By Karen Ranney
An Explosive stumble upon Mary Kate Bennett used to be married too early, widowed too younger, and left to fend for herself with no penny. Her direction used to be by no means intended to pass with Archer St. John's, apart from a poor carriage twist of fate with the wickedly good-looking Earl of Sanderhurst. Mary Kate awakens in a mysterious lord's mattress to a existence extra sumptuous than she can have ever imagined, dealing with a guy she's by no means met earlier than, yet instinctively knows...A center Held HostageThe whispers approximately Archer stick to him at any place he is going. Had the reclusive nobleman murdered his unsatisfied countess? while Mary Kate enters his lifestyles so unexpectedly, the daring earl is confident that she has the entire solutions he has been trying to find. So why cannot he contemplate the rest along with her decadently pink hair, her luminescent dermis, and the emotions this shiny, lively good looks conjures up inside his masculine soul?A depraved FantasyTheir love could be a fable, or it may be robust sufficient to entwine their destinies endlessly.
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Was that why she had wanted to give him something greater than her simple gratitude, something that would, in some insignificant way, express to him all the feelings she had—appreciation, respect, admiration, and even a touch of longing? Even if she never saw him again, Mary Kate knew she would always think of him; perhaps he would forever inhabit her dreams. She had nothing of worth to give him, nothing handed down or kept safe, nothing she’d made with her own talent or spun from her hair. Nothing, after all, but the knowledge that had swelled up in her heart and made its presence known an insistent inch at a time.
Just a small light, like a distant star in a moonless night. “It began as dreams, really. ” She would not look in his direction again, seemingly intent upon plucking the sheet from the area of her right knee. ” “And my state of undress? ” How could she tell him that the words had flown out of her mouth before she could stop them, the sense of wonder upon viewing him deadening all sense of proper deportment? ” The humor in his tone mocked her, ridiculed her hard-won composure. Now her attention was all on him, direct and unflinching.
Mary Kate took a deep breath, concentrated on the sound of Polly’s voice. Such an anchor was useless, as feeble as a paper leash restraining a tiger. Polly passed Mary Kate a cup of tea from the tray she’d brought in only moments ago. Mary Kate pressed her lips firmly together, closed her eyes against the room swimming in her vision. It seemed a strange tableau, Mary Kate thought wildly, trapped inside herself in a way she had never felt before. She could see Polly standing there, coaxing her to drink from the cup she proffered, see herself helpless to speak.
My Wicked Fantasy (Avon Romantic Treasure) by Karen Ranney