By Mary Balogh
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Unique booklet: 1999
One reckless guy . . . One passionate woman.
Enter the realm of Mary Balogh—the glittering ballrooms and giant kingdom estates of Regency-era England, the place romance, with all its secret, magic, and surprises, comes vibrantly alive.
It used to be an ideal morning in may possibly . . .
Neville Wyatt, Earl of Kilbourne, awaited his bride on the altar—when a ragged beggar lady raced down the aisle as an alternative. The cream of the ton observed him stare, surprised, then claim that this was once his spouse! One evening of ardour used to be all he remembered as he beheld Lily, the lady he'd wed, enjoyed, and misplaced at the battlefield in Portugal. Now he acknowledged he'd honor his dedication to her—regardless of the gulf that lay among them.
Then Lily spoke her brain . . .
She stated she sought after in basic terms to begin a brand new life—wanted just a husband who actually enjoyed her. She needed to depart him to benefit tips on how to meet his global on her phrases. So Lily agreed to earn her preserve as his aunt's spouse and learn the genteel arts. quickly she was once the toast of the ton, each inch a countess healthy for the earl, who vowed to end up to his awesome spouse that what he felt for her was once way over hope, that what he sought after from her was once even more than . . . One evening for romance.
Olympias has lengthy reigned because the Enforcer of Washington, DC, yet now her committed human servant is wondering her command. with out allies, Olympias needs to stand-alone opposed to these bent on her destruction-no subject the non-public expense.
"Jasmine ""Jazz"" Callender is at the downhill slide to smash. as soon as a adorned murder detective, she's misplaced all of it: her former partner's been convicted of homicide, she's been cashiered out, and she's consuming away what little self-respect she's bought left. yet Jazz has a expertise for hassle, and a person understands it.
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She hesitated. But she did not want him to think her inexperienced, easy to manipulate. “Oh, of course,” she said. ” She smiled into his eyes as she reached for a pear from the dish of fruit. ” She was startled by the look of naked desire that flared in his eyes for a moment as he followed the movement of her hand. But it was soon veiled behind his lazy eyelids and slightly mocking smile. “Of course,” he said softly. ” Verity kept her eyes on the pear she was peeling. It was unusually juicy, she was dismayed to find.
Except that it was no game. How soon would it be, she wondered, before Mama discovered that there was no Lady Coleman, that there was no genteel and easy employment? Fortunately they had moved to London from the country so recently and under such straitened circumstances that they had few friends and none at all who moved in fashionable circles. They had moved because Chastity’s chill, contracted last winter not long after their father’s death, had stubbornly refused to go away. It had become painfully clear to them that they might well lose her if they did not consult a physician more knowledgeable than the local doctor.
She had looked up then and regarded him very directly with those magnificent emerald eyes. “Money ought not to be able to buy it, my lord,” she had said. ” He had gazed back, one eyebrow raised, containing his fury. Such as he? What the devil was she implying? “Do I understand, Miss Heyward,” he had asked, injecting as much boredom into his voice as he could summon, “that you do not like the gift? Dear me, I ought to have had my man pick up a diamond bracelet instead. ” She had looked into his eyes for several moments longer, no discernible anger there at his insult.
A Regency Christmas III by Mary Balogh