The bright, cold day had turned to dark, even colder night. Bronwyn stretched and drank deeply of the fresh, clear air. For some reason she had a feeling of freedom. Stephen laughed and grabbed her in his arms, lifting her feet off the ground. Bronwyn smiled up at him, put her arms around his neck, and snuggled her face into his shoulder.
He bent and put his arm under her knees. Bronwyn had never asked his opinion before, nor had she lain beside him in just such a way before, with trust. Download Highland Velvet by Jude Deveraux. Copyright Disclaimer: This site does not store any files on its server.
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Inside, the only room that was fully lit was the dining room, but here, too, could be seen evidence of neglect. Tiny bits of the plaster decorations on the tall ceiling had started to chip, and on one wall there was a lighter space where a painting had once hung.
But the young girl sitting on one side of the table was oblivious to any imperfections in the room, for her eyes were glued to the man across from her. Farrell Batsford curved his wrist in such a manner that the ruffled silk at his cuff would not be stained by the juices from the roast. What would you think if someone said that to you? Or would you be like me and think, A story! This last is what I thought when I first met Nora because I am a writer inside and out.
People are always asking me how I came to be a writer. Daniel Moore 8 days ago. New York Times bestselling romance author Jude Deveraux makes her debut in the world of mystery with a story of old secrets, deadly grudges and an improbable group of friends who are determined to uncover the truth regardless of the consequences….
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