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Award-winning author Jillian Hunter weaves another enthralling tale in which the path down the aisle is paved with startling twists of fate . . . and temptation.

Lord Heath Boscastle’s attraction for Julia Hepworth begins with a bang. She shoots him at a hunting party–accidentally, of course. Though the shot grazes his shoulder, her beauty pierces his heart. Sparks fly soon ...
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Overview

Award-winning author Jillian Hunter weaves another enthralling tale in which the path down the aisle is paved with startling twists of fate . . . and temptation.

Lord Heath Boscastle’s attraction for Julia Hepworth begins with a bang. She shoots him at a hunting party–accidentally, of course. Though the shot grazes his shoulder, her beauty pierces his heart. Sparks fly soon after when they find themselves dangerously close to a compromising position. Too inexperienced to understand such overwhelming emotions, Heath and Julia part ways.

Now, years later, Heath is a high-ranking intelligence officer, asked to protect his commander’s fiancée, Julia, while he chases down an elusive spy. Heath quickly regrets his promise when he meets Julia again–and their mutual desire still burns hotter than ever. Of course he will protect her. There is danger in the air. And Heath would never think of betraying his friend, until he learns that Julia herself has been betrayed. Suddenly seduction Boscastle style is the name of the game. Yet Julia has a trick or two up her own sleeve–and is determined to be a player, and not a mere pawn, in his wicked game.


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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780345484680
  • Publisher: Random House Publishing Group
  • Publication date: 6/28/2005
  • Series: Boscastle Family Series , #3
  • Sold by: Random House
  • Format: eBook
  • Sales rank: 83,686
  • File size: 492 KB

Meet the Author

Jillian Hunter is the author of nine critically acclaimed novels. She has received several awards, including the Romantic Times Career Achievement Award. Jillian lives in Southern California with her husband and three daughters.


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Chapter 1

Mayfair 1814

Until this evening Lieutenant Colonel Lord Heath Boscastle had been living under the pleasant illusion that he was the master of his own fate. It wasn’t that he had escaped bad fortune. On the contrary. He had met and overcome more than his fair share of adversity. It seemed that he deserved peace. After all, he’d survived war, torture, espionage, two volatile mistresses, and a family that challenged the rules of Society on a regular basis.

It was, perhaps, a credit to his cumulative experiences that he managed to hide his astonishment at what his friend, Colonel Sir Russell Althorne, had just asked of him.

A man less adept than Heath at concealing his emotions might have given himself away. He displayed no reaction whatsoever. Most likely he was in a mild state of shock. He’d half expected Althorne to call him back into military service. As a soldier, that is, not a lady’s companion. He had not anticipated a reminder of a past sexual escapade . . . as unforgettable as that escapade had been.

“Well,” Russell asked him for the second time, “will you do it or not? I would prefer to leave London with an easy mind. Will you take care of Julia for me while I’m gone?”

“You might have given me a little more notice.”

“You’ve been in Hampshire.”

“You could have written.”

“What? So that you had time to refuse?”

Heath shook his head. “You’re all damned heart, aren’t you?”

The two men stood at the top of the Mayfair mansion’s magnificent stone staircase. To anyone observing them from the candlelit ballroom below, they appeared to be a pair of bored male guests who had retreated from the noisy crowd to puff their cigars in peace.

They had strengthened their friendship as raw light cavalry officers in Sahagun when ambushes and battles, intelligence gathering and patrols in the icy dark had beckoned to their thirst for adventure. Unfortunately Heath had gotten caught on one of those adventures, and it had been Colonel Sir Russell Althorne, his superior officer, who had rescued him, losing his left eye in the process, and earning a hero’s acclaim.

“I can’t do it.” Heath gazed through a cloud of smoke at the figures that wove through the porphyry marble columns below. He wondered distractedly if the woman he and Russell had been discussing was down there in the crush. Would they recognize each other? What would they say? It would be damned uncomfortable, considering their short but memorable history. “I haven’t seen Julia in years. I had no idea her husband was dead, or that she’d returned to England.”

