The Devil's Necklace (Necklace Series #2) [NOOK Book]


To British privateer Ethan Sharpe, Grace Chastain was nothing but a pawn for vengeance against Harmon Jeffries, the traitor responsible for his brutal years in prison. Believing Grace to be Jeffries' mistress, he plans to humiliate his enemy by seducing her.

Grace fears her priceless heirloom necklace has begun to live up to its curse when Captain Sharpe makes her his ...
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To British privateer Ethan Sharpe, Grace Chastain was nothing but a pawn for vengeance against Harmon Jeffries, the traitor responsible for his brutal years in prison. Believing Grace to be Jeffries' mistress, he plans to humiliate his enemy by seducing her.

Grace fears her priceless heirloom necklace has begun to live up to its curse when Captain Sharpe makes her his prisoner aboard his schooner. Defiantly she resists his coarse advances, but suspects there is more to this complex sea captain than his brooding anger and silent accusations.

And Ethan quickly realizes that she is not the wicked woman he imagined her to be. Grace is as headstrong as she is lovely, and the battle of wills that ensues weakens his resolve. But can Ethan settle the demons of his past and follow the destiny his heart commands?

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Full of spirited romance and nefarious skullduggery, the second volume of bestseller Martin's Regency trilogy (after The Bride's Necklace) centers on Capt. Ethan Sharpe, a British privateer determined to punish Harmon Jeffries, Viscount Forsythe, a convicted traitor whom he believes to be responsible for his years of imprisonment in France and the death of many of his crew members. Sharpe's search for Jeffries leads him to Grace Chastain, Jeffries's illegitimate daughter, who, contrary to his expections, proves to be a gently reared young woman possessed of a courageous spirit and intense family loyalty. To his horror, Sharpe finds himself falling in love with her. Complicating matters is Grace's friendship with the wife of Ethan's best friend, who managed to secure Ethan's prison release. Lively emotional skirmishes between these two strong-willed characters propel the plot toward one of Martin's trademark nail-biting endings. (Aug.) Copyright 2005 Reed Business Information.
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9781426868788
  • Publisher: MIRA
  • Publication date: 10/1/2010
  • Series: Necklace Trilogy, #2
  • Sold by: HARLEQUIN
  • Format: eBook
  • Edition description: Original
  • Pages: 400
  • Sales rank: 67,891
  • File size: 725 KB

Meet the Author

Kat Martin is the New York Times bestselling author of more than fifty historical and contemporary romance novels. To date she has over 13 million copies of her books in print in seventeen countries, including Sweden, France, Russia, Spain, Japan, Argentina, Poland, and Greece. Kat and her husband, author Larry Jay Martin, live on their ranch outside Missoula, Montana, and spend winters at their beach house in California. Kat invites you to visit her website at

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London 1805

The hour of her rendezvous was nearly upon her.

Worry made Grace's heart pound and her hand tremble as she stepped into her bedchamber and quietly closed the door. The music of a four-piece orchestra drifted upward from the drawing room downstairs. The house party, a gala event that had cost a small fortune, was an other of her mother's unending attempts to fob her off on one of the ton's aged aristocrats. Grace had stayed as long as she dared, forcing herself to make dreary conversation with her mother's guests, then pled a headache and retired upstairs. She had urgent business to attend this night.

Outside the window, a winter wind whipped leafless branches against the sill as Grace stripped off her long white gloves. Her palms were sweating. Uncertainty coiled like a snake in her stomach, but her course was set and she refused to turn back now.

Hurrying toward the bellpull, she kicked off her kid-skin slippers along the way, rang for her lady's maid, then reached up to work the clasp on the diamond-and-pearl necklace around her neck. Her hand lingered there, testing the smoothness of the pearls, the rough facets of the diamonds set in between each one.

The necklace had been a gift from her best friend, Victoria Easton, countess of Brant, and Grace treasured it, her only possession of any real worth.

"You rang, miss?" Her maid, Phoebe Bloom, was a bit of a featherhead at times but good-hearted nonetheless. She poked her dark-haired head through the door, then hurried in.

"I could use a little help, Phoebe, if you please."

"Of course, miss."

