Excerpt & Giveaway: Never Judge a Lady By Her Cover by Sarah MacLean
Never
Judge a Lady by Her CoverThe
Rules of Scoundrels # 4
By:
Sarah MacLean
Releasing
November 25th,
2014
Avon
Romance
Blurb
By
day, she is Lady Georgiana, sister to a duke, ruined before her first
season in the worst kind of scandal. But the truth is far more
shocking-in London’s darkest corners, she is Chase, the mysterious,
unknown founder of the city’s most legendary gaming hell. For
years, her double identity has gone undiscovered...until
now.
Brilliant, driven, handsome-as-sin Duncan West is intrigued by the beautiful, ruined woman who is somehow connected to a world of darkness and sin. He knows she is more than she seems and he vows to uncover all of Georgiana’s secrets, laying bare her past, threatening her present, and risking all she holds dear...including her heart.
Brilliant, driven, handsome-as-sin Duncan West is intrigued by the beautiful, ruined woman who is somehow connected to a world of darkness and sin. He knows she is more than she seems and he vows to uncover all of Georgiana’s secrets, laying bare her past, threatening her present, and risking all she holds dear...including her heart.
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Lady
Georgiana Pearson—who barely claimed the honorific and barely
deserved the descriptor—was thrilled with her ruination, and had
been for years. It had, after all, made her rich and powerful, the
owner of The Fallen Angel, London’s most scandalous and most
popular gaming hell, and the most feared person in Britain … the
mysterious “gentleman” known only as Chase.
It was
of little consequence that she was, in fact, female.
So,
yes, Georgiana believed that the heavens had smiled upon her that day
a decade prior when her fate had been forged. Her exile from Society,
for better or worse, meant a dearth of invitations to balls, teas,
picnics, and assorted events, which, in turn, eliminated the
necessity for battalions of chaperones, inane conversation over tepid
lemonade, and pretending to show interest in the holy trinity of
aristocratic female conversation—mindless gossip, modern fashion,
and marriageable gentlemen.
She
had little interest in gossip, as it was rarely the truth and never
the whole truth. She preferred secrets, offered by powerful men who
had scandal to trade.
Similarly,
she had little interest in fashion. Skirts were too often taken as a
mark of feminine weakness, relegating ladies to doing little but
smooth them and less refined females to doing little but lift them.
When on the floor of her gaming hell, she hid in plain sight inside
the brightly colored silks that costumed London’s most skilled
prostitutes, but in all other places, she preferred the freedom of
trousers.
And
she had no interest in gentlemen, caring not a bit if they were
handsome, clever, or titled as long as they had money to lose. For
years, she had laughed at the eligible gentlemen who had been marked
for marriage by the women of London, their names listed in the
betting book at The Fallen Angel—their future wives speculated
upon, their wedding dates predicted, their progeny forecasted. She’d
watched London’s bachelors from the owners’ suite at her
casino—each more rich, handsome, and well-bred than the last—as
they were felled, shackled, and married.
And
she’d thanked her maker that she hadn’t been forced into the
silly charade, forced to care, forced to marry.
No,
Lady Georgiana Pearson, ruined at the tender age of sixteen—now a
decade-old warning for all jewels of the ton who had
followed her—had learned her lesson about men early, and blessedly
escaped any expectation of the parson’s noose.
Until
now.
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Sarah
MacLean grew up in Rhode Island, obsessed with historical romance and
bemoaning the fact that she was born far too late for her own season.
Her love of all things historical helped to earn her degrees from
Smith College and Harvard University before she finally set pen to
paper and wrote her first book.
Sarah now lives in New York City with her husband, baby daughter, their dog, and a ridiculously large collection of romance novels. She loves to hear from readers. Please visit her at www.macleanspace.com
Sarah now lives in New York City with her husband, baby daughter, their dog, and a ridiculously large collection of romance novels. She loves to hear from readers. Please visit her at www.macleanspace.com
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This was a very good read. I need to read the first books now. Glad I tried it!
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