Or that Russell, predator and hero of the hour that he was, had already gotten himself engaged to her. Althorne had always been an ambitious, competitive sort, even as far back as their college days. He seemed determined to leave his mark on the world. “I had to talk her into accepting my proposal,” Russell said, his voice more than a little baffled. He stood several inches shorter than Heath, with a heavier frame, rust-brown hair, hazel eyes, and rugged features. His was a rough appeal; what he lacked in refinement he made up for in resolve. “Can you believe it? Julia refusing me.”

“What could she have been thinking?” Heath murmured.

“Obviously she wasn’t.” Russell smiled down at a young debutante who had caught his eye. Flustered, she bumped ungracefully into her dance partner.

Russell laughed.

Heath sighed. “Is she in danger?”

“I don’t know,” Russell replied. “Julia’s aunt is convinced that their town house is being watched. I doubt it. Lady Dalrymple is a notorious corkbrain. Still, I do not think it is wise to underestimate Auclair. The man fights deadly duels for amusement. His quest for revenge seems personal.”

“How do you know this?”

Russell’s jaw tightened. “He’s made it known in underworld circles that he wants to destroy me.”

“The war is over.”

“Apparently Auclair’s taste for violence has not been sated. He was last seen haunting Tortoni’s and other cafés in search of a good fight. His behavior is nothing a rational mind can understand.”

Heath lapsed into silence. It was no secret to either man that Armand Auclair was their mutual nemesis, a former French spy who had tortured not only Heath but countless other English soldiers and had eluded capture in Portugal. Neither Heath nor Russell had ever seen Auclair’s face. He had conducted his interrogations wearing an executioner’s mask. Russell was well aware of the horror that Auclair had inflicted on the men he had taken prisoner. Most had died.

But did Russell have any idea what the woman he planned to marry had meant to Heath? What had happened that August long ago?

Of course not. Presumably Julia had not told him. This conversation would not be taking place if she had.


Heath’s encounter with Julia Hepworth had been a passionate if too-brief private affair. There was not a soul in the world who knew that he had desired her ever since the day she had shot him in the shoulder several years ago. That she was the only woman he wished he had not lost. He’d hesitated to acknowledge it even to himself. It was only as he grew older that he realized he had never replaced her.

She hadn’t permanently hurt him, but he’d never been quite the same. Damaged where it didn’t show.

He’d been sneaking up on Russell from behind a carn to play a prank, and Julia had taken a shot at him from her horse.

The shot had grazed his shoulder.

The first look at her had pierced his heart. It still bled from time to time, although he’d learned to live with the pain. He smiled a little as he recalled their initial encounter.

“Are you all right?” she asked, throwing herself down on the ground to examine him. “Please tell me I haven’t killed you.”

He didn’t move, awash in a sea of conflicting sensations. The searing pain in his upper body, the indignity of being shot by a female. The intrusive heat of her hands as she matter-of-factly tore open his riding jacket to examine his torso. Her dark red hair brushing against his belly, inflaming his senses. How he could desire a woman who’d almost killed him defied reason. But damnation, she had stirred him. He narrowed his eyes and considered the situation.

“Well, say something,” she said in panic.

She was tall and lushly built, deep-bosomed and supple. She was imperious. She was the most compelling woman he had ever met, and he’d wanted to bed her on the spot. Right there between the rocks like a barbarian.

“All right,” he said between his teeth, suppressing all his barbaric instincts. “You’ve killed me. I am dead. Does that make you happy?”

“There’s no need to be rude.”

“Isn’t there? Forgive me if I find it difficult, lying flat on my back with a pistol wound, to dredge up my party manners.”

“I don’t know why you’re being so horrible. It was an accident. I was frightened. I really thought I might have killed you.”

He grunted. “Came close enough. You shot me. What in heaven’s name possessed you? You shot me.”

