His Wicked Kiss: A Novel
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From emerald jungles to the high seas to the glittering ballrooms of Regency London, beloved author Gaelen Foley tells a sweeping, sensual tale of the ruggedly handsome Lord Jack Knight and the passionate beauty who lays claim to his heart.
An English rose blooming in the untamed jungles of South America, Eden Farraday lives a life of independence–unheard of for a lady–with her doctor-turned-scientist father. But Eden misses England desperately. When the dangerous and darkly charming Lord Jack Knight sails into her life, she seizes her chance to return to civilization, stowing away aboard his London-bound ship.
Roguish and charismatic, a self-made shipping tycoon with a shadowy past and a well-guarded heart, Jack is sailing on a vital secret mission. When the redheaded temptress is discovered aboard his vessel, he reacts with fury–and undeniable lust. Forced to protect her from his rough crew, the devilish Lord Jack demands a scandalous price in exchange for Eden’s safe passage across the sea. As his wicked kiss ignites an unforgettable blaze of passion between them, Jack and Eden confront a soul-searing love that cannot be denied.
shrewdly. “Best decide soon.” He tossed his head with a snort and prowled away, pacing to the edge of the hillside, where he stared out over the bay. His uncle’s words preyed on his mind. Are you really doing this for her sake or is it for yours? Buy her the ton’s affection. You’re not that angry seventeen-year-old anymore… He looked out at the sea, the wilderness he had escaped to. Maybe not so different from her father, after all. He had always been the sort of man who, when he made a
wind chimes. She was as harmless, biddable, and gentle as her red-haired cousin was fiery and strong-willed. “Aye, they were ready with the grappling hooks,” Trahern admitted, blushing modestly. “They were going to board us. Luckily Cap’n Jack was there. He fought while I sailed the ship.” “Did you…kill some of them, Lord Jack?” Amelia inquired in a tremulous voice. “The Barbary corsairs, I mean?” “Ohh, I don’t recall. Maybe one or two.” Trahern let out a snort of a laugh, no doubt
docks—a brother of the Duke of Hawkscliffe.” “And what would you want with him?” Lord Arthur inquired, peering down his nose at the man in suspicion. “I must find him! My daughter is with him—she is in dire peril!” The plea of parental distress commanded Arthur’s immediate attention—and his complete sympathy. He would have been here sooner himself if he had not been delayed by a most distressing, cryptic message from his middle son, Derek. That young rogue never wrote to his father, always
for a while, until her next escapade. Her second son had been nothing but a constant reminder of her fall from grace. That was to say nothing of the merciless way he had been treated by the boys at school, who had known of his true parentage before he did, thanks to their parents’ gossip. It had been a hard way to find out that he was a bastard. But at least it had explained why the neighbors had looked down on him for what he was—including Maura’s parents, Lord and Lady Griffith. And so, from
be quiet, you can. Will you try?” “Fine!” He snorted and scowled at her, but bent down with a sulky look and began talking softly to the bull-terrier, poking his fingers through the mesh cage in an effort to pet the dog. She realized the Nipper’s insistence on seeing Jack was simply due to the fact that he was scared—they all were—and being near Jack made the child feel safe. But right now Jack had a job to do, and all of their lives depended on him. She turned away, satisfied that she had