To Tame a Duke [NOOK Book]

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Set against the turbulent historical background of the War of 1812, this star-crossed romance pits a grieving English nobleman, James Armstrong, the fourteenth duke of Kinross, who has come to America bent on avenging the death of his elder brother, the thirteenth duke, who was betrayed to American troops and executed. He is in pursuit of the Gilded Lily, a spy-catcher of formidable reputation and great skill. When he finds his prey, he is dismayed to discover that the Lily is no common soldier; “she” is ...
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Set against the turbulent historical background of the War of 1812, this star-crossed romance pits a grieving English nobleman, James Armstrong, the fourteenth duke of Kinross, who has come to America bent on avenging the death of his elder brother, the thirteenth duke, who was betrayed to American troops and executed. He is in pursuit of the Gilded Lily, a spy-catcher of formidable reputation and great skill. When he finds his prey, he is dismayed to discover that the Lily is no common soldier; “she” is eighteen-year-old Lily Hawthorn, the beautiful raven-haired daughter of a tavern owner with sapphire eyes and a daring spirit.

James kidnaps Lily and her eight-year-old brother and returns with them to England, intending to keep them prisoner until the end of the war. He decides to make her fall in love with him—and then break her heart but all romantic hell breaks out when he himself falls in love.
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  • ISBN-13: 9781497628991
  • Publisher: Open Road Media
  • Publication date: 4/1/2014
  • Sold by: Barnes & Noble
  • Format: eBook
  • Pages: 284
  • Sales rank: 14,954
  • File size: 796 KB

Meet the Author

Patricia Grasso lives in Massachusetts. Winner of the National Readers' Choice Award, Patricia is the author of eight best-selling romances which have been translated into ten languages. Her most recent historical romances have all dealt with Princes. 
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To Tame a Duke


By Patricia Grasso

OPEN ROAD INTEGRATED MEDIA

Copyright © 2001 Patricia Grasso
All rights reserved.
ISBN: 978-1-4976-2899-1


CHAPTER 1

Boston, November 1812


"Monkey, monkey. Drooling, slant-eyed monkey!"

Those faint words floated through the air like a whisper on the breeze to Lily, who had paused in the kitchen doorway of her father's tavern to enjoy the unusual November warmth. She stepped forward onto the bayside of Howell's Wharf and turned her face to the sun.

Indian summer, she thought with a smile. Her favorite moments in the year's cycle. God had certainly given her a wonderful birthday gift.

Cocking her head to one side, Lily listened for the all-too-familiar chanting but heard only silence. She relaxed against the door frame, her favorite place to daydream, and conjured in her mind's eye the handsome image of Bradley Howell, the man she intended to marry once the war ended. Too bad the war had interrupted her plans.

Lily fingered her necklace, her mother's legacy to her. On a delicate gold chain hung the cross of gold adorned with Greek letters. Alpha and ITLωITL meant the beginning and the ending. That was what her mother had told her. The man who was the first and the last would be her own true love. She didn't know how her mother could possibly have known that, but she never questioned the veracity of those words.

"Great guardian angel, please make Bradley Howell the first and the last for me," Lily whispered a prayer. After a moment, she added, "And, if it isn't too much trouble, let him remember that today is my birthday."

Brushing several wisps of ebony hair away from her face, Lily gazed at the familiar sight of Boston Harbor. A singsong chanting reached her ears.

Lily lifted her head, as if sensing danger. And then she heard it again, louder this time, a half-dozen children's voices in front of the tavern.

"Monkey, monkey. Drooling, slant-eyed monkey!"

Lily ran down the alley behind the wharf's various businesses. Reaching the end, she raced around the corner in time to hear Hortensia MacDugal say, "The devil touched you, Michael Hawthorne. You are the devil's spawn."

Several of the children started chanting, "Devil's spawn ... devil's spawn ... devil's spawn!"

Lily burst upon the scene just as one of the boys picked up a stone and raised his arm to throw it at her brother. She grabbed the boy's wrist, forced him to drop the stone, and then whirled him around.

"You're hurting me," the boy cried.

"Uou're lucky you didn't throw that stone, Douglas MacDugal," Lily told the twelve-year-old. "I would have been forced to break both of your wrists." She pushed him away, ordering, "Get back to your own wharf or you'll be sorry."

The group of children scattered. Only Hortensia MacDugal stood her ground.

