Loving a Lost Lord

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In the first of a dazzling series, Mary Jo Putney introduces the Lost Lords—maverick childhood friends with a flair for defying convention. Each is about to discover the woman who is his perfect match—but perfection doesn't come easily, even for the noble Duke of Ashton. . .

Battered by the sea, Adam remembers nothing of his past, his ducal rank, nor of the shipwreck that almost claimed his life. However, he's delighted to hear that the golden-haired vision tending his wounds is...

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Overview

In the first of a dazzling series, Mary Jo Putney introduces the Lost Lords—maverick childhood friends with a flair for defying convention. Each is about to discover the woman who is his perfect match—but perfection doesn't come easily, even for the noble Duke of Ashton. . .

Battered by the sea, Adam remembers nothing of his past, his ducal rank, nor of the shipwreck that almost claimed his life. However, he's delighted to hear that the golden-haired vision tending his wounds is his wife. Mariah's name and face may not be familiar, but her touch, her warmth, feel deliciously right. . .

When Mariah Clarke prayed for a way to deter a bullying suitor, she didn't imagine she'd find the answer washed ashore on a desolate beach. Convincing Adam that he is her husband is surprisingly easy. Resisting the temptation to act his wife, in every way, will prove anything but. And now a passion begun in fantasy has become dangerously real—and completely irresistible. . .

"Intoxicating, romantic and utterly ravishing..." —Eloisa James

"Gentle humor, exotic elements, compelling, flawless prose, and irresistible characters caught in a sweet, sensual dilemma will leave readers smiling, breathless, and anxiously awaiting the next adventure in Putney's new "Lost Lords" series. Readers. . .are in for a rare treat; fortunately, there are more delicacies to come! Putney writes some of the most sensitive, exquisite historicals in the field." —Library Journal (starred review)

"The enchanting first Lost Lords novel confirms bestseller Putney as a major force in historical romance. . .Entrancing characters and a superb plot line catapult this tale into stand-alone status." —Publishers Weekly (starred review)

"If you loved the Fallen Angels, you'll adore the Lost Lords: men who formed unbreakable bonds while at a school for boys of "good birth and bad behavior." Only the incomparable Putney could bring them to life and have readers yearning to be close to such dynamic heroes and the women who tame them." —Romantic Times (4 ½ stars)

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The enchanting first Lost Lords novel confirms bestseller Putney (The Marriage Spell) as a major force in historical romance. In early 19th-century northern England, Mariah Clarke inherits beautiful Hartley Manor. George Burke, Hartley's former owner, claims that Mariah's father won the estate by cheating at cards and attempts to regain it by courting Mariah, who recklessly claims she's already married. When she rescues an amnesiac man from the sea, she sees her chance to make the lie true, naming him Adam and convincing him she's his wife. Sensual romance heats up between the couple until Mariah reluctantly reveals the truth. When she learns of Adam's real history, Mariah must make a terrible choice. Entrancing characters and a superb plot line catapult this tale into stand-alone status. (July)

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Newly orphaned and determined to avoid the advances of an unsavory, persistent suitor, Mariah Clarke impulsively invents a husband, never imagining that one will miraculously be washed up on the beach of her northern Cumberland estate. But Adam Lawford, the Duke of Ashton, has lost his memory in a steam yacht explosion, so when the lovely angel who rescues him says she is his wife, he is more than willing to believe it. VERDICT Gentle humor, exotic elements (courtesy of Adam's half-Hindi heritage), compelling, flawless prose, and irresistible characters caught in a sweet, sensual dilemma will leave readers smiling, breathless, and anxiously awaiting the next adventure in Putney's new "Lost Lords" series. Readers who loved Putney's "Fallen Angels" books are in for a rare treat; fortunately, there are more delicacies to come! Putney (A Distant Magic) writes some of the most sensitive, exquisite historicals in the field; she lives in the Baltimore area.


