a passion that will not be denied -- a magnificent fire that burns hotter and brighter t...
Rebelliously independent Lady Nicole Bragg Shelton refuses to be constrained by the stifling rules of Victorian England. And now desire has impelled the beautiful heiress toward a shocking liaison with Hadrian Braxton-Lowell, Duke of Clayborough.Bound by the dictates of honour and duty to another...
A breathtaking tale of duty and desire from one of romantic fiction's most sensuous voices--Brenda Joyce Injured during a train robbery, Regina Shelton, the daughter of a British earl, awakens with no memory of who she is--and in the arms of the most handsome man she has ever seen. The dangerous...
Francesca Cahill was working on another case. The Slasher had sliced three Irish women's necks with a penknife. Francesca started by looking into the lives of women living in the neighborhood where the attacks had taken place.The first victims were Francis O'Leary and Kate Sullivan. Francis's hus...
When Jillian Gallagher's fiance is killed in a car accident, the last name he utters is "Kate." After bringing his body back to his aristocratic English family, Jill discovers that a woman, Kate Gallagher, disappeared mysteriously almost one hundred years ago. Who was Kate? What had she meant to ...
Malcolm of Dunroch is a newly chosen Master, a novice to his extraordinary--and dangerous--powers. But he has already broken his vows--and a young woman's death is on his hands. Malcolm is determined to fight his darkest desires, denying himself all pleasure...until fate sends him another Innocen...
Francesca Cahill fa parte di una famiglia altolocata nella società americana di inizio ventesimo secolo, i suoi genitori danno spesso feste frequentate solo dalle persone più importanti e per lei vorrebbero un matrimonio rispettabile, convenzionale: ma Francesca non è affatto convenzionale. Dopo ...
She was called the bell of the SouthwestBeautiful Candice Carter enjoyed the attentions of every eligible man in the New Mexico Territory, until her reckless heart led her to near death in the desert. But rescue came from a savage...Jack Savage, the hard-muscled Indian warrior who both terrified ...
Oh wow. Okay first let me say Brenda Joyce is an amazing story teller. She has the ability to bring each of her characters to life in such a way that you feel you have known them for years. This particular story just didn't work for me. There was too much "wishy-washy" for me. I'm a direct person...
Cass de Warenne is a writer of historical fiction who lives with her aunt and her sister's daughter in England. Cass' sister, Tracey returns home with a fantastic ruby necklace from her job at Sotheby's. She also brings Antonio de la Barca, her boyfriend, who also has an interest in the necklace,...
It is March of 1902, and Francesca Cahill-Fifth Avenue heiress, undaunted political activist and intrepid amateur sleuth-has just learned of a grave new danger haunting the streets of New York. A beautiful teenage girl named Emily O'Hare is missing and Francesca fears that the girl has been abduc...
Dark Rival (The Masters of Time, Book 2)
I decided to buy this book because of Caroline's recommendation and I was so impressed with the book. I could easily relate to being 18 years of age with emotions running rampant. Where you want a love that seems impossible, and that you want a fairy tale romance, and you realize there is fairy t...
Brenda Joyce's New York Times best-selling novels have thrilled millions of readers. Now, in her latest Francesca Cahill novel, return to the lush mansions and teeming streets of New York City's Gilded Age, where intrigue and seduction lie on every corner...The year is 1902. The place is New York...
She lay on her back, unmoving. Her temples throbbed. She had a terrible migraine, and her entire body was stiff with tension. What was she going to do? She had replayed her encounter with Grenville over and over in her mind, his dark, handsome image...
Elizabeth moved the tallow candle closer and watched carefully, but now there was no sign of movement. Two days and nights had passed and he remained deeply unconscious. Dougal even sent for one of the old women of the village, one who had some skills in healing and treating the sick, but she sai...
He held her tightly as the pale dawn crept into the bedchamber. She fought the tears seeping out of her closed eyes. She was trying not to think about his leaving in a few days, but it was impossible after the conversation they’d had last night. He kissed her neck, her shoulder. “You had better g...
Six foot three, fair complexion, gray eyes, dark hair, approximately two hundred and ten pounds. Abducted in 1436 and initially presumed dead.Age: Unknown.Father—Aidan of Awe**. A nephew of Malcolm of Dunroch**. Mother—unknown. Status—Single. Occupation—private investments. Primary residence—Loch...
She grinned, stretching like a cat, recalling bits and pieces of his lovemaking last night. She had never felt so wonderful, so delicious, so replete and so loved. And she was shameless, wasn’t she? For she was stark naked beneath his sheets, relishing it! She wondered whe...
Regina was uneasy. She had been uneasy all day, although Edward had done his best to distract her and keep her smiling. They had found a dress and paid the seamstress well, and it would be ready the night before her wedding. Not once had they again spoken of the fact that they were keeping their ...
