“You have no cause to be nervous,” the Countess of Cardington reassured under her breath. “We are among friends.” Lady Sophie Milton-Riley managed a shaky smile against the lip of her sherry glass. “Nervous, grand-mère? Never.” She was very nearly …
From Chapter 7-8 Wulf’s long-legged stride ate up the seemingly endless length of white stone hallway with ease. The guards stationed at various intervals bowed at the waist as he passed, their eyes wide as they stared at Katie squirming …
Stolen Pleasures British West Indies, February 1813 He’d stolen a bride. Sebastian Blake gripped his knife with white-knuckled force and kept his face impassive. If the beauty in front of him were to be believed he’d stolen his own bride. …
