Excerpt & Giveaway: The Duke of Dark Desires by Miranda Neville
The
Duke of Dark Desires
The Wild Quartet # 4
The Wild Quartet # 4
By:
Miranda Neville
Releasing
December 30th,
2014
Avon
Blurb
Wanted:
Governess able to keep all hours…
Rebellious
Julian Fortescue never expected to inherit a dukedom, nor to find
himself guardian to three young half-sisters. Now in the market for a
governess, he lays eyes on Jane Grey and knows immediately she is
qualified-to become his mistress. Yet the alluring woman appears
impervious to him. Somehow Julian must find a way to make her succumb
to temptation … without losing his heart and revealing the haunting
mistakes of his past.
Desired:
Duke skilled in the seductive art of conversation…
Lady
Jeanne de Falleron didn’t seek a position as a governess simply to
fall into bed with the Duke of Denford. Under the alias of Jane Grey,
she must learn which of the duke’s relatives is responsible for the
death of her family-and take her revenge. She certainly can’t
afford the distraction of her darkly irresistible employer, or the
smoldering desire he ignites within her.
But as
Jane discovers more clues about the villain she seeks, she’s faced
with a possibility more disturbing than her growing feelings for
Julian: What will she do if the man she loves is also the man she’s
sworn to kill?
Excerpt
His attention flickered back to the
window and his view of the square, where a delivery cart lumbered by,
leaving horse droppings in its wake. A youthful crossing sweeper
offered his services to a young woman standing next to the central
garden, but she shook her head. The arrival of a well-appointed
vehicle obscured his view of the pair and a man descended, a tall,
fine figure of a man. Even through a thick beard Julian judged him to
be a good decade younger than Julia. Very well done, Mother.
Then a girl stepped out onto the
pavement, and another, and another.
His mother hadn’t said that her
children with the miserable Osbourne were in London. Her three
children. He had a bad feeling about this.
“You didn’t mention that your
daughters are with you.”
“I could hardly leave them alone in
Ireland. May I remind you that my daughters are your sisters.”
“Half sisters.”
“It’s not like you to lack
generosity, Julian. Mr. Osbourne is dead and you should set aside
your differences. Whatever your feelings for him, my poor dear girls
are not to blame.”
“I have no objection to entertaining
them here, not that I can offer puppies or kittens or dolls, or
whatever children need for amusement. I expect my kitchen can provide
tea and cake since I suppose they are too young for madeira. Maria is
what, twelve or thirteen now?”
“She’s fifteen and bidding to be
quite the beauty. You need to pay attention, seeing as I want you to
be the children’s guardian.”
Julian’s nose for danger never let
him down. “Why not your new husband?”
“Because Captain Lowell and I sail
for New York in a week and we can’t take the girls into waters
infested by the French, even in an American ship.”
As usual she had thought only of
herself. “I don’t suppose it occurred to you to postpone the
wedding until it was safe for all to travel. Or to remain with your
daughters in Ireland.”
“I couldn’t do that, Julian. A
woman’s place is with her husband. So I’m leaving the girls with
you. It shouldn’t be for more than a year or two.”
He ought to know better than to be
amazed by her boundless effrontery. “Absolutely not,” he said
when he recovered his breath. “The house is barely furnished and I
have very few servants. Even if I could accommodate three children in
comfort, I am much too busy to look after them.”
“Nurse Bride will do that.”
“Good God, is Bridey still alive?”
She had been Julian’s nurse, and his mother’s before that. “She
must be a hundred years old.”
“In the prime of life. The girls are
no trouble at all, the little angels. Good as gold and excited as can
be about staying with their big brother. Laura was a mere babe when
you last visited us.”
He saw what his mother was up to. Just
as she had sent him off to school in England without a second thought
when she acquired a new husband, now she meant to cast aside the
fruits of that marriage. No, the Osbourne spawn were her
responsibility and he was damned if he’d be landed with them. His
plans for the enjoyment of his newfound wealth did not include the
guardianship of a passel of sisters he barely knew and cared for even
less.
Author
Info
MIRANDA
NEVILLE grew up in England before moving to New York City to work in
Sotheby’s rare books department. After many years as a journalist
and editor, she decided writing fiction was more fun. She lives in
Vermont. She loves hearing from readers and may be reached through
her website.
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