It didn't take long to get out of the gown. Grace managed a nervous smile for Phoebe, pulled on her quilted wrapper, and excused the girl for the balance of the evening. The music downstairs continued to play. Grace prayed she could complete her mission and return to the house before anyone discovered she was gone.

The moment Phoebe closed the door, Grace tossed aside her robe and hurriedly changed into a simple gray wool gown. She blew out the whale oil lamp on the dresser and the one beside the bed, leaving the room in darkness. Stuffing a pillow beneath the covers to create the illusion that she was sleeping if her mother chanced to look in, she grabbed her cloak and swung it around her shoulders.

As she headed for the door, she picked up her reticule, the purse heavy with the weight of the money she had received from her great-aunt, Matilda Crenshaw, Baroness Humphrey, along with a ticket for a cabin aboard a packet sailing north at the end of the week.

Raising the hood of her cloak to cover her auburn hair, Grace checked to be certain no one was out in the hall, then slipped down the servants' stairs and left the house through a door leading out to the garden.

Her heart was pumping, her nerves on edge, by the time she reached Brook Street, hailed a hackney carriage and climbed into the passenger seat.

"The Hare and Fox Tavern, if you please," she said to the driver, hoping he wouldn't hear the tremor in her voice.

"That be in Covent Garden, eh, miss?"

"That is correct." It was a small, out-of-the-way establishment, she had been told, chosen by the man whose services she intended to purchase. She had gleaned the man's name from her coachman for a few gold sovereigns, though she didn't tell him the nature of her business.

It seemed to take hours to reach her destination, the hackney winding through the dark London streets, wooden wheels whirring, the horse's hooves clopping over the cobbles, but finally the painted sign for the Hare and Fox appeared.

"I'd like you to wait," Grace said to the driver as the coach pulled up in front, pressing a handful of coins into his palm. "I won't be inside very long."

The driver nodded, a grizzled old man whose face was mostly hidden beneath a growth of heavy gray beard. "See that ye aren't."

Praying the man would still be there when she returned, and careful to keep the hood of her cloak up over her head, she made her way around to the back of the tavern as she had been instructed, opened the creaky wooden door and stepped into the dimly lit taproom. The place was low-ceil inged and smoky, with heavy carved beams and scarred wooden tables. A fire blazed in a blackened stone hearth and a group of hard-looking men sat at a nearby table. At the back of the room, a tall, big-boned man in a slouch hat and greatcoat sat at another of the tables. He stood as she walked in and motioned for her to join him.

Grace swallowed and dragged in a courage-building breath, then made her way toward him, ignoring the curious glances of the men in the tavern as she took a seat in the ladder-back chair he offered.

"Did ye bring the blunt?" he asked without the least formality.

"Are you certain you can see the job done?" Grace was equally forward.

He straightened as if she'd insulted him. "Jack Moody gives his word, ye can count on it. Ye'll get what ye pay for."

Grace's hand shook as she pulled the pouch out of her reticule and handed it to the man named Jack Moody. He poured a fistful of golden guineas into his palm, a dark smile lifting a thin pair of lips.

"It's all there," Grace said, trying to ignore the bawdy jokes and coarse laughter of the men at the table next to them, glad they were mostly occupied with their drinking and the lusty tavern wenches who seemed to keep them entertained. The smell of greasy mutton made her stomach roll and Grace felt a sweep of nausea. She had never done anything like this before. She prayed she would never have to again.

Jack Moody counted the coins, then dumped them back into the pouch. "As ye say, seems t'all be there." He rose to his feet, his features partly shadowed by the narrow brim of his hat. "The plan's been set. Soon as I give the word, t'will be done. Yer man'll be well outta London come mornin'."

"Thank you."

Jack hefted the pouch, making the coins rattle. "This be all the thanks I need." He tipped his head toward the door. "Best get along now. Later it gets, more chance of trouble findin' ye."

Grace said nothing to that, just rose from the chair and cast a cautious glance at the door.

"Mind ye keep yer silence, lass. Them what talks when they shouldn't don't live very long."

A chill went through her. She would never mention Jack Moody's name again. With a faint nod of understanding, she drew her cloak around her and made her way silently out the back door.

The alley was dark and smelled of rotten fish. Mud squished beneath the soles of her ankle boots. Lifting her skirt and the hem of her cloak out of the way, she hurried through the darkness, her gaze darting back and forth in search of trouble. Once she reached the front of the tavern, she caught sight of the hackney carriage and the old man sitting on the driver's seat, and released a momentary sigh of relief.

