By Jill Barnett
"She had bewitched the main critical, snobbish, and good-looking Duke in England. Joyous MacQuarrie...the pixie-like, green-eyed attractiveness had seemed from nowhere and fell unashamedly into his fingers. And all that his society associates knew of the mysterious girl was once that she used to be Scottish and that her grandmother have been a Locksley. Even her wonderful bloodline didn't make pleasure really right sufficient to be a Duchess, yet a proud nobleman like Alec, Duke of Belmore, did as he pleased...and he desired to marry the gorgeous lady who aroused his wish.
But Alec quickly came upon he couldn't do what he proud of pleasure Fiona MacQuarrie. effervescent with laughter, jam-packed with spirit, she became stately Belmore Park the wrong way up with merriment and weird occurrences. She may also have gotten Alec to giggle -- and to cherish her -- if it had no longer been for the reality she concealed. even though he became to fireside while he tasted her petal-soft lips, he grew to become to ice while he came across that this winsome woman used to be, in reality, a witch. A witch whose powers of white magic weren't continuously completely less than control....Too overdue, pleasure knew she was once desperately in love and that not anything may perhaps cease the process their future -- the scandal threatening to break her and the eagerness that held them either spellbound in a forbidden, impossible to resist fit of 2 enchanted hearts.
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Extra resources for Bewitching (Bewitching and Dreaming, Book 1)
From the moment he ~ 64 ~ saw her standing in the entry hallway, so beautiful, so poised, he‟d known he should not approach her. Yet he‟d been unable to resist. He wanted to see her smile as he‟d not seen her smile since his arrival, as he suspected she‟d not smiled since the night he brought the news of the accident. But he‟d remembered her smile on the night before she married, when she danced with Walfort. Not a single star in the heavens could outshine her eyes. Tonight it had taken a while, but eventually she succumbed to the lure of the music and the motion of their bodies following where the rhythm led.
Suddenly she understood at least one reason why Walfort had suggested Ainsley as a possible short-lived lover: he knew how to keep secrets, and he did what he could to keep a woman‟s reputation intact. Even his mother‟s. ” Walfort asked. “Not so well, I‟m afraid,” Ainsley said. Jayne was well aware that the Earl of Lynnford had served as Ainsley‟s guardian. His wife was very ill. A malignancy of the bone that had been tormenting her for years. Knowing they‟d be unable to attend, she had not even bothered to invite them.
Knowing they‟d be unable to attend, she had not even bothered to invite them. “A pity. She was always kind,” Walfort said. ~ 58 ~ “She still is. ” Her husband chuckled low. “My apologies. I did start traveling down a morose path, didn‟t I? ” “Ah, yes,” Ainsley said. ‟ ” “That hardly sounds jolly,” Walfort said. ” Jayne asked. “I do. ” “I do not want reality when I‟m reading,” Walfort said. The conversation moved on to other writers and other works. Other guests began to join in. Soon arguments, laughter, challenges, and opinions were flowing freely.