Tag: Christy Carlyle

Rules for a Rogue – Christy Carlyle

He always searched for her. Call it perversity or a reckless brand of tenacity. Heaven knew he’d been accused of both. Pacing the scuffed wooden floorboards at the edge of the stage, Christopher Ruthven shoved a hand through his black hair and skimmed his dark gaze across each seat in the main theater stalls of […]

One Dangerous Desire – Christy Carlyle

WHEN YOU’VE COME to plunder, blending into the crowd is no longer a possibility. “He’s an American,” one lady whispered. “Dangerous,” another added. “Wild,” the third insisted. The ladies’ whispers carried through the din of chatter in the Bridewells’ crowded drawing room, and Rex Leighton tightened his grip on the ridiculously tiny glass a footman […]

Never Tempt a Rogue – Christy Carlyle

“He has the longest legs.” Amelia Huntingdon twirled a strand of glossy chestnut hair around her finger and sighed dramatically. “It’s quite something to see him walk. His thighs flex so—” “Curb your tongue, Amy. A lady does not notice a man’s flexibility, nor anything else about his thighs.” Felicity Beckett placed a finger between […]

Love for Lady Winter – Christy Carlyle

Bocka Morrow, Cornwall, December 1811 Ghosts didn’t frighten Lady Winifred Gissing, though they seemed to disturb her aunt, Miss Elinor Renshawe, a great deal. “Let us agree, my dear, that we shall not be unsettled by this talk of haunted castles. We are reasonable ladies, neither of us given to fairytale nonsense.” Rearranging the knitted […]

How to Woo a Wallflower – Christy Carlyle

Whitechapel repulsed Gabriel Adamson. Grime and smoke hung so thick in the air that he could taste grit on his tongue. Narrow lanes conspired to trap the neighborhood’s fetid stench, and its tenements loomed above his head as if they’d crush him under the weight of their cramped, miserable inhabitants. Now that he could afford […]

Enchanted at Christmas – Christy Carlyle

a hosts didn’t frighten Lady Winifred Gissing, though they seemed to disturb her aunt, Miss Elinor Renshawe, a great deal. “Let us agree, my dear, that we shall not be unsettled by this talk of haunted castles. We are reasonable ladies, neither of us given to fairytale nonsense.” Rearranging the knitted shawl she’d been using […]

Anything But a Duke – Christy Carlyle

March 1845 London, Belgrave Square She absolutely could not be late. Diana Ashby approached the looking glass in her dressing room and tightened the ribbon she’d gathered around her dark, unruly hair. She’d gotten distracted in her laboratory and now the clock ticked dangerously close to the top of the hour. An exception had been […]

A Duke Changes Everything – Christy Carlyle

London, August 1844 Lyon’s Gentlemen’s Club, downstairs “You know why I’ve come, Lyon.” “I know you’re wasting your time.” Nicholas Lyon waited, hoping the man would accept his fate and retreat. “My answer hasn’t changed.” “Monster.” The man spat the word under his breath, but Nick heard the whispered curse. He’d been called as much […]

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