The trip home seemed an even longer journey. The lights were still blazing in the windows of her family's town house as she made her way through the garden. Hurriedly climbing the servants' stairs, she slipped down the hall and into her bedchamber. The orchestra had stopped playing, but she could still hear a burst of occasional laughter as the last of the guests departed.

Grace sighed as she untied her cloak and returned it to its hook beside the door. At the end of the week, she would be leaving the house herself, traveling to Scarborough to visit Lady Humphrey, though the two of them had never met. If the escape tonight went as planned, the outrage that would erupt all over London in the morning would be of momentous proportions. Though she wouldn't leave for a couple of days, a lengthy journey seemed propitious.

Grace thought of the man in Newgate prison, Viscount Forsythe, who languished in a dank cell, counting the hours until dawn when he would climb the wooden stairs to the gallows. She didn't know whether he was innocent or guilty, didn't know whether or not he deserved the sentence he had been given.

But the viscount was her father and though no one knew the truth of their relationship, nothing could change the fact. He was her father and she simply couldn't abandon him.

Grace stared up at the ceiling above her bed and prayed she had done the right thing.

One Week Later

"I see her, Capt'n! The Lady Anne! She's there…just off starboard, left o' the foremast."

Standing next to his first mate, Angus McShane, Captain Ethan Sharpe swung his worn brass spyglass in the direction Angus pointed. Through the darkness, the lens caught the gleam of distant yellow lights shining through a row of windows at the stern of the ship.

Ethan's fingers tightened around the glass as he surveyed his quarry. An icy wind blew over the deck, ruffling his thick black hair, numbing the skin over his cheekbones, but he barely noticed. At last his prey was in sight and nothing was going to keep him from it.

"Come about, Mr. McShane. Set a course to intercept the Lady Anne."

"Aye, Capt'n." The weathered Scotsman had been in his employ since Ethan had commanded his first vessel. Carrying out Ethan's direction, the old sea dog ambled across the deck spouting orders to the crew, and the lads set to work. The sails began to flutter, luffing, then refilling with wind. The rigging clattered and clanked as the Sea Devil came about; the heavy ship's timbers groaned, then the hull settled into its proper course and sliced cleanly through the water.

The schooner was eighty feet long, sleek and fast, skimming through the waves as effortlessly as the sea lions who followed in her wake. She was built of seasoned oak in the best shipyard in Portsmouth, designed for a merchant unable to come up with the funds once the schooner was complete.

Ethan had stepped in and purchased the vessel at a more than reasonable price, though he knew he would only have brief need of it. One last mission, one final assignment before he assumed the duties of his newly acquired position as marquess of Belford.

One last bit of personal business that wouldn't let him rest until he saw it done.

His jaw hardened. The Sea Devil was the second ship he'd commanded since he had relinquished his naval commission eight years ago and begun a career as a British privateer.

He had commanded the Sea Witch then, a similarly well-equipped vessel manned by the best crew a man could have. His men were gone now, lost in battle or dead in a stinking French prison, the Sea Witch rotting in an icy grave at the bottom of the sea.

Ethan closed his mind to the memory. His men were gone, all but Angus, who had been away in Scotland caring for an ailing mother, and Long-boned Ned, who had managed to escape the French pigs who had taken the ship and make his way back to Portsmouth.

Ethan's men captured and killed, his ship gone, and though he still lived, eleven months of his nine-and-twenty years stolen from him. He carried a slight limp and the scars of his endless months in confinement. Someone would pay and pay dearly, Ethan silently vowed as he had a thousand times.

His hand unconsciously fisted.

And that someone rode now aboard the Lady Anne.

Grace Chastain took the high-backed, carved wooden chair held for her by Martin Tully, earl of Collingwood. The earl, a slender, attractive man in his early thirties with light brown hair and a fair complexion, was a fellow passenger. Grace had met him on her first night aboard the Lady Anne, the packet carrying her from London to Scarborough, where Grace planned a long stay with her great-aunt, the Dowager Baroness Humphrey.

