This book didn't really hit it off with me. I bought it cause of the good reviews and I've pretty much learned my lesson with that. I didn't feel any real development between the heroine, Sabine, and the hero, Max. Their relationship was mostly based on superficial aspects, such as beauty and sex...
A dutiful woman, a desirable man ... An artist with a keen eye for the beauty surrounding her -- yet none for her own -- duty-bound Claudia is resigned to marrying the man of her domineering father's choosing. First, though, she must resign the job she has held in secret as society illustrator "...
Meet the Ladies' Amateur Sleuth Society: Four unconventional ladies with a most unladylike interest in crime-solving—but clueless when it comes to the needs of their own hearts. When wildly independent Meg Piddington finds herself locked in her father's chocolate factory after hours with a most ...
Meet the Ladies' Amateur Sleuth Society: Four unconventional ladies with a most unladylike interest in crime-solving—but clueless when it comes to the needs of their own hearts.Proper, sensible Willow Mabson will do anything to protect her family. So when she finds out that James Sterling—a dashi...
One moment Alex had been kissing her, eliciting sensations she hadn’t known her body could feel, and then the very next moment she’d been alone. She could feel his void, a chilly draft around her. She knew enough about the ways between men and women to know that he’d wante...
she said. “They should keep financial ledgers that indicate who pays for what. They’ll be able to tell us who was responsible for Isabel’s schooling.” He cared not who was financially responsible for the girl, but knowing as much might connect Thornton to his conspirators....
Outwardly, she probably appeared to be the perfect genteel lady, full of grace and peace. But inside, a battle raged. Her heart beat wildly and her stomach felt like a gnarled mess of knots. In two days she would become wife to the most boring, proper man in all of London. A man she had foolishly...
Winifred watched him carefully. His movements were always precise, but today they were sharp, agitated. “Do you know where the other maps are?” he asked. “I might.” He braced his hands on the table and set his eyes on her. “W...
Rodale’s was full tonight. The card tables were full, as were the dice tables. Over in the far left corner a group of men huddled, cheering and passing the wager book around. At that moment Clipps, Rodale’s assistant manager, stepped into the office. “What has them so rile...
Anna sat back in her carriage on the short drive home and she still felt the anger flowing through her. It bristled in her fingertips and made it impossible to sit still. Make her wait. Indeed. As if she wanted to kiss him. B...
She found Thea sitting bleary-eyed in the bed, talking to Horace. “If I didn’t know any better I’d say you weigh two stone.” The cat turned his head for a better scratch. “But you do keep my legs warm, so I suppose I’ll let you stay.” “Good morning,...
Grey, the boy who loved cards. It was unnerving to find her so damned attractive even when she dressed as a man, but there was a reason why women did not wear trousers. The pants cupped her curves, her rounded hips, and delicious bottom. He’d nearly swallowed his own tongue while helping her up i...
Vivian wondered as she settled herself in the carriage seat. Of course she remembered him. Heavens, she could never forget Marcus Kincaid, and now he was back. Not only back in London, but back in her life, it would seem. She shivered as she remembe...