Loving Lady Lazuli
by Shehanne
Moore
Only
one man in England can identify her. Unfortunately he’s living next door.
Ten
years ago sixteen year old Sapphire, the greatest jewel thief England has ever
known, ruined Lord Devorlane Hawley’s life. Now she’s dead and buried, all the
respectable widow, Cassidy Armstrong, wants is the chance to prove who she
really is.
But not only does her new neighbor believe he
knows that exactly, he’s hell-bent on revenge.
All he needs is the actual proof.
So when he asks her to choose between being his mistress, or dangling on
the end of a rope, only Sapphire can decide…
What’s left for a woman with nowhere left to
go, but to stay exactly where she is?
And
hope, that when it comes to neighbors, Devorlane Hawley won’t prove to be the
one from hell.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
EXCERPTS:
“How…how do you know my name?” The thought he did made her
heart pound. Now he was going to tell her the truth that had so far proved
elusive. The one she had held to for twenty-two years. Who she really was.
Cassidy Armstrong, the rightful owner of Barwych. She set the empty glass down
on a side-table—scratched, in need of restoration, but still worth a bob or two.
“I made it my special business to acquire it from Tilly.”
In itself? It was enough to turn her insides to queasy
froth. What made her think they were about to acquaint themselves with the
Turkish rug, however, was the casual manner in which he now also acquired the
chair opposite. No bow. No hand kiss. Nothing. Just a complete ignoring of her,
so she might as well not be there, as he brushed past.
"Do forgive me, Mrs. Armstrong, at times that scratch
is almost painful.” Leveling his gaze on her, he flicked the creases from the
knees of his trousers. Then he stretched his long, lean legs across the rug.
All the way across. Blocking her exit to the door. “I acquired it in the
Portuguese Peninsular. Do you know of such places?”
“The Portuguese Peninsular?” Belle’s mouth dropped open.
“Devorlane… Don’t be ridiculous. Why on earth should Cassidy know of such
places? She’s a widow for goodness sake.”
“Really?” The flicker in his dark eyes said there was
nothing more ridiculous. “You know I find that simply amazing. Doubly, truly
amazing.”
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Shehanne
Moore writes gritty, witty, historical romance, set wherever takes her fancy.
What hasn’t she worked at while pursuing her dream of becoming a published
author? Shehanne still lives in Scotland,
with her husband Mr Shey. She has two daughters. When not writing
intriguing historical romance, where goals and desires of sassy, unconventional
heroines and ruthless men, mean worlds collide, she plays the odd musical
instrument and loves what in any other country, would not be defined, as
hill-walking.
Her second
book featuring a hottie scottie, His Judas Bride was recently released.
Social Media:
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