Jasper's Angel [Kindle Compatible (MOBI)]
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by Maggie Jagger
Category: Romance/Historical Fiction
Description: Eleanor is forced to marry a wicked rake after she saves his life but she only likes him insane, when he adores her as his angel. Rating: Sensual
eBook Publisher: New Concepts Publishing, 2009
Fictionwise Kindle eBookstore Release Date: December 2009
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Available eBook Formats [Kindle Compatible (MOBI) - What's this?]: Kindle Compatible (MOBI) [312 KB]
Reading time: 213-298 min.
All Other formats: Printing DISABLED, Read-aloud DISABLED
Eleanor refused to chaperone the most annoying matchmakers in England. Giving them an opportunity to be wicked was the only way to stop them plotting to find her a husband, any husband at all. They had no conscience where she was concerned.
Her sister's voice filtered through the perfumed air from the shade of the wisteria bower. "All five of them?"
"You can't count Jasper," said Mr. Benedict. "He's as exclusive as the duke. Your sister won't appeal to either of them. We must pin our hopes on her attracting the rest of the Halyton Horde."
"If one of them falls in love with her and compromises her, she'd have to marry him." Juliet sounded thrilled at the idea. "They are all extremely handsome. Eleanor cannot complain!"
"Complain about marrying a Halyton? Should hope not, my love. Brothers of a duke, you know." Mr. Benedict lowered his voice to ask in worried tones, "Do you find them awfully good looking?"
"Not as handsome as you, Lancie."
Eleanor almost laughed out loud. How could he worry about his appearance? He was the most boyishly handsome man she had ever met. His flowing blond hair framed a face of breathtaking beauty. If he'd never opened his mouth to speak, she might have loved him as ardently as Juliet.
During a noisy interlude filled with masculine moans and feminine sighs, Eleanor edged out of the rose arbor determined to escape the Halyton brothers, known far and wide as the Horde.
"Your sister is not as lovely as you," rasped Mr. Benedict.
Eleanor hoped they forgot all propriety and gave in to their desires. She hoped they got caught anticipating their matrimonial delights.
"Oh, Juliet! Oh! Oh!" Mr. Benedict's eloquence diminished. "Agh."
What were they doing? She couldn't resist a quick glance, just to see if more witnesses were required.
"Oh, Lancie." Juliet stroked her fiance's chest. Even through all his clothes, it had an effect on him.