FRANCESCA WAS BEYOND shock. Could it truly be over? Had he really meant his cruel words? Hadn’t Bragg warned her what she was in for if she tried to go forward with Hart—if she dared to love him? Oh, God, her heart was breaking apart! When he had broken their engagement a few weeks ago, it had be...
ELEANOR SAID. Alana trembled, seated beside her grandmother in the front seat of the wagon, Mary MacDuff and her children huddled under wool blankets in the back. The dark stone castle rose out of a promontory on a hill above the town, the skies blue and sunny above it. Sn...
Ahead of him the country road from Limerick wound away, disappearing into the now-harvested fields and rolling hills, crisscrossed with stone walls. For one moment he stared, and as he sat his mount, he was very, very careful not to allow any feeling to creep over him. He succeeded. This time, th...
Xavier was on board Preble’s flagship, the forty-four gun USS Constitution. The Danish merchantman he had escaped Tripoli upon had rendezvoused with a French brig at Alexandria, and Xavier had arranged transport to Malta, where Preble was currently at anchor. The two men’s gazes held. And then Pr...
she cried, trying to sit up. “The doctor’s with him. Just relax,” Harriet soothed, trying to hold onto her hand. Grace felt the threat of impending tears. All she could focus on was Ford’s statement of how he was going to kill Rathe. “Oh, Harriet, please.” “He’s out cold and wouldn’t even know yo...
“Keep it, Jacko. Well done.” Katherine’s hand covered her mouth, her eyes wide, incredulous—fearful. Jacko grinned, pocketed the jewels, saluted Liam smartly, and turned away. Katherine’s gaze lifted to Liam’s. His regard chilled her to the bone. He was very angry, and she should be afraid of him...
“What?” she managed. “Bill Marshall was hit over the head with a tire jack while fixing a flat on the side of a highway somewhere in upstate New York,” Jean-Léon was saying. “Ask the center. They’ll tell you. It was an unfortunate, accidental crime; I think he was mugged for a few hundred dollars...
Aidan asked her.Her mare came to stand beside his stallion. Brie was sore, exhausted, chilled to the bone and incapable of even smiling at him. But now she glimpsed the field below the ridge where they sat astride their horses. The sun was setting, fingers of bloodred staining the deepening sky a...
He was at the limit of his self-control, and he knew it. The pleasure of lying with her, having her in his arms, so soft and fragrant, was outstripped by the agony. He hadn’t made love to a woman since John’s death, which had been more than six weeks ago. His physical discomfort was more than rea...
She couldn’t see a fucking thing. Then suddenly the entire room was illuminated—someone had hit the switch. She jumped a foot into the air.“What a nice note,” Jack said. She had her boots in hand, and she looked guilty and furtive.Belinda straightened, trying not to act like a crook, not to feel ...
Her entire body was pressed against his. His grasp was steel, his arm hurting her breasts, his breath against her ear. She could feel the tip of the knife against her throat, and she was afraid."Jesus," Fred gasped, gun in hand. "Let her go!" Shoz smiled. "You might be a good enough shot to hit m...
The wooden palisade surrounding the burned-out shell of the old timbered keep had been replaced withYork 's glinting pale stone. It was completely finished. Rolfeand his men rode past the construction site. Most of York's villagers had been summoned to this task. Huge winches and pulleys were use...
How smooth and even they do bear themselves!”What was this, he wondered in confusion. Where was he?“As if allegiance in their bosoms sat, Crowned with faith and constant loyalty.”His back burned, as if on fire, And his head hurt explosively. Worse, he was so dry he could not swallow. What had hap...
“Have you seen Sir Rex, Clarence?”“I am afraid not, my lady.”She had been shopping in the quaint village for close to two hours, and she had even purchased a new hat in the haberdashery. She hadn’t seen Sir Rex leave the meeting he was attending in the village church. He had ridden into the town ...
Lazare, clutching Paul Verault’s address in her gloved hand. Her heart was pounding in excitement. Not just at the prospect of seeing her art teacher again, but because, at last, she was in France. All around her was chaos of an infinitely interesting kind, taking her mind off her worries. French...
“Mr. D’Archand!” “Please tell Audrey I am here,” he said, stalking past the clearly upset girl to the parlor. He flung off his coat and helped himself to another brandy. If Audrey saw other men, he didn’t care as long as it didn’t interfere with his own needs. He paid for her, her clothes and the...
Then she said, “Maybe you should have been more discreet, all of these years.” Now they were getting somewhere, Kait thought. “More discreet? How?” Alicia regarded her closely. “You have been so open about your affairs. I don’t know, maybe one of your lovers or one of their wives has decided to p...