For Love of the Earl Gets Some Cover Love!
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What’s Better than a Summer of Love? A Contest!
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Enjoy an Excerpt from To Be a Duke
April 1826 London “You are not at all concerned your wife will find out?” Alec stood in the bedchamber of one of London’s most refined and most adventurous widows and casually replaced the stopper in the decanter of brandy. He set it carefully down on the gold-plated tray that seemed rather ostentatious even to him. …
An Excerpt from A Countess Most Daring
April 1815 Naples, Italy Thatcher writhed on the grimy, hard, cold stone floor of their prison cell with what he thought were believable contortions. It had been hours since they had been brought to their tiny prison, and it looked as if the Italians would take their own merry time in getting around to doing…