"Don't ever touch my brother again," Hortensia ordered.

Lily wasn't frightened by the other girl. She gave her a look of contempt and said, "You horse-faced—"

Without warning, Hortensia slapped Lily hard and pushed her to the ground. In one swift movement, Lily leaped to her feet and drew the small dagger she kept in a leather garter strapped to her leg.

Hortensia MacDugal looked at the dagger and then ran off the wharf, screaming to anyone who would listen, "Lily Hawthorne is going to murder me."

"I only wish that witch would stand still long enough for me to carve her up," Lily muttered, returning her dagger to its sheath.

She heard her eight-year-old brother laughing and turned to him with a smile. "How did you like the entertainment?" she asked, making him laugh louder.

"I liked when you pulled your dagger," Michael answered. "Boy, was she ever surprised."

"Wipe your chin," Lily said, closing the distance between them. "Keep your tongue inside your mouth, and remember to keep your mouth closed when you're not talking."

Michael wiped the bit of drool from his chin on the sleeve of his shirt. Lily put her arm around him and drew him toward a pile of lobster traps.

When the two of them sat down, Michael patted her arm. "Sister, why don't the others play with me?" he asked, looking at her through sapphire blue eyes that resembled her own.

Lily gazed at her brother's open mouth and slightly slanted blue eyes. They don't want to play with you because you're different, she wanted to say but remained silent. Most of the children mirrored their parents' ignorance about her brother's impediment. Others, like Hortensia MacDugal, enjoyed being cruel. A few might even believe he'd been touched by the devil at birth. How could she explain such meaningless hatred to her brother?

"Don't you know the answer?" Michael asked.

"I know the answers to every question, even the ones that haven't been asked yet," Lily told him in a lofty tone of voice, making him smile.

"Then what is the answer?" he asked.

Lily realized he wasn't going to let her sidestep his question this time and decided that her brother was smarter than everyone assumed. "The others don't play with you because their parents are afraid," she began, searching for words that wouldn't hurt his feelings. "They can see that you are different from them and don't understand you."

A puzzled look appeared on his face. "How am I different?"

"Something happened when you were born," Lily told him. "That makes you special."

"I don't want to be special," he whined. "I want to be the same."

"I know you do," Lily said, pulling him against the side of her body. "We'll always be together, though, won't we? Wipe your chin."

Michael nodded and wiped the drool from his chin. "Tell me the story, Sister."

"I named you Michael because you were born on Saint Michael's Day," Lily said, relieved to change the subject. "Saint Michael is an archangel. Do you remember what he did?"

Michael grinned. "He fought Lucifer and threw him out of heaven. I wish I could remember every word of the story like you do."

"Remembering what I read is a special gift," Lily told him. "Very few people have that ability."

"I wish I could," her brother repeated. "Then the others would like me."

"You have your own special gift," Lily said.

"What is it?"

"You make God smile," she answered, echoing her mother's dying words, "Your joy for life makes everyone smile."

Lily felt an insistent tugging on her heartstrings when her brother looked in the direction the children had run and said, "Not the others."

Lily opened her mouth to reply but stopped when she heard a voice say, "And here's my little wharf rat"

With a smile lighting her whole expression, Lily turned to see twenty-three-year-old Bradley Howell, leading his horse onto the wharf, and her half brother Seth. "Gentlemen should never refer to ladies as rats," she chided him.

"Then how about Lady Rodent?" Seth teased. He winked at her and added, "Come with me, Michael."

Lily blushed when Bradley sat beside her on the vacated lobster trap. Lord, but she suffered from hot goose bumps whenever he was near.

Is this love? Lily wondered, casting him a sidelong glance. With his sandy brown hair and warm brown eyes, Bradley Howell was irresistibly attractive. She knew there were other young women who gazed at him longingly, like she did.

"I hear you've been practicing with your last-resort dagger," Bradley said with an amused smile. "I knew you'd be an apt student."

Lily smiled jauntily. "I do believe you saw Hortensia recently." She lost her smile when she added, "I wish those children would stop taunting Michael."

"Children can be cruel," Bradley agreed. "I have no doubt that Michael will survive as long as you champion his cause."

Lily watched the people walking past the wharf. She sighed and said, "I wish we could escape these people."