—Kristin Ramsdell
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9781420128628
  • Publisher: Kensington Publishing Corporation
  • Publication date: 3/5/2012
  • Format: Mass Market Paperback
  • Pages: 352
  • Sales rank: 204,656
  • Product dimensions: 4.10 (w) x 6.70 (h) x 1.10 (d)

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Loving a Lost Lord

The Lost Lords
By Mary Jo Putney

ZEBRA BOOKS

Copyright © 2009 Mary Jo Putney, Inc.
All right reserved.

ISBN: 978-1-4201-0328-1


Chapter One

Kent, 1812

Late-night visitors were never good news. Lady Agnes Westerfield woke to banging on the door of her private wing of sprawling Westerfield Manor. Since her servants slept two floors above and she wanted to stop the racket before it woke her students, she slid into her slippers and wrapped herself in a warm robe.

Her candle cast unsettling shadows as she made her way to the door. Soft, steady rain hissed against the windows, punctuated by two deep gongs from the hall clock.

Among the quiet hills of Kent, robbers were unlikely to knock on her front door, but she still called, "Who's there?"

"Randall." Recognizing the familiar voice, she swung the door open. Her heart sank when she saw the three tall young men on her front steps.

Randall, Kirkland, and Masterson had been part of her first class of students-her "lost lords" who needed special care and education. There had been six boys in that class, and they had become closer than brothers. One had been lost in the chaos of France; another was in Portugal. Having three of the others show up with anguish in their eyes did not bode well.

She gestured them inside. "Is it Ballard?" she asked, voicing a worry she'd had for months. "Portugalis a dangerous place with the French army running amok."

"Not Ballard." Alex Randall stepped inside and removed his rain-soaked cloak. He limped from a wound he'd received on the Peninsula, but he was still ridiculously handsome in his scarlet army uniform. "It's ... it's Ashton."

Ashton was the sixth of their class, the most enigmatic, and perhaps dearest of them all. She braced herself. "Dead?"

"Yes," James Kirkland answered flatly. "We learned the news at our club and immediately rode down here to tell you."

She closed her eyes, despairing. It wasn't fair for the young to die when their elders lived on. But she had learned early that life wasn't fair.

An arm went around her shoulders comfortingly. She opened her eyes and saw that it was Will Masterson, solid and quiet but always knowing the right thing to do. "Did you come together to support me if I went into shrieking hysterics?" she asked, trying to be the calm headmistress they had known for so many years.

Masterson smiled wryly. "Perhaps. Or perhaps we wanted comfort from you rather than vice versa."

That was the underlying truth, she guessed. None of her young gentlemen had had decent mothers, so she'd taken that role in their lives.

A yawning maid appeared and Lady Agnes ordered food for her guests. Young males always needed feeding, especially after a long ride from London. When they'd hung their dripping cloaks, she led them to the salon. They all knew the way, for they had been frequent visitors even after finishing their schooling. "We all need some brandy, I think. Randall, will you pour?" Lady Agnes said.

Silently Randall opened the cabinet and drew out four glasses, the lamplight shining on his blond hair. He was taut to the point of shattering.

She accepted a filled glass and sank into her favorite chair. The brandy burned, but it sharpened her wits. "Tell me what happened. An accident?"

Kirkland nodded. "Ashton was never sick a day in his life." He looked a decade older than usual. "Is Miss Emily here? She will need to know, too."

Lady Agnes shook her head, wishing that her longtime companion and friend was present so they could mourn together. "She is visiting family in Somerset and won't be back for a week. General Rawlings is also away."

She contemplated her glass, wondering about the propriety of drinking herself senseless. She never had, but this would be a good time to start. "He was my first student," she said softly. "If not for Adam, there would be no Westerfield Academy." She didn't notice that she had slipped into using the late duke's personal name rather than his title.

"How did that happen? I never heard the story. You know how Ash was. When it came to his private life, he'd make an oyster look chatty." As Masterson spoke, the maid returned with a heavily laden tray.

The young men fell on the sliced meats, cheese, bread, and pickled vegetables like wolves. Lady Agnes smiled as she poured claret for everyone, glad she could do something for their bodies if not their spirits.

Randall glanced up. "Tell us how it all began."