Lady Humphrey, Grace's father's aunt, had extended an offer of assistance should it ever be needed. Grace had never expected to accept such an offer, but the matter of her father's imprisonment had drastically altered her circumstances, and she had accepted her great-aunt's help and money enough to free her father.

Grace prayed that by the time she returned to London, matters would have settled down. She prayed no word of her involvement in her father's escape a week earlier had surfaced and she would be safe.

The door of the salon swung open. She looked up to see Captain Chambers enter the elegant, wood-paneled room. An older man, short and stout with thinning gray hair, he waited till the rest of the passengers were seated, then took his place at the head of the linen-draped table, the signal for a pair of uniformed crewmen to begin serving the meal.

"Good evening, everyone."

"Good evening, Captain," replied the group in unison.

Since Grace and her lady's maid, Phoebe Bloom, had been traveling aboard the packet for the past several days, the shipboard routine was no longer daunting. And the passengers, especially Lord Collingwood, had all been agreeable company.

Grace flicked a glance at the earl, who sat beside her at the long mahogany table, chatting pleasantly with the woman to his right, Mrs. Cogburn, a plump matron traveling north to visit her brother. Mrs. Cogburn was a widow, as was Mrs. Franklin, her companion. Also seated at the table were a wealthy silk merchant from Bath and a newly married couple on their way to visit relatives in Scotland.

Lord Collingwood laughed at something Mrs. Cogburn said then casually shifted his attention to her. His eyes ran over her aqua silk gown, took in the auburn curls swept high on her head, lingered a moment on her bosom, then returned to her face.

"If I might say so, you look particularly fetching tonight, Miss Chastain."

"Thank you, my lord."

"And those pearls you are wearing…they're quite unusual. I don't believe I have ever seen a string so perfectly matched or of such a rich color."

Unconsciously her hand came up to the strand of pearls at her throat. The necklace was worth a fortune, a gift Grace probably should have refused, but Tory had insisted, and the necklace was so lovely. The moment Grace had put it on, she simply hadn't been able to resist.

"They're very old," Grace told the earl. "Thirteenth century. There's a rather tragic story behind them."

"Really? Perhaps you will tell me sometime."

"I would be happy to."

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 4, 2005

    The Necklace Stole the Story...

    This is the 2nd novel by Kat Martin I purchased via B & N. I also read ¿ ¿Innocence Undone¿ by this author and reviewed it earlier. I thought this author had promise as her story lines have some depth and her characters very animated. I was hopeful that this next book would be more developed and have deeper character interests than the first book I read. Unfortunately¿I liked it even less. Some of the reviews noted that the book had wit, the story line was gripping, the love between the two emotional etc¿¿I did not find any of that to be the case. The book actually started out much better than the middle and ending. Reason¿at least in the beginning Ethan was a dashing pirateer who sailed the high seas, taking his rightful bounty and protecting his men. In turn, Grace was a strong, independent and thinking woman who was feisty and bold upon her capture from the pirate captain Ethan. Their early meetings had fire works, interesting dialogue and thoughtful insights as to what each was thinking about the other. They got together very early in the book physically and once they both went back to land and took up their original wealthy lives well¿the story got dull. Grace suddenly turned into this boring and un-spirited miss once she got pregnant and married Ethan. Instead of taking control of her life and destiny, she seems to allow him to control everything which is at odds with the girl we first meet in the book who will do anything to save her father¿s life, will bribe pirates to let her go, swim across cold waters to save herself etc. Where did that girl with fire and zest go? It¿s a mystery. In turn, Ethan turns into this dull land locked fella who constantly denies how he feels about Grace and runs from her at every opportunity once he is forced into marrying her over the child. Even after his child is born he remains cold, aloof and distant through most of the book. I don¿t enjoy novels that dwell only on the physical sides of relationships ¿ sex, sex, sex. That¿s all this book was about ¿ how much he wanted her physically (rarely about liking her, enjoying her, loving her, etc.). In turn, she loves him early on but, doesn¿t seem to fight for what she wants they way she should have. The two of them have plenty of intimate scenes but, without real emotion or deep love¿the lust they share feels a bit empty. The ending of the story was also neat and tidy ¿ too perfect to really be of interest. Many fans who like her books will probably be used to this style of writing and might enjoy this read. It just wasn¿t for me. I wanted to root Grace and Ethan on as characters but, there just wasn¿t enough interest or depth to the story or them to do that. Why the pearl and diamond necklace mentioned all the time in the story had more depth and insight than the hero and heroine - that's a pity. I look for a complete read - story, characters,intriguing emotions and intimacy - this book lacked most of these things. Wish I could give higher stars but, I¿ll look elsewhere for writers who appeal to me at a higher level.