"You will escape when the war ends and we marry," Bradley told her. He stared down at her for a long moment and then said, "Seth told me about your special gift" He pulled a parchment from inside his waistcoat, passed it to her, and ordered, "Read this."

Lily felt like screaming in frustration. Her brother had promised never to tell Bradley about this special gift of hers. Demonstrating her ability made her feel freakish.

Opening the parchment, Lily saw a copy of the Declaration of Independence. "I've seen this before," she said, handing it back to him without bothering to read it. Then she recited, "'When in the course of human events it becomes necessary for one people to dissolve the political bands which have—'"

"Oh, no you don't," Bradley interrupted her. "Everyone knows the beginning. Tell me what sentence six says."

"'But when a long train of abuses and usurpations, pursuing invariably the same object evinces a design to reduce—'"

"The second paragraph, please," Bradley said, interrupting her again.

Lily sighed. "'We, therefore, the representatives of the United States—'"

"Who signed it?"

Lily smiled at him. "John Hancock, Button Gwinnett, Lyman Hall, George Walton, William Hooper—"

Bradley burst out laughing. "I believe your brother's boasting. That talent of yours could prove useful."

"I fail to see how remembering words on a page can be useful," Lily replied.

"Would you consider using your gift for the cause?" Bradley asked.

His question confused her. "What cause?"

"I meant for the war effort."

Helping the war effort meant spending more time with Bradley, she thought. "What would be required of me?" Lily asked.

"Seth and I would accompany you to rendezvous with our agents, who would give you coded messages to consign to memory," Bradley told her. "Then we'd deliver the message to another agent who, in turn, would pass it along to someone else. The important thing is that once you've received the message, nothing is in writing. No secrets could fall into the wrong hands."

"What about the agents who give me messages or receive them?" she asked. "How is their security guarded?"

"You are not the only one in the universe with the gift of a perfect memory," Bradley answered. "Though a woman with such a gift is rather unusual, which makes you the best choice for passing secrets within the city."

"Women are just as smart as men," Lily told him, annoyance tingeing her voice.

Bradley smiled at her. "What would you like for your birthday?" he asked.

"You remembered my birthday?" she exclaimed in pleased surprise.

"I could never forget such a momentous occasion as your eighteenth birthday," he teased her. "What would you like?"

"A kiss," Lily answered, and promptly closed her eyes.

"Ladies never ask for kisses," Bradley told her.

Lily opened her sapphire blue eyes and said, "I thought I was a wharf rat."

Bradley tapped the tip of her upturned nose playfully. "I have something for you," he said, rising from the lobster trap. He searched the satchel slung across his horse and pulled out a package.

Too large for a betrothal ring, she thought.

Bradley sat down beside her again and passed her the package, saying, "For you."

Lily gazed at him through adoring eyes. She didn't want to open the package. She wanted to freeze this moment in time and make it last forever.

"Open it," he said.

Lily untied the red ribbon fastened around it. She gasped in delight when she saw the red woolen shawl, embroidered with a gleaming metallic gold border and scattered star motif.

"I will cherish it always," Lily said, wrapping it around her shoulders. "Thank you, Bradley."

"How about that kiss?" he asked.

Needing no second invitation, Lily snapped her eyes shut and puckered her lips. She sensed him inching closer and inhaled his fresh scent. A bolt of disappointment shot through her when she felt his lips touch her cheek. Then she heard his chuckle and opened her eyes.

Bradley stood and held out his hand to help her up. He gazed down at her, and Lily felt hot goose bumps rising on her arms.

"I'll see you soon, my little wharf rat," Bradley said, and then walked away.

Lily watched him lead his horse back down the wharf to Blackstone Street. When he disappeared from sight, she retraced her steps down the alley behind the wharf's businesses. She wanted to be alone to replay the last few minutes over and over in her mind. With her new red shawl wrapped around her shoulders, Lily fingered her ITLαITL and ITLωITL cross.

The beginning and the ending, she thought, a warm feeling coursing through her body. The first and the last

Indeed, Bradley Howell was her own true love. He would marry her and take her away from the wharf. And Michael would come, too.


London, March 1813

"A thousand pounds a month for pocket money seems awfully meager," the woman complained in a velvety soft voice.