She hesitated, then realized that she wanted-needed-to talk about how she'd met the very young Duke of Ashton. "Emily and I had just returned from our traveling years. Though I loved visiting so many faraway places, it seemed like time to come home. My father was unwell and ... well, there were other reasons, but they don't matter.

"After three months back in England, I was champing at the bit, wondering what to do with myself. I'd already sorted out the steward here at Westerfield Manor, and I needed a challenge. A pity women aren't allowed in Parliament."

Kirkland looked up from his sliced beef with a smile. "I would love to see you speak to the House of Lords, Lady Agnes. I daresay you'd sort them out in no time."

"I found a better use for my energy. One day I was strolling through Hyde Park and wondering what to do with myself when I heard a whip cracking. Thinking someone was beating a horse, I went into the shrubbery and found a dreadful little man cursing up a tree. Perched on one of the branches over his head was Ashton, clutching the most indescribable puppy."

"Bhanu!" Masterson exclaimed. "I still miss that dog. How on earth did Ashton get him up a tree?"

"And why?" Kirkland asked.

"The man was Ashton's tutor, a fellow called Sharp. To be fair, Ashton was driving the man to distraction," she said judiciously. "He refused to speak English or look anyone in the eye. His only friend was this filthy puppy he'd found somewhere. Sharp ordered the puppy killed, but the groom assigned the job couldn't bear to do that, so he released Bhanu in Hyde Park. When Ashton found out, he ran away from Ashton House to find his dog."

"And he wouldn't quit until he succeeded," Randall murmured. "Stubbornest man I ever met."

"You should talk!" Kirkland exclaimed.

Laughter at the comment lightened the atmosphere a little. Lady Agnes continued, "When I appeared and asked what the trouble was, Sharp poured out all his frustrations on me. He'd been assigned the task of preparing the boy for Eton.

"After a fortnight of being driven mad, Sharp was convinced that the new Duke of Ashton was a lackwit who couldn't speak English and certainly couldn't attend Eton. The boy was a vile limb of Satan! He was the wrong duke; the title should have gone to his decent English cousin! But the boy's fool of a father had been a cousin who never thought he'd inherit, so he married a Hindu slut while stationed in India. When the other heirs died, our Ashton ended up with the title, to the horror of everyone in the family."

There was a collective gasp around her. "I'm amazed Ash didn't go after his tutor with a knife," Masterson breathed.

"I was tempted to take the whip away from Sharp and use it on him." Instead, she'd gazed into the tree and seen stark misery on the boy's face as the tutor raved. The child understood every word and knew that he was despised.

In that moment, he'd captured her heart. Lady Agnes knew a great deal about being different-an outcast in the society to which one was born. This small boy with the startling green eyes needed an ally. "Ashton had been treated with contempt by those around him ever since he was taken from his mother in India and shipped back to England. No wonder he was hoping that his horrible new life could be wished away."

Her gaze went to each of the men in turn. "And that, gentlemen, was when inspiration struck and the Westerfield Academy was born. I used my grandest voice to announce that I was Lady Agnes Westerfield, daughter of the Duke of Rockton, and that I owned an academy for boys of good birth and bad behavior. I also claimed to have learned ancient methods of discipline during my travels in the mysterious Orient.

"Sharp was intrigued, and we struck a bargain. If I could get Ashton out of the tree and behaving civilly, Sharp would recommend to the trustees that the boy be sent to my academy rather than Eton. So I chased the man out of earshot, dredged up the Hindi I'd learned during my time in India, and asked Adam to come down." She smiled fondly at the memory.

"Of course he spoke perfect English-I was sure he must have learned the language from his father. But since I made the attempt to address him in Hindi, he decided that it was time to come down from the tree and deal with the world around him." He'd had tears on his face when he'd reached the ground, but that she would never tell anyone. "Though I spoke the language badly, at least I was trying. He and I struck a bargain of our own. He was willing to come to my new school if he was allowed to keep Bhanu and continue the study of mechanics, which he'd begun with his father.

"I thought that sounded perfectly reasonable. In return, I would expect him to apply himself to all his studies and learn how to play the role of English gentleman." She had also promised that his private thoughts would be his own. Torn from the land of his birth and his mother, he had needed to know that.