    3 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 31, 2015

    Love it!

    I love all of Ms. Martin's books, and this one does not disappoint.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 22, 2013


    He takes off ur skirt . He takes off his pants

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    Posted March 20, 2013

    0 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 8, 2012


    Down.load? Oh... I guess it was so ugly it doesn't let you xD Go to the first result xD you can't say down.load.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 30, 2012

    Nice story

    I really enjoyed this story. I love Kat Martin's writing and this did not disappoint at all.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 30, 2012

    Parts missing from e-book. Book is good.

    This book is enjoyable and pulled at my heartstrings a few times. Small gaps are missing from the ebook version and can be annoying. Get the paperback versin if you can.

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  • Posted January 16, 2011

    messed up nook book version

    I am currently reading this book on my nook. Although I love the book and the author, something is messed up with the nook version. There are spaces between many, many words that do not belong there. For example, gar den, or wel come, or un der. It happens so often that it is distracting. There are also spaces in the text that obviously do not belong there, almost as if the enter key was pushed too many times. Also, there are whole sentences, if not paragraphs that seem to be missing. It is really a shame because the book is good.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 18, 2006


    The pace is fast and not boring. Doesn't stay one subject too long. The Hero and heroin described into perfection and the chemestry stays until the very end of the story. Strong and also delightful in the same time. i really enjoy reading it. The second best on necklace trilogy series after The handmaiden's necklace book. Well done.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 4, 2006

    Same old, same old

    It held my interest, but the story has been told before. It was too formulaic to be any big surprise or offer any excitement. However, it was well written and characters well developed.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 5, 2005


    The adventure begins when Ethan Sharpe intercepts Grace Chastain's ship. As the captain gets to know his new prisoner, he discovers she is far more than the traitor he believes her to be, and begins to fall in love with her. However, her past and heritage form a wall between them. Only if she can complete her mission to prove her father's innocence in a matter that caused Ethan soul deep scars can that wall come down. ..................... A broody hero, a high seas adventure, and intrigue combine to make for a thrilling romance, sure to please Ms. Martin's legions of fans.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 2, 2005


    i love all kat martin books and this was no exception.the first 20-30 pages were a bit slow but afterwards i couldnt put it down.i found my self finding reasons to NOT stop reading and i finished this book in a's really sweet with a bit of humor in it.cant wait til rafe's story.

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  • Posted December 9, 2008

    more from this reviewer

    Kat can't write anything but a great book

    In 1805, Grace Chastain borrows money from her Aunt Matilda Crenshaw to hire Jack Moody to free her father from Newgate. Although she has never met Viscount Harmon Jeffries, she cannot sit by and allow her sire to hang from the gallows for treason even if he is guilty.................................. British privateer captain of the Sea Witch Ethan Sharpe stops the Lady Anne at sea. He proclaims passenger Grace Chastain committed sedition having abetted a traitor to escape justice. Ethan abducts her onto his ship where he demands she tell him the whereabouts of her lover Harmon. Because of a promise she made, Grace fails to correct his error. Ethan is irate with himself because he is attracted to Grace, but outraged that she freed the man who sold his previous ship and crew to the French. Most of the men died while he lingered in prison. Since she remains obstinate, he decides to seduce his enemy¿s lover; he succeeds only to find he made love to a virgin. As they fall in love, he learns she is the daughter of his foe...................................... Though the Regency audience will empathize with the demons that haunt Ethan and his understandable obsession towards the heroine¿s father accentuated by falling in love with his enemy¿s ¿mistress¿, Grace¿s courage whether it is on land or sea makes the tale. She is fabulous, abetting her father who she never met or challenging the sea captain she loves. Though the climax is too neatly and abruptly wrapped up, the sequel to the BRIDE¿S NECKLACE, THE DEVIL¿S NECKLACE is an intriguing Regency romantic suspense thriller that fans will enjoy and look forward to the jewelry moving on to the next protagonist.................. Harriet Klausner

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