James Armstrong, the second son of the late Duke of Kinross, turned his dark eyes to the beautiful blonde who stood beside him. Valentina St. Leger, the twenty-year-old sister of the Earl of Bovingdon, fidgeted but returned his gaze unflinchingly. Like all beautiful women, she was greedy and shallow. These less-than-noble qualities came as no surprise to James. He knew exactly what he was getting in a wife.

"A thousand pounds is better than nothing," James told her flatly.

When she opened her mouth to argue, James held his hand up in a gesture for silence. He had no intention of arguing about money or anything else in front of an audience consisting of his mother, his two aunts, and his intended's brother, the Earl of Boving-don.

"Please excuse us," James said, glancing at the others. "We'll return in a moment"

He grasped his betrothed's wrist in a firm but gentle grip and forced her to walk toward the salon door. If they were going to have their first argument, they would have it in the privacy of the dining room.

Behind him, James heard his mother saying, "Oh, dear. I wanted to host a ball in their honor and invite absolutely everybody. What will I do if he cancels their engagement?"

"Tess, darling, there's no chance of that happening," replied Aunt Donna. "He's burning for her. The stupid chit could have anything she wanted if she used her charms wisely."

"Don't be too sure of that," Aunt Nora disagreed. "I feel trouble brewing. Their stars are not in harmony, you know."

The Earl of Bovingdon chuckled. "Everything will be harmonious once my sister learns to keep her mouth shut," Reggie St. Leger told them. "Would any of you care to place a small wager on the outcome of their conference?"

Only silence greeted the earl's question.

James felt relieved to escape the scrutiny of the others. How insulting to be spoken of as if one couldn't hear what they were saying. He led Valentina down the length of the corridor and steered her into the dining room.

James closed the door behind them and turned to face his betrothed, ordering, "Sit down."

Valentina surveyed the enormous dining room with its forty-foot mahogany table, matching mahogany chairs, and two gigantic crystal chandeliers looming overhead. James stopped her when she moved to sit in the armchair at the head of the table.

"Over there," he ordered, pointing to one of the side chairs, determined to show her who would be the boss in their family. Without waiting for her to sit down, he sat in the chair at the head of the table.

Valentina said nothing. She wasted several minutes settling herself in the chair and then looked up at him through her fabulous green eyes.

James paused a moment before speaking, long enough to admire the alluring curve of her bosom. Was Aunt Donna correct about his feelings for Valentina? Was he burning for her? No, he had never burned for anyone in his life and didn't intend to start now. This marriage was a simple business affair, nothing more and nothing less.

Determined never to let any woman gain the upper hand with him, James refused to budge on the question of pocket money. Valentina would make do with a thousand pounds a month. The amount was non-negotiable.

Why was he even bothering to marry her? James wondered. He didn't love her. She didn't love him.

Valentina St. Leger, like most females of his acquaintance, was interested in what he could give her. As the owner of one of England's most successful shipping lines, he could afford to give her anything she wanted. But he refused to let her dictate to him.

He wanted to bed her. That much was true.

James decided that he'd proposed to Valentina because the time for marriage had arrived and she appeared to meet all his qualifications. With an impeccable bloodline, Valentina St. Leger was an exceptionally beautiful woman. Too bad she was shallow. But then, most women were painted dolls who walked and talked. Did the weaker sex ever think about anything besides gowns, jewels, money, and titles? Women had no honor, no loyalty, no brains.

Valentina pouted prettily. "A thousand pounds won't cover the cost of gowns, furs, and jewels," she complained.


(Continues...)

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 28, 2014

    Editor..my kingdom for an editor.

    I decided to read this because there were like four star reviews and then the one short detailed one against the book. Well that one long detailed review, although I don't totally agree. Pretty much hit the nail on the head. It became ridiculous at the end when he had burned her numerous times, and she would agree to wagering kisses in a chess match etc. At that point he deserved to have each chess piece shoved down his throat. Earlier in the story the guy literally says. .I can make you love me, and before the end of the page, after she has dismissed this statement as preposterous, has thrown both her clothes and virginity away. And it continues through the story. I did love the little character of Michael and his pet pig. That was a cute touch. I also if I'm being honest got tired of the Shakespeare ongoing reference :- act, page, line thing. Okay we got it already. And all the detail of every meal that often sounded like a Gordon Ramsey restaurant. The story had a fun plot to it, but the heroines' wishy washy attitude became really embarrassing. And my one pet peeve I can never get over. . Bad editing. It seems this publishing co. May not be as hands on, but it was terrible. There were multiple times where 'tl' became a 'd'.. so you would read 'lasdy'. Pennick (however it was spelt) would regularly abbreviate itself Pen-nick. And there are more weird examples like that. Comically at one point he took her hands and raised them to her lips. .lol nothing like kissing your own hands to make you fall in love. Hey I'm not trying to diss the novel or the author, I just think the publisher should have done better editing, and maybe the author should have actually given the heroine a little more self control. I will however give the author the benefit of the doubt abs try another book.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 24, 2014

