By Connie Brockway
He galloped around the midnight-shrouded panorama, racing towards her on hispure white steed. "Her destiny"...In her wildest fantasies DesdemonaCarlisle couldn't have conjured a extra rushing savior, and "this wasreal". yet an unlikelier hero used to be not easy to discover. Harry Braxton was once a rouge, a scoundrel, and a born opportunist who had already damaged her center as soon as. Howcould she ever belief a infamous rake who got here with a caution: "lover, beware"...With her bronze-gold hair and quicksilver grace, the sloe-eyed beautywas each man's hope and one man's sole ardour. however the mystery that hadmade Harry an exile additionally made it very unlikely for him to provide Desdemona morethat friendship. until eventually his aristocratic cousin laid siege to Desdemona's heartand Harry, damning the results, vowed to do whatever, provide something, toclaim her for him own..."Romance with energy, wit, and intelligence. Connie Brockwaydelivers!"-- "New York Times" bestselling writer Tami Hoag"Connie Brockway is a grasp at growing gleaming chemistry".--Laura Kinsale"[Connie Brockway's] paintings brims with heat, wit, sensuality, andintelligence".--Amanda Quick"Connie Brockway's robust characters seize you by way of the heartstrings and pullyou into their international, their hearts, their love!"--Betina Krahn"Connie Brockway's paintings is an absolute delight!"---Catherine Anderson, writer of "Annie's Song" "Ms. Brockway [is] probably the greatest writers of the genre".-- "Pen & Mouse"
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He sneered loudly, causing the nearby card players to glance up in interest. "Hardly that, since I know nothing about you to laugh at," Lucien replied indifferently. Sir Frederick's mouth curled into a sneer as he leaned forward, and jabbing a finger on the Duke's wide chest said, "No, you do yours behind a fellow's back. " "It would be a waste of my time since you seem to be doing that yourself," Lucien replied coldly. "Why, you! I'll—" Sir Frederick began heatedly, his face a dull red. "Now, now," Sir Jeremy interrupted, a placating note in his voice.
Lucien nodded reluctantly. " He paused delicately, waiting to be enlightened. " "Of course," the Duke sighed, "I'll escort you to the nearest inn, where you may hire conveyance to London. " Lord Wrainton jumped down from the side of the coach, splattering his pumps as he did so and nearly slipping in the slick mud as he regained his balance. He was a middle-aged man in his forties, slight of build, and almost too handsome to be masculine, with his thickly lashed, violet eyes. "Luciana," Lord Wrainton called to his wife.
Ah, Lady Mary," Lord Malton greeted her loudly, nodding to Sabrina and Richard as he bent over Mary's outstretched hand. " "Our pleasure, surely," Sabrina murmured softly, smiling sweetly as she caught his eye. " "If I might be allowed to add my compliments also," Lord Newley added suavely, looking directly into Sabrina's violet eyes. " "Certainly. Of course we understand that without a man to act as escort, and only your aunt to chaperone you, it is most difficult for you to get about. " he asked hesitantly, looking around the room nervously in expectation of being surprised by her sudden appearance.