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A REGAL BEAUTY
When the duchess decides to wed her to a wastrel and a fop, Ravyn Grahm takes matters into her own hands and declares her engagement to another man. Instead of fessing up and telling her great aunt what she has done, she goes through with the pretense. Aric Lakeland is the bastard son of an earl and has a dangerous reputation. But Ravyn is willing to do most anything to keep the duchess from discovering the lie.
A DEVIL-MAY-CARE SMUGGLER
He'd bought land in America, looking to put down roots and end his life of adventure, but Aric Lakeland got more than he bargained for when he encountered a beautiful heiress who made a promise she didn't want to keep. But the promise could not be undone and standing between them were more obstacles than either ever dreamed. Aric had made plans to spend the rest of his life in America and that was at odds with Ravyn's plan of living in England and running her father's estate. Now, he'll have to choose between his dreams and the woman he loves more than life.
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A deep sound vibrated through Aric as hunger knotted fiercely in his body, his muscles corded beneath Ravyn’s exploring hands.About the Author:
"Aric?" Ravyn whispered. "Is something wrong?"
"Hell, no. I just learned that little imps have tiny golden claws, that’s all."
He laughed deep in his throat as he looked at her dazed, sultry eyes and flushed lips. "You taste of brandy," he said.
"You do too."
"I taste of you. Lick my lips, Ravyn. Let me feel that soft little tongue in my mouth."
Desire shimmered through her. "I didn’t know…"
Aric made an inquiring noise that sounded like a purr of eagerness.
"The kiss," she whispered. "I didn’t understand--I didn’t--it was so intimate. I tasted you."
"The brandy was all you."
"The rest of it wasn’t. You’re so hot and almost salty and mostly sweet." Ravyn shuddered. "Like this brandy, you make me dizzy."
"Ravyn," Aric said thickly, "you’re going to burn me alive."