"Then I went in search of other students. You all know how you came to Westerfield." The English peerage had no shortage of angry, frustrated boys who didn't fit the pattern expected of them. Randall, for example, had managed to get himself expelled from Eton, Harrow, and Winchester, the three most prestigious public schools in Britain. She believed that his feat was unmatched.

The parents and guardians of her first class had been grateful to find a respectable school that would take their problem boys. Lady Agnes's sprawling estate was well suited to become a school, and her high birth had been a powerful lure. So was her recruitment of General Philip Rawlings. The general's military reputation was stellar, and parents assumed he would rule with an iron hand.

Instead, the general shared her belief that violence should never be a first resort with children. Bored by his retirement, he had accepted her offer with enthusiasm. With her connections among the beau monde and his ability to command boys without ever raising his voice, they had created a unique school.

Within a year, other parents were begging for places at the school, and subsequent classes were larger. Lady Agnes had become expert in alluding to her mysterious oriental ways of creating well-educated and well-behaved young gentleman.

In fact, her methods weren't at all mysterious, though they were unconventional. When she first met with a boy, she found out what he most wanted, and most hated. Then she arranged for him to have what he wanted, and not be forced to endure what he found unendurable.

In return, she required her boys to work hard at their studies and learn how to play the game of society. Once her students realized that they could play the roles expected of them without losing their souls, they did well.

Kirkland topped up everyone's claret, then raised his glass in a toast. "To Adam Darshan Lawford, seventh Duke of Ashton and the finest friend a man could have."

The others raised their glasses solemnly. Lady Agnes hoped the tears in her eyes didn't show in the dimly lit room. She didn't want to ruin her reputation.

After the toast, Kirkland said, "Now his cousin Hal is the eighth duke. Hal is the one who notified us, actually. He found us dining at Brooks, because he knew we would want to know as soon as possible."

"Hal is a good fellow," Masterson observed. "He was broken up by the news. Inheriting a dukedom is all very well, but he and Adam were friends."

Lady Agnes had met Adam's cousin Hal. He was indeed a decent fellow, though conventional. Life, and the Ashton title, would go on. She wondered if there was any special young lady who should be informed of Adam's death, but he'd never expressed interest in a particular woman. He'd always been very close about his private life, even with her. Well, the news would be public soon enough.

Realizing she hadn't heard the full story about Adam, she asked, "What kind of accident did he die in? Was he riding?"

"No, he was testing his new steam yacht, the Enterprise, up near Glasgow," Randall replied. "He and his engineers were making a trial run down the Clyde. They ended up steaming quite a distance. They had just turned to head back when the boiler exploded. The boat sank almost immediately. Half a dozen engineers and crewmen survived, but several others didn't make it."

Masterson said gloomily, "Ash was probably in the engine room tinkering with the damned thing when it exploded. That ... would have been quick."

She supposed that if Ashton could choose how to die, he'd be pleased to go this way. He was surely the only duke in England with such a passion for building mechanical devices. But he was unusual in many ways.

Then she stopped and considered what had been said. "Has his body been found?"

The young men exchanged glances. "Not that I've heard," Randall said. "Though our information might be incomplete."

He might be alive! Though she wanted desperately to believe that, she knew her thought was hope, not likelihood. And yet ... "So there is no proof that he is dead."

"With the fire and the sinking of the boat in such difficult waters, his body might never be recovered," Masterson said quietly.

"But he might have survived." She frowned as she considered. "What if he was injured and came ashore some distance away? In one of his letters, he told me how strong the currents are around the Scottish and Cumberland coasts. At the least, his ... his body might have been carried such a distance that it wouldn't be connected to a steam boat explosion many miles away."

"It's possible, I suppose," Randall said, his brows knit.

"Then why are you here instead of looking for him?" Lady Agnes snapped.

They all stiffened at her sharp tone. There was a long silence before Masterson banged his wineglass down on the table. "That's a damned good question. I was so shocked at the news that my brain ceased working. I'm going to head north and find out what happened. The survivors will be able to tell us more. Maybe ... maybe there will be a miracle."

