Just released! This is book two in the Marlow Intrigues series from
exciting new author, Jane Lark. If you love historical romance, you must have a look at this "Spotlight on ... " post. And, by the way, Jane Lark is my guest blogger at my other blog too, My Jane Austen Book Club. Have a look at her piece about The Theatre Jane Austen attended in Bath. It's really interesting.
Blurb
The only woman who had power over notorious rake Robert
Marlow was now walking away from him, again. He'd heard Sutton had died, and known
Jane was free, but he'd always thought his desire would only be for revenge,
not her. Yet here he was, unable to deny what he felt for her… what he’d never
felt for any other woman…
Read an
excerpt
“You are such a liar,
Jane.”
His tone was no
longer angry, but it held a cynical humor, and the pupils in his eyes had
widened, large dark onyx circles darkening his gaze with long dark lashes
defining it.
A warm ache settled
somewhere in her chest then spiraled to her womb like a rolling penny when his
lips lowered to hers, catching at them gently, a soft caress.
She echoed it without
thought. Her eyes closed as he continued to kiss her, and she opened her mouth
when his tongue touched her lips. Her very bones melting, her arms reached
about his neck, and her bodypressed against him, and then he stopped and pulled
away.
Her eyelids lifted.
She faced a knowing smile and felt the chill of his desertion.
“As I thought, a lie,
Your Grace, all of it. You do want
me. Like it or not, Jane. Admit it or not. You want me. You are found out, my
dear.” His eyes narrowed as he continued. “But why not admit it. I cannot make
you out. And there I presume is the dilemma which has you so distracted and
upset. Whatever it is that prevents you admitting it, I mean.”
His hand rose
suddenly and tapped her under the chin, before dropping again. “Such a tease,
Jane. You don’t know me very well, do you? These games do nothing but inspire
me to persist.”
A knock struck the
door she’d left ajar. “Tea, Ma’am.” The maid’s voice reached into the room.
“Come in.” Jane felt
a blush rise again, realizing the maid must have heard at least part of their
conversation.
Jane turned her back
on Robert to hide her embarrassment, then crossed the room and looked out the
window.
She waited there,
listening as the maid laid out the tea tray.
“Thank you,” Jane
said, when she heard the maid withdraw, looking down toward the square and the
park below.
Joshua was there,
sitting in his curricle.
He’d positioned it in
the far corner of the square and sat with one arm stretched along the back of
the double seat while he smoked a thin cigar, looking up at the house. A
gloating smirk lodged on his face as he spotted her.
She stepped back and
turned away only to find her path blocked by her other pursuer, the Earl of
Barrington.
Reviews on Jane’s first novel, The
Illicit Love of a Courtesan
“Pure,
unadulterated romance,”
Best
Chick Lit.com
“Jane
Lark has an incredible talent to draw the reader in from the first page onwards.”
Cosmo
Chick Litan Book Reviews
"Any description that I
give you could not give this book a tenth of the justice that it deserves.
Wonderful!"
Candy Coated Book Blog
"This book held me captive after the first 2
pages. If I could crawl inside and live in there with the characters
I would."
A Reading Nurse Blogspot
“The
book swings from truly swoon-worthy, tense and heart wrenching, highly erotic
and everything else in between. A fantastic read that you won’t regret picking
up.”
Best
Chick Lit.com
“Just plain delicious reading.”
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2 comments:
Thank you for sharing this.
:-)
Best wishes
Jane
nice excerpt
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