By Connie Brockway
"A lady pressured. . .
In the glittering global of Regency England, Anne Wilder performed a perilous game. A widowed girl through day, by way of evening she grew to become a masked thief preying on society's elite. She roved excessive above London's black rooftops, pressured by means of phantoms from her earlier to take ever larger risks. Until her stressed spirit led her into Colonel Jack Seward's catch. . . the place seduction was once her basically manner out.
A guy obsessed. . .
She'd performed him for a idiot, making the most of his hungry reaction to flee from his clutches. But as Jack sought for his thief, his center fell captive to a self-possessed widow. Torn among illicit ardour and smooth love, Jack is duty-bound to catch the audacious legal, whether it skill ripping society aside to do so. Now he stalked her in the course of the *ton,* by no means figuring out the stunning widow who captured his middle was once a similar girl who roused his so much violent passions.
A love that rejected king and state. . .
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That angel ability to adjust his gravity as he desired, even in the water, so that he was protective and dangerous, in all the right ways. She could see their blurred, distorted reflection in the metal side of the ship as she turned her head. A strange, fantastical creature of white wings and sinuous black legs, pale flesh, black and brown hair, all of it emitting a soft glow because of his wings. It looked real, perfect, all twined together like that. The reality of it twisted inside her, painful and sharp.
Baby. An endearment, one that human males used, according to her books, reminding her that he was probably as much mortal in his mind as he was angel. She didn't mind that. It soothed, comforted even. Though she couldn't believe her nerves quivered at him calling her baby, it made her believe he wanted to give her a name that belonged to this type of intimacy only, so it couldn't be mistaken for anything less. Taking her other tentacle up the inside of his ankle, she felt the shape of his foot, the fine line of calf, the backs of his knees, the muscled thighs, and then, as he shifted, the curve of tight, perfect buttocks.
Both of them. The crimson eye of the Dark One and the blue eye of the woman. That thought slammed out of his mind as he was hit by a wave of pure Dark One energy. Bile rose in his throat, his fingers closing on his daggers. But oddly, he didn't sense Dark Ones ahead. Taking a deep breath, he made the final step and passed through a wall of water into a small, bone-dry chamber, where the water beading on his body evaporated before it hit the ground. Drawing back like a curtain, the darkness was dispelled by the dim light cast by blood red stones embedded into the rock wall.