    Confusing

    The story of the book was a great story. I always like a revenge book but just the idea dosn't count. The emotion in the book was all over the place. The hero was one of the worst characters I have read about. I just could not figure out any emotional conection between the characters. The hero was a insensetive jerk all through the book. He used niceness to hide his nastiness to ,as author wanted us to belive, his love. If that is love I dont know what abusive reationship is. The heroine was really weak too. I hate it when the girl says I don't want to sleep with you and you have to rape me and two kisses later she says take me now. If you are gonna have a weak character why bother to make her seem strong? Even her relationship with her brothers was wierd. Never mind that there was no mention of their dad and how he feels about his kids being kidnapped. The revenge story has been done a lot but when one reads the Buccaneer by Donna fletcher or even Johanna lindseys books, specially her triology on vikings,the stories make sense. Even though I hate insensetive jerky heros but still the character's emotions from their pain to hate to love and forgiveness makes sense. In this book the hero hated her, or loved her, he treated her like dirt and he spends ten days before their wedding with a brand new mistress without apology and he laughs at the heroine when she is upset. He tells her she needs pin money, but doesnt allow her to leave the house, and tells her that he will take her baby away from her and will send her back home. His reaction to her being upset is that since she is pregnant she is emotional. And all the while claiming that he loved the heroine from the first moment he saw her. It truely bugged the hell out of me that he would be nice to her and the herione would melt and over and over again try to remember that him bein nice is not real. She never learned the lesson that the hero is a selfish jerk. The secondary characters were all weak too and none of them developed beyond a shadowy figure.This book sadly will end up in my archive and I would rather stick with great authors like Lisa Kleypas, Julia Quinn and specialy Jennifer Ashley.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 14, 2001

    Enjoyable Historical

    In 1812 Boston, Lily Hawthorne is a tavern owner¿s daughter who is recruited by her half-brother Seth to aid the war effort. She is known as the Gilded Lily and has an amazing ability to remember codes and pass them on. Though warned by her brother and Bradley Howell, her fiancé, not to complete her next assignment, she goes ahead with it anyway. <br><br> Unfortunately, Lily and her brother Michael are captured by James Armstrong, Duke of Kinross. He has vowed to capture and kill the Gilded Lily whom he believes responsible for the death of his older brother Hugh, who was hung in America as a British spy. James¿ plans change when he discovers that the Gilded Lily is a woman, and he decides to keep her prisoner at his estate in England until the end of the war. <br><br> But Lily is not just any woman. She is incredibly intelligent, very resourceful, and fiercely protective of her brother Michael, who was born with a disability. James falls hard for Lily but refuses to let her know that he loves her, and Lily is heartbroken at his callous treatment of her. Things do not go as planned for James when he is forced to explain Lily¿s presence in England to his mother and aunts. <br><br> Ms. Grasso has written an enjoyable historical with plenty of wit and tension between the hero and heroine. The heroine is especially likeable with plenty of backbone and spunk. Though the characters could be more developed, this is a pleasing fast-paced read.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 4, 2015

    This is my first book by this author and it won't be my last. I

    This is my first book by this author and it won't be my last. I'm looking forward to reading more of her work. This book was fabulous, one I couldn't put down and definitely one of the best I've read in a very long time. It was fast moving, extremely well written and a very touching and exciting story. I would highly recommend this novel.

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  • Posted March 23, 2012

    Highly Recommended-you must check it out!!!

    I especially liked the characters and story line in this book. I would read all of this author and wish she would write more books.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 20, 2012

    Great

    One of my favorite romances! Adventure on the seas, colonial america and england

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 14, 2005

    The best work ever!

    This has to be Patricia Grasso best work ever. I could not put the book done. I read it again not because i did not understand it, but because it is a beautiful piece of work. Two definite thumbs up!!!!!

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