Title: SAY NO TO THE DUKE
Author: Eloisa James
ISBN: 9780062877826
Price: $7.99
On-Sale Date: 6/25/19
Cover Copy:
Could she possibly
refuse a duke’s hand—in favor of a sardonic, sinful rake?
Lady Betsy Wilde’s first season was triumphant by any measure,
and a duke has proposed—but before marriage, she longs for one last adventure.
No gentleman would agree to her scandalous plan—but Lord
Jeremy Roden is no gentleman. He offers a wager. If she wins a billiards game,
he’ll provide the breeches.
If he wins…she is his, for one wild night.
But what happens when Jeremy realizes that one night will
never be enough? In the most important battle of his life, he’ll have to
convince Betsy to say no to the duke.
Say No to the Duke is available in the following formats:
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Author Bio:
Eloisa James is a USA
Today and New York Times bestselling author and professor of English
literature, who lives with her family in New York, but can sometimes be found
in Paris or Italy. She is the mother of two and, in a particularly delicious
irony for a romance writer, is married to a genuine Italian knight. Visit her
at www.eloisajames.com.
Excerpt:
They
moved toward each other as if they were following the steps of a very slow,
very grand country dance. One that was danced by kings and queens and
countryfolk alike.
When
they were beside each other, she squared her shoulders and met his eyes. “I
decided to come to you. I hope that is all right.”
“I
do believe that you are the bravest woman I’ve ever met,” he replied.
He
couldn’t have said anything better; Betsy felt herself begin to glow. “I
haven’t been brave to this point, but I have made up my mind to change. I
outlawed being nervous, but now I need to outlaw being afraid.” She hesitated. “I
have chosen courage, and now I choose happiness.”
“I
love you as you are,” he whispered, and then his mouth came down on hers.
Her
breath caught in her throat because their tongues met as if they kissed every
day, every night. He tasted right, which sent a shiver through her whole body, and pushed her against him gently, the way a pebble might
roll up a beach when the tide comes in.
One
doesn’t fight the tide.
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