Randall said grimly, "Not bloody likely."

"Perhaps not, but at the least I'll learn more about his death." Masterson rose, swearing under his breath as he wavered from a combination of exhaustion and drink.

"And I'll go with you," Kirkland said flatly. He and Masterson turned their gazes to Randall.

"It will be a fool's errand!" Randall exclaimed. "Grasping at false hope will just make the truth more bitter in the end."

"Not for me," Masterson retorted. "I'll feel better for knowing I tried. Granted, it's unlikely he survived, but there is some chance that his body will be found."

Randall scowled. "Very well, I'll join you. Ashton deserves our best efforts."

"Then it's decided, gentlemen. You may spend the rest of the night here and take fresh mounts from my stables." Lady Agnes rose and caught their gazes, one after the other. Voice steely, she commanded, "And if Adam is alive, I expect you to bring him home!"

Chapter Two

Cumberland, Northwest England Two months earlier

By the time her tour of the house reached the drawing room, Mariah Clarke was giddy with happiness. "It's wonderful!" She spun in a circle with her arms out and her blond hair flying as if she were six years old, rather than a grown woman. Her father, Charles, moved to the window to admire the Irish Sea, which glinted along the western edge of the estate. "Finally we have a home. One worthy of you." He glanced at her fondly. "As of today, you are Miss Clarke of Hartley Manor."

Miss Clarke of Hartley Manor. That sounded rather intimidating. It was time to start acting like a young lady. She straightened and tied a loose knot in her long hair so she would look closer to her twenty-five years. Like Sarah. As a child, she had often been alone, so she'd imagined that she had a twin sister called Sarah, who was always available to play. Always loyal. The perfect friend.

Sarah was also a perfect lady, which Mariah wasn't. If Sarah were real, she would be impeccably dressed with never a hair out of place. There would be no missing buttons or grass stains from sitting on a lawn. She would always ride sidesaddle, never shocking the countryside by riding astride. She would be able to charm everyone from cranky infants to curmudgeonly colonels. "I shall have to learn the art of supervising a large household. Can we afford more servants? The three here aren't really enough for an establishment this size." (Continues...)



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  • Posted June 1, 2009

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    The opening act of the Lost Lords is a terrific Regency romance

    In 1812 in Cumberland in Northwest England, Mariah Clarke inherits Hartley Manor from her late father. The previous owner, before her father that is, George Burke is outraged over the loss of his home as he believes Mariah's father won his estate by cheating at cards. He wants it back and decides to bully Mariah into marriage. She tells him she is married and husband will join her soon.

    She finds a God-send when she rescues a stranger from the sea. He has no idea who he is as he suffers from amnesia. She convinces him that he is her spouse Adam. However, as he struggles with his memory, Adam and Mariah fall in love. When she learns he is the Duke of Ashton she knows she must give her beloved the facts as he must choose; however she fears he will select anything but the duplicitous woman who deceived him.

    The opening act of the Lost Lords is a terrific Regency romance that showcases how talented Mary Jo Putney is when she turns the overused amnesia ploy into a super historical due to a great cast starring in a strong story line. The tale is fast-paced from the moment Mariah tours her new manor and never slows down as two men enter her life with one threatening to harm her body and the other her heart and soul.

    Harriet Klausner

    6 out of 8 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted July 5, 2009

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    Where have you gone, my favorite author?

    Mary Jo Putney is one of my all-time favorite authors, but I'm not sure where she's been lately. Her recent Guardian series was hit-or-miss, so I was excited to see her return to historical romance - a genre where she usually excels. This first installment in the Lost Lords series, however, made it hard to believe she's the same woman who wrote the incredible Fallen Angels series.

    The plot had great potential, and the characters seemed to have interesting backgrounds. Unfortunately it felt apart from there. We never really do discover why Adam and Mariah are falling in love with each other, and the plot turns in the last third of the book were giving me whiplash.

    It had fleeting moments of true Putney genius, but the majority of its scant 340 pages was nothing close to her usual talent nor style. I recommend reading Thunder and Roses or Silk and Secrets instead. I've read them both at least five times and still enjoy them. I can't imagine trudging through this one again.

