GENRE: Historical Romance
Trouble
is no match for a lady of the extended Worthington family—except when it comes
in the form of a most irresistible gentleman . . .
Lady Charlotte Carpenter’s
brother-in-law has put an infamous brothel owner out of business—yet it is
Charlotte who suffers the consequences. Abducted by thugs and held at an inn,
she is plotting her escape when she’s suddenly rescued by a dashing gentleman.
Only afterward does she realize she’s seen him before—with two courtesans!
Unwilling to tarry with such a man, Charlotte makes her second escape. But it
is too late to repair her reputation . . .
A known gossip has
spied Charlotte’s movements, and his report is speeding through the rumor mill.
Soon, everyone knows that Charlotte spent the night with Constantine, Marquis
of Kenilworth. And everyone agrees the only answer is marriage—including
Constantine himself, his overjoyed mother—and his mistress! But Charlotte’s abductors
aren’t finished with her yet. Now Constantine will do anything to protect the
spirited woman he loves and win her heart . . .
Excerpt:
Wife? Wed? No, no, no! Being betrothed was bad enough. But
she could get out of that. But married! Lord Kenilworth was the last man in the
world she would wed. Just the idea that he would touch her with the same hands
he used to mistreat other women made her stomach lurch.
Charlotte quickly shoved the memory of his kiss aside. If
she had known who he was, she would never have kissed him.
Taking a deep breath, she said with as firm a voice as she
could muster, “Despite what his lordship said, I do not wish to marry him.
There must be a way to—”
“That is neither here nor there, my dear.” Lady Bellamny
waved away Charlotte’s complaint in a voice so composed it made her want to
slaughter someone. Preferably Lord Kenilworth. “I stopped by Stanwood House to
inform your sister I intended to be out of Town for a few days. Instead, I found
your cousin Jane, Mrs. Addison. Knowing that I am a trustworthy friend of the
family, she told me what had occurred. Unless I am mistaken, you were with Lord
Kenilworth at least overnight, and you were seen entering the inn with him.”
She raised a brow. “In a rather disheveled state.”
Charlotte decided to ignore her creased, dusty gown, and
address the most important issue. “I did not exactly spend the night with him.”
Not all night and, technically, she had entered the inn first. “He followed me
into the inn. I—”
“Close enough, my lady.” His tone was as dry as sand. “We
were seen together walking toward this place, and I held the door open for
you.”
AUTHOR Bio and Links:
Bestselling
author Ella Quinn’s studies and other jobs have always been on the serious
side. Reading historical romances, especially Regencies, were her escape.
Eventually her love of historical novels led her to start writing them.
After living
in the South Pacific, Central America, North Africa, England and Europe, she
and her husband decided to make their dreams come true and are now living on a
sailboat cruising the Caribbean and North America. Europe is next!
She loves
having readers connect with her.
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