Christi Caldwell Release Event:
OFFICIAL
BLURB:
Destitute and determined to finally be free of any man’s
shackles, Lily Benedict sets out to salvage her honor. With no choice but to
commit a crime that will save her from her past, she enters the home of the
recluse, Derek Winters, the new Duke of Blackthorne. But entering the
"Beast of Blackthorne's" lair proves more threatening than she ever
imagined.
With half a face and a mangled leg, Derek—once rugged and
charming—only exists within the confines of his home. Shunned by society, Derek is leery of the
hauntingly beautiful Lily Benedict. As
time passes, she slips past his defenses, reminding him how to live again. But when Lily's sordid past comes back,
threatening her life, it's up to Derek to find the strength to become the hero
he once was. Can they overcome the
darkness of their sins to find a life of love and redemption?
EXCERPT:
“I don’t give a bloody hell if it is the damn Queen of
England for tea and biscuits, do not darken my door.”
She stared unblinking at the door. This was William’s brother?
This foul-mouthed, mannerless brute? A more rational, sensible woman would be
fearful of the beast who dwelled on the other side. However, she was long past
fearing a snarling, petulant duke.
The butler, Harris, looked painfully at her, his expression
conveying an absolute uncertainty of how to proceed. He tried once more with
his employer. “I-it is about the g—”
“If you say it is about the girl, I’ll have you hung by your
ballocks.”
Oh, that was really enough. Lily reached past the servant,
and ignoring his shocked gasp, she pressed the handle.
Locked.
She furrowed her brow. Humph. Well, she’d not anticipated
that. Lily tried again.
“Harrison, if you jiggle my damn handle once more, I’ll
myself remove your hand from you body.”
A small giggle cut into the end of the duke’s vile speech
and Lily whipped her head to the right. A little girl in white skirts stood at
the end of the hall. The widening of her cornflower blue eyes indicated shock
at being discovered. Then the giggling imp ducked back behind the wall and
disappeared.
Lily gave her head a shake. What manner of place was this?
Angry, shouting men. Giggling, unattended children...and those same unattended
children giggling at the shouting, angry men?
Poor Harri. The man appeared one more outburst from the duke
away from casting up his mornings account. Alas, Lily should have learned long
ago from her own experience that ordinary people were capable of extraordinary
courage.
Christi
Caldwell Bio:
CHRISTI CALDWELL
USA TODAY Bestselling author CHRISTI CALDWELL blames Judith
McNaught’s “Whitney, My Love!” for luring her into the world of historical
romance. While sitting in her graduate school apartment at the University of
Connecticut, Christi decided to set aside her notes and pick up her laptop to
try her hand at romance. She believes the most perfect heroes and heroines have
imperfections, and she rather enjoys torturing them before crafting them a
well-deserved happily ever after!
Christi makes her home in southern Connecticut where she
spends her time writing her own enchanting historical romances, chasing around
her feisty six-year-old son and caring for her twin princesses in training!
Links: Website: http://christicaldwell.com
Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Christi-Caldwell/e/B0061UVSPO/ref=sr_ntt_srch_lnk_1?qid=1455588327&sr=1-1
Twitter: https://twitter.com/christicaldwell
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