BOLD SEDUCTION
by Karyn Gerrard
Release date: Sept 1 2015
Kensington Publishing Corp/Lyrical Press
Word Count 40,000
Historical Romance
No offer is more daring…
BOLD
SEDUCTION
An Intriguing Proposition
Passion. Seduction. Pleasure. These
are the qualities of any courtesan worth her salt. As owner of The Starling
Club, London’s most notorious house of ill-repute, Madame Philomena McGrattan has
seen it all, heard it all, done it
all. There is little that surprises her anymore, and even less that excites
her. So when she is presented a chance at an irresistible
seduction, she can’t help but rise to the challenge.
A Dangerous Game
Studiousness. Practicality. Discipline. Such are the
attributes of a good scholar, and such are the principles Lord Spencer Hornsby
has built his life around. Alone in the Welsh countryside, with only his wolfhounds
for company, Spencer has thrown himself into his work. There is little time for
the pleasures of society, not even to think of the joys of the fairer sex. But
when an unexpected guest arrives at his isolated hunting lodge, Spencer cannot
help but be baffled by the presence of this dangerously beautiful woman. And
when he discovers the reason for her arrival, and the pleasures she promises, he
cannot help but find himself irresistibly intrigued . . .
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Excerpt: Of all the replies this strange woman could give, that one Spence did not expect. Damn his interfering friends. The last time he’d been in their ignominious company they teased him mercilessly of his virgin state. Never should have admitted to such a confidence, but he had one too many brandies and his tongue loosened. At the time, they did not chortle at him, but merely commented the state should be taken care of—and soon. The teasing, he supposed, could be considered good-natured; it wasn’t cruel. He knew the difference.
AUTHOR INFO: Karyn lives in a small town in the western corner of Ontario, Canada. She whiles away her spare time writing and reading romance while drinking copious amounts of Earl Grey tea. Tortured heroes are a must. A multi-published author with a few bestsellers under her belt, Karyn loves to write historicals, particularly in the Victorian era. She also writes the occasional contemporary.
Excerpt: Of all the replies this strange woman could give, that one Spence did not expect. Damn his interfering friends. The last time he’d been in their ignominious company they teased him mercilessly of his virgin state. Never should have admitted to such a confidence, but he had one too many brandies and his tongue loosened. At the time, they did not chortle at him, but merely commented the state should be taken care of—and soon. The teasing, he supposed, could be considered good-natured; it wasn’t cruel. He knew the difference.
A sudden and slow simmer of anger stirred inside him. Were his so-called
comrades lounging at a club in London, laughing with mirth at their joke? Sending
a woman for hire all this way to bed him? Spence’s gaze narrowed. Perhaps this
tart was in on it.
She made for quite a vision, standing there stroking her leg. A ripple
of desire caused his dormant prick to twitch a little. Her gown, though garish,
showed a certain style. Philomena the madam possessed an attractive figure and
a pretty enough face, if not for the gaudy paint. Her hair shimmered with
various shades of the midnight sky and glowed with health and vitality. His
birthday was tomorrow, really? It must have meant Christmas had come and gone
for another year. He did have turkey for dinner last week come to think of it.
Back to the matter at hand.
“Please remove your limb from the chair, Madam McGrattan, and take a
seat.”
She gave him a brief pout but did as he asked.
“I am not sure what manner of payment my acquaintances promised you for
carrying out this means of humiliating me, but I will match the amount if you
will leave me alone.”
She arched an eyebrow at him. “In the first place, Professor, your
friends were genuinely concerned for your isolated life-state. This is not a
joke at your expense, nor would I participate in someone’s mortification. Second,
I’m stuck here for the week. Under the circumstances, we can hardly avoid each
other. If you think I will be bringing in trays of food to you, or looking
after those great beasts of yours, you are bloody well mistaken.”
Justinian woofed, raised his shaggy head, and after a few moments, rested
it on his front paws, ignoring them both.
Her light brown eyes shone with determination. Quite an attractive shade, like tea after the milk had been added.
One week. The place was large enough they could manage to avoid each other. He
couldn’t very well turn her out into the teeth of cold, winter weather. Sharing
accommodations with a stranger would upset his equilibrium; however, he must
make an effort and keep his anxieties well hidden.
“On the second floor there are a few rooms. Pick one of the least dusty
ones, and there you may stay until Boyle returns with the wagon in a week’s
time.”
The madam crossed her arms across her ample chest, and the enticing
glimpse of her bosom caused his cock to twitch again. “I can see to the meals
as I’m able to cook, but you will eat in the bloody dining room with me. As I
said, be damned if I’ll wait on you. You do have one?”
“Yes.Though the room hasn’t been used in some time. Is your verbosity
always this colorful?”
“A lot of men like it. Yes, I suppose my talk could be considered
salty.”
“Much like your cooking I’ll wager to guess,” he murmured.
Philomena smiled. “I like a man who gives as good as he gets. It bodes
well for the task ahead.”
“There will be no ‘task’ between us, Miss McGrattan.”
She stood straight. “We’ll see on that score. I always follow a job
through. Now there is plenty of food. I’ll see what I can scrounge up. I’ll come
and fetch you when it’s ready.”
Philomena turned on her heel and marched from the room, her chin held
high.
Theodora gave him a questioning woof.
“I know, old girl. I’m not sure what to make of her either.”
As long as she can avoid being hit by a runaway moose in her wilderness paradise she assumes everything is golden.
Karyn’s been happily married for a long time to her own hero. His encouragement keeps her moving forward.
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