*~*Love Note: Collin to Imogen – The Duke by Kerrigan Byrne*~*
He is noble, notorious, and takes no prisoners…
They say that now His Grace, Collin Talmage, Duke of Trenwyth has only one hand, he might finally be a mere mortal, but no one seems willing to test the theory. Rich as Midas, big as a Viking, beautiful as Adonis, and lethal as a feral wolf, he is the English Empire’s golden son. But now he’s lost everything. Most of his family died in a terrible accident, his protégé and closest friend betrayed him on the battlefield, and his left hand was cut off while he was a prisoner of war. The only thing that’s kept him going until now is the memory of a night spent in the arms of a mysterious raven-haired woman almost a year ago…
Imogen Pritchard is a nurse by day, but a fallen woman—and a spy—by night. Seduced on the job years ago by a Duke who mourned for the loss of his family, Imogen has never shaken the memory of the man’s despair—or the fathomless depths of pleasure he brought to her. But as the threat of betrayals, blackmail, and secrets abound, Imogen and Collin are thrown back together in a dizzying swirl of dangerous games and earthshattering desire. But can their love overcome the everything that threatens to tear them apart?
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A dangerous passion…
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Can the fiercest master of battle conquer a woman’s heart?
They call him the Demon Highlander. The fearsome Lieutenant Colonel Liam MacKenzie is known for his superhuman strength, towering presence, and fiery passion in the heat of battle. As Laird to the MacKenzie clan, the undefeated Marquess has vanquished his foes with all rage and wrath of his barbaric Highland ancestors. But when an English governess arrives to care for his children, the master of war finds himself up against his greatest opponent… in the game of love.
Defying all expectations, Miss Philomena is no plain-faced spinster but a ravishing beauty with voluptuous curves and haughty full lips that rattle the Laird to his core. Unintimidated by her master’s raw masculinity and savage ways, the headstrong lass manages to tame not only his wild children but the beast in his soul. With each passing day, Liam grows fonder of Miss Mena—and more suspicious. What secret is she hiding behind those emerald eyes? What darkness brought her to his keep? And how can he conquer this magnificent woman’s heart… without surrendering his own?
Oh Collin…
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Dear Lady Anstruther,
I’d take it as a great kindness if you’d cease your ritual of painting in the garden on sunny afternoons. As Trenwyth Hall abuts the Anstruther Manse, my study window affords a view of your private garden. It is apparent to me that you are ignorant of this, or you wouldn’t insist upon painting in nothing but your chemise, skirts, and corset. I’m aware of the practicality of your actions, as you have a tendency to wear as much paint as your canvass once you are finished, but I really must insist.
I assure you, I’ve tried, but I’m unable to avoid my study at three in the afternoon. I know that’s when I’ll find you there, unguarded, exposed, and unaware that you are observed. Unaware of the effect you might have on a man whose discipline wasn’t forged as an agent of Her Majesty’s crown and tested in an Ottoman prison.
I bring this to your attention as I believe such behavior might inhibit your future martial prospects. Someone—not I, but someone— they might see the way the sun moves through the shadow of an Elm to dapple your bare shoulder in dancing silhouettes. They might find your unbound curls suggestive of more amorous pastimes than merely painting, and spend entirely too much time considering if the locks are more red than gold or vice versa. One might find the arch of your brow charming as it accentuates the depths of your concentration. Nibbling on the tip of your paintbrush might be considered excruciatingly sensual to some. Of course, I’m in no way referring to myself. I prefer dark hair to your fair locks. And porcelain skin, not freckles and honey-hues, so I want to assure you that you’re in no danger of my falling under your spell…
Should you need to discuss this further, I assure you my door is always open, but for the time being, my drapes shall remain firmly closed.
Cordially,
Collin Talmage, Duke of Trenwyth
If you’re anything like me, the best night is one spent with a brawny highlander, a mysterious werewolf, a conflicted vampire, or a hot-headed Irishman. My stories span the spectrum of romantic fiction from historical, to paranormal, to romantic suspense. But I can always promise my readers one thing: memorable and sexy Celtic heroes who are guaranteed to heat your blood before they steal your heart. Lose yourself in the enchanted Celtic Isles, you never know who, or what, will find you…
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