The bluest of blood; the boldest of hearts; the de Montforte brothers will take your breath away.Meet Lucien de Montforte ...The head of his noble family, the dark and dangerous Duke of Blackheath spends his time manipulating other lives without giving a thought to finding a wife of his own. Yet ...
Sailing in loose formation with the rest of the convoy under jibs and foresail, Kestrel struggled to keep pace with the heavy, wallowing merchantmen as the ships, some thirty all told and helplessly strung out over several miles, beat to windward on a northerly course. Every man in her crew knew ...
. . well, lately, it has become downright unbearable. I've often thought that if only I could get away from here, and make a new start where no one knows about my beginnings, that things might be different for me. That maybe I might have the sort of life I've always dreamed of having." She swa...
Ariadne was quick to recognize the alarm and indignation in the stallion’s eyes. “Really, Dr. Lord, I think this is a very bad idea. You’re asking for trouble, I tell you.” “He’ll be fine.” “No he won’t. Look at him, you can see how angry he is. He ...
. .She couldn't read his expression. And it was so terrible that she didn't even want to try.The field of spectators began to revolve slowly around her. The clamor in her ears rose, drowning out the hum of voices, becoming as one with the roaring. Celsie, shaking, turned away, her head high. ...
They had gone into a bakery, where they'd indulged in raspberry tarts glazed with sugar, and were taking a meandering route back across London when they ran into Lavinia Bottomley sweeping along in her fancy carriage. She stopped, of course — Lord Gareth was a client she wouldn't have minded serv...
Faint light was just starting to creep through the parted drapes, and from somewhere outside the first blackbird was calling. He shivered, pulling the covers up over his shoulders. The room was cold and empty, the hearth a pile of dead ashes, his friends long gone. Lucien must have kicked them ou...
The baby was still screaming. His new wife was standing on the pavement trying to calm the infant, her mouth tight, her eyes flashing with the first anger Gareth had yet to see in them. His friends had all deserted him, he had cut himself off from Lucien's help — And he hadn't a clue what to do n...
The room was still dark, save for a single candle that had burned low on the highboy a few feet away. Outside, she could hear rain lashing the windows, hammering them in wet sheets of fury. It was a miserable night out there and she was glad they were here in a warm, dry house as opposed to what ...