The
Lady Hellion
Wicked Deceptions # 3
Wicked Deceptions # 3
By: Joanna Shupe
Releasing May 26, 2015
Zebra
Blurb
A Marquess’ daughter, Lady Sophia Barnes doesn’t
take no for an answer. Especially when she’s roaming London’s seedy
underground…dressed as a man.
A
rabble rouser for justice, Sophie’s latest mission is to fight for the rights
of the poor, the wretched—and the employees at Madame Hartley’s brothel. She’s
not concerned about the criminals who will cross her path, for Sophie has
mastered the art of deception—including the art of wearing trousers. Now her
fate is in her own hands, along with a loaded gun. All she needs is instruction
on how to shoot it. But only one person can help her: Lord Quint, the man who
broke her heart years ago. The man she won’t let destroy her again…
The
last thing Damien Beecham, Viscount Quint, needs is an intrusion on his
privacy, especially from the beautiful, exasperating woman he’s never stopped
wanting. A woman with a perilously absurd request, no less! For Damien is
fighting a battle of his own, one he wishes to keep hidden—along with his
feelings for Lady Sophia. Yet that fight is as hopeless as stopping her
outlandish plan. Soon all Quint knows for certain is that he will die trying to
protect her…
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Goodreads
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Goodreads Series Link: https://www.goodreads.com/series/130734-wicked-deceptions
Author Info
Award-winning author JOANNA SHUPE has always loved history,
ever since she saw her first Schoolhouse Rock cartoon. While in college, Joanna
read every romance she could get her hands on and soon started crafting her own
racy historical novels. She now lives in New Jersey with her two spirited
daughters and dashing husband.
EXCERPT #1
“You
have a visitor, my lord.”
Damien Beecham, Viscount Quint, did
not bother looking up at his new butler, his attention instead focused on the
rows of letters in front of him. He had to get this idea down. Now—before
it was too late. “Pass on the usual response, Turner.”
The butler cleared his throat. “I beg your
lordship’s
pardon, but the name is Taylor.”
Quint grimaced. He could hardly be
faulted for forgetting the lad’s
name, could he? Taylor had only been on the job for a few days. Or was this
further proof of Quint’s
worst fear becoming a reality?
Nearly three months since the
shooting. Three months and he was no better. Oh, the wound had closed, the
fever abated, yet everything else that followed had only worsened.
He exhaled and dipped his pen in the
ink pot. The invocation he’d
adopted these past weeks went through his head: Remain occupied. Engage your
mind while you can. Prepare for the worst. He looked back down at his
cipher. “Apologies, Taylor. No visitors. Ever.
Until further notice, I am not receiving callers.”
“She
said your lordship might say no, and if so, I was tell you her name—the
Lady Sophia Barnes. I was also to mention she planned on coming in whether your
lordship allowed it or not.”
Quint felt himself frown. Sophie,
here? Why? Displeasure was quickly replaced by an uncomfortable weight on his
chest. He could not face anyone, most especially her. “No.
Definitely not. Tell her—”
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