    4 out of 6 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted January 10, 2012

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    Fun

    I always love romances that aren't to mushy and have a bit of intrigue.

    2 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted May 20, 2011

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    Nicely written and an Ok read

    A wonderfully written story of early England and the processes of what is respectable behavior as well as courtships and love. A nice plot and good follow through. However, I felt that the story had a few parts that were a little to common (ie. where each have dead family and suddenly they are not). It was not unpleasant to read and it did enhance the story as well as they way it was written did not make it hard to believe but very much believable. It did make the story quite dramatic. As in every book of Dukes and Lords, they always get the woman they want - which is fabulous.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 8, 2014

    This was my first time reading Ms Putney, and probably my last.

    This was my first time reading Ms Putney, and probably my last. I am a romance novel junkie, and English Lords are a particular favorite. I was excited about a series, I love characters that overlap from one book to another. The idea had great promise. However... well it just didn't make it happen. Amnesia would have been a sufficient story line. So many things you could have done with it. Adding murder attempts I guess I could come to peace with. However... bringing back dead parents, separated twins, all just felt way too weird. Still, I might have gotten around that somehow, I do like happy endings (they don't call them romance for nothing). My main frustration was the characters. The conversations between them were just so flat, and yes I'm going to say it, stiff. It certainly didn't do much to foster my imagination. Sometimes I would begin a paragraph and think ok here it is only to be let down. Well, since we're talking about it, the heat just wasn't there between Adam and Mariah either. I don't need graphic details but this was pretty cold. You can convey a lot of heat without being tasteless. So a sincere congratulation to Ms Putney for being published. Really. It is an achievement to write a book and have it in print. However... this one needed some more time and less plot.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 5, 2014

    Wispleap

    No.

    0 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 1, 2014

    Rosy

    I liked it at the begining however at the and it looked like the auther ran out of ideas

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 29, 2013

    41/2*

    Very good

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 28, 2013

    Eh

    Wasn't the best book, but not the worst. It started great but the middle was dull and disapointing. It all led up to an unsatisfying ah ha moment that had me rolling my eyes. I won't be reading this again.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 20, 2013

    Enjoyable

    Very enjoyable read! Highly recommend!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 15, 2013

    Keeps you reading!

    With different points of view throughout, it keeps you guessing til the end!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 3, 2013

    Loved it

    Just get and read it! Putney is a new author for me and she's moved into high rank! Wonderful fantastic just get it and read it

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 21, 2013

    Great historical romance

    I really enjoyed this one. I thought Adam and Mariah were great together and I really liked them both. Another reviewer complained about the abrupt changes at the end (regarding family members) but I didn't have a problem with that part of the story. Overall, this was a book I really enjoyed and I plan to keep up with the series.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 18, 2013

    Well, this had all the makings of an extremely good read - duke

    Well, this had all the makings of an extremely good read - duke with amnesia, damsel who rescues him, lost inheritances... But the problem lies in the author cramming too many ideas into one book -- particularly at the end. The last third of the book takes so many twists and turns that seem just ridiculously incredible. For the hero to come back from the dead is palatable, but for two more with a hint of a third? It was too much! Then, too many contrived circumstances were thrown in the way of the hero and heroine. Quite tragically too, because Mariah and Adam had all the makings of a fantastic romance. In the end, disappointing, but the hints of greatness kept me interested. 

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 14, 2013

    To below from kira

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 13, 2013

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 3, 2013

    Loved this book

    And I got it for free. Found a new romance writer.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 1, 2013

    Another Lord to love!

    Once again Ms. Putney weaves a love story of 2 real characters drawn to each. I did not read this in order (Lost Lords series), but fell in love with the characters just the same.

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  • Posted August 30, 2013

    It's what you'd expect, but a good read none the less

    I like Mary Jo Putney and she didn't disappoint with this book. It was a good romantic read, the kind I like on a quiet day at home.

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  • Posted August 30, 2013

    highly recommend

    I love this author she never fails to a good story

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