New Release – The Duke and the Highlander Boxed Set
~New Release~
The Duke and the Highlander Boxed Set
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From a brooding English duke…to an unforgettable Highland warrior. Escape with two thrilling Historical “Bride” romances from New York Times Bestselling Author Joanne Wadsworth.
This limited edition collection includes #1 bestselling The Duke’s Bride, and Highlander’s Bride.
The Duke’s Bride ~
Lady Ellie Trentbury has finally consigned herself to the truth. She must move on from the duke who first stole her heart. An elopement with an honorable American shipping merchant sounds perfect, although first, she must come head-to-head in a battle of wills with her brooding duke. Has the Duke of Ashten finally met his match?
Highlander’s Bride ~
Kidnapped as a wee lass by a fierce Highland chief, Kyla MacKenzie has been raised for the past twenty years as the chief’s foster daughter, the ruthless chief a man who threatened to kill her parents should she ever speak the truth about her abduction. The chief covets her fae blood and when she’s asked to tend to a captured enemy warrior and discovers they hold a soul bond, all her secrets could be exposed and her parents’ lives endangered.
Get this boxed set today, because who doesn’t love seeing a Duke meet his match, or a Highland warrior coming to his lass’s rescue!
Hi everyone, The Duke and the Highlander is a limited edition boxed set which is available for the special price of 0.99c. Grab your copy today, before it goes up. I’ve included a tantalizing excerpt from both books in the collection below.
Excerpt: The Duke’s Bride
Ellie had always wished for such a moment as this, and since this might be the only opportunity she ever had with Ashten, she placed her gloved hand in his and showed her ready acceptance with her actions.
“You are far too trusting.”
“You would never hurt me.”
“Let’s hope not.” Gently, he turned her hand over and finger by finger, tugged on the soft silk until he’d removed her glove then done, dropped it onto the bench beside him and brought her palm to his mouth. With one warm and incredibly soft kiss against her skin, the midnight blue of his eyes twinkling bright, he asked, “Are you ready?”
“Is there anything I need to do during this disrespectful kiss?”
“No, not a thing.” As the opening notes of a waltz floated toward them, he rose and drew her to her feet, then slowly, carefully, he pulled her into his arms.
“I can’t believe we’re about to dance.”
“And kiss.”
“Yes, that too.” She placed her gloved hand on his shoulder, her ungloved hand still held firm in his. Never had she ever danced this close to a gentleman before. Six inches was the required etiquette, and there was less than three inches between them right now. “You look dashing, as if you’ve dressed for this ball tonight, then chose to remain indoors.”
“Since we’re being honest, I was extremely tempted to come.” He swept her around the inner circle of his gazebo, his hand firm on her waist and his limp barely noticeable. “Did you have to dance”-he cleared his gruff throat-“with quite so many men tonight?”
“Yes, but I much prefer dancing here with you right now.” Her legs wobbled. Was Ashten truly going to kiss her? Perhaps he was simply testing her, to see if she really did have a suitor she intended on eloping with. If he was, then she’d have to take great care.
“There’s an allure to a disrespectful kiss. Do you want to know what it is?” He leaned in closer, his breath whispering across her lips.
“Tell me.” She sucked in a breath, her heartbeat thundering in her ears.
“It’s called the danger that awaits with the conclusion of that kiss. Does one simply stop, or does one continue with a second disrespectful kiss?”
Excerpt: Highlander’s Bride
For the past month since Ronan’s escape from Carron Castle’s dungeons all he’d wished to do was heal then ensure an adequate disguise so he might return to Kyla without anyone discovering his true identity. He longed to see the fiery spark in her blue eyes. She was spectacular, mesmerizing, a true Scottish lass with the fire of the fae in her blood. Aye, no more would he allow his mate to deny their bond.
Along the trail, he snuck then halted as up ahead splashing trickled toward him.
With nary a noise, he stepped out from amongst the thick trees encircling a clearing. Sunshine rippled across the glistening surface of a perfectly round pool holding his enticing siren within.
Scooping water at her sides, Kyla floated on her back, her waist-length locks splaying out like a lily pad of golden-red, her dainty face upturned and eyes closed. The water swelled around her, cascaded over her bare legs and belly. Her full breasts rose above the surface and—hell. He hadn’t expected to find her without a stitch of clothing on.
He should turn away, give her the privacy she desired, only doing so right now was impossible. Her lips, softly parted, drew his gaze even though every curved inch of her remained on glorious display. His chosen one had been raised far away from her true clan, and now his battle to capture and contain his fiery mate had begun, a battle he’d never walk away from.
Today, she’d learn that the fae never gave up on one of their own.
He lowered his satchel to the ground, toed off his boots and unbelted his sword. ’Twas time for his mate to see he was back and wasn’t leaving without her, not one more time. At the edge of the pool, he planted his hands on his hips, determination spurring him on. “Kyla.”
Water splashed and his enticing siren gasped and dunked under the surface. She came back up spluttering, her beautiful blue eyes alight. “Coll? What are you—” She scrubbed her knuckles into her eyes then blinked. “Nay, you’re no’ Coll. Who are you?”
“Rand MacKenzie, my lady, at your service.”
I hope you grab a copy. Enjoy, enjoy.
Have a safe and wonderful week.
Happy Reading.
~ Joanne