Vanquishing the Viscount
by Elizabeth Keysian
Wayard in Essex, #3
Publication Date: April 9, 2018
Genres: Adult, Entangled: Scandalous, Historical, Romance
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SYNOPSIS:
Emma Hibbert will never again trust a good-looking man. They offer nothing but heartbreak and humiliation. But her conscience won’t let her abandon a sinfully handsome stranger needing help—even if he ignites an unwelcome passion in her. She soon realizes she should have left him in the mud where she found him, for he has the power to ruin everything…
Viscount Tidworth is anything but grateful for being rescued after a tumble from his horse. His pretty savior may be well-meaning, but forcing him to delay his journey completely wrecks his engagement plans. And Tidworth cannot let that stand. But when he discovers Emma’s true identity, he must choose between his desire for revenge…and his baffling attraction to her.
As
she bustled about in the unfamiliar surroundings of the house in Daniel Street,
she wondered why on earth James was coming for her in a carriage. Great
Pulteney Street was only just around the corner, the very briefest of walks.
Their new manservant could probably have wheeled her few possessions over there
on a handcart.
Separating
out her hat boxes from Mama’s, she grimaced. The reason was obvious. The
countess wanted the Rossbury carriage to be seen out and about the town so Bath
Society would be reminded what august personages were living in their midst.
There
was the distinct sound of an equipage drawing up in front. Here so soon?
Emma's
stomach felt like lead. She hated leaving her parents before they were settled.
And how should she greet the man who’d engineered such a massive upheaval in
all their lives? She hadn't set eyes on Tidworth since he left Tresham the day
his parents came to fetch him. She wasn't looking forward to the
encounter...for so many reasons.
Curiosity
won over caution and she peeped around the shutters to watch the coach disgorge
its occupant.
There
was the familiar form of the viscount, the sight of whom turned the lead weight
in her stomach into a flock of fluttering doves. He turned back to the
carriage and—to Emma’s great surprise—assisted a small female figure down the
steps.
Not
the Countess of Rossbury, for she was taller. Why had James brought a woman
with him? To make sure Emma didn’t rail at him in the carriage?
She
smiled wryly to herself. If he thought the presence of someone else was going
to protect him from her disapproval, the man was fooling himself!
Smoothing
down her new gown, she tilted her chin and walked boldly into the drawing room.
James
stood by the fireplace, one booted foot resting on the empty fender, his hands
clasped behind his back, emphasizing the breadth of his shoulders. Despite the
heat of the day, his white neck linen was crisply pristine, his face fresh and
smooth, framed by hair recently cut into the fashionable windswept style. With
his long legs encased in tight-fitting buckskins and his light blue tailcoat,
he looked extremely dashing.
But...remote.
His
gaze fastened on her as soon as she entered the room, and he stepped forward to
give her a smart bow before brushing a kiss across the back of her hand.
All
her bravado melted away.
ABOUT ELIZABETH KEYSIAN
Elizabeth Keysian felt destined to write historical romance due to her Cornish descent, and an ancestral connection to the Norse god Odin. Being an only child gave her plenty of time to read, create imaginary worlds, produce her own comics, and write sketches and a deplorably bad musical for an amateur dramatics group.
Three decades spent working in museums and archaeology fired Elizabeth’s urge to write, as did living on a Knights Templar estate, with a garage full of skeletons, a resident ghost and a moat teeming with newts.
Elizabeth lives near Bath in England with her partner and cats.
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