“Well, no wonder,” she said, sounding a little indignant herself now. “What were you doing jumping out at me from behind that carn?”

“I thought you were someone I knew.”

“Well, I thought you were the rabid fox that had attacked the livestock last night.”

“Do I look like a rabid fox?” he demanded crossly.

He was disconcerted by the wicked gleam in her gray eyes, and drawn to it, too. He didn’t know which was worse, that she’d injured him or that he desired her in spite of it. Certainly it was not a normal response to being shot. He sat up abruptly as she pulled his cambric shirt off his shoulders to study the injury she had inflicted. “It doesn’t look as bad as I feared.”

“That’s easy for you to say.”

“I am sorry.”

He turned his head, her strong chin grazing his cheek. “It’s a nice shoulder,” she said very quietly, “as far as shoulders go.”

“Is it?” he asked, grinning reluctantly.

“Of course, I’m not an expert.”

He stared at her mouth—red, moist, inviting. He’d heard one of the young men at the party comment that Julia Hepworth was something of a hellion. But it had been voiced more as a compliment than a criticism. He’d wager that the man who said it had never been shot by her and then suffered the delicious agony of her practically crawling on top of him to tear off his shirt. Or perhaps he had. For all he knew she’d left a slew of victims in her wake.

“Do we have to tell anyone?” she asked, her eyes meeting his appealingly.

“That depends.” He decided he was going to kiss her. Any young woman who could shoot and half undress him the way she had deserved to be kissed. If not more. God, she was fetching, he thought, enjoying the warm weight of her belly against his side.

She let her hand slide down the front of his shirt, her gloved fingertips skimming his chest. Heat flooded his groin. “Depends on what?” she whispered, drawing her head back to give him a suspicious look that told him he wasn’t the first man to find her attractive. He assumed he was the first man she’d shot though.

“On how sorry you are.”

Her full lips lifted in a smile. “Everyone has warned me what a rogue you are, Heath Boscastle.”

“Pity they didn’t warn me about you,” he murmured.

“That I’m reckless and impulsive?”

“No. That you’re tempting and—”

A shadow dropped over this heated exchange like a shroud, dampening the air, dousing the invisible flames that leaped between them. The chance to kiss her red mouth was lost. All of a sudden Heath’s shoulder hurt like hell. He made a face. Julia jumped up, stepping on his hand. He might have sworn. Bloody careless female.

“I think you’re going to live,” she announced in an impersonal voice as he pulled his shirt back over his bare shoulders.

“What in God’s name happened?” demanded the shadow.

“I shot him,” she said, not looking half as sorry as she should, in Heath’s opinion.

“What?” The shadow sounded shocked. Heath realized that it was Russell, the last person on earth he wished to witness his humiliation. “You shot my best friend? Answer me right now, Boscastle, what did you do that Miss Hepworth had a reason to shoot you?”

Heath had ridden back to their host’s home alone, not in the mood for Russell’s snide remarks. He decided that he would find Julia during the party when she was by herself. He didn’t have to.

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  • Posted August 23, 2014

    Unable to read

    Could not read. The pages were black.called and was told to delete and rebuy. The same thing happened.

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  • Posted July 9, 2010

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    Heath and Julia- LOVED IT!!!

    I could not get enough of this book or these characters, although I have to say, I love all of the Boscastle family books and Jillian Hunter. She brought to life a stunning romance that only those with a life filled with the passion that love brings could emulate. Heath is a gorgeous hunk of a man filled with passion and Julia is not only beautiful, but left me with a great sense of wanting to be her best friend. This pair brought together after years of longing really touched my heart. Cheers to Jillian Hunter and I look forward to reading all of her touching romances.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 24, 2009

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    The Mysterious Heath Boscastle

    The Boscastle series is very fun and keeps the read engaged. This is one of my favorite books in the series. The plot has more depth and the characters are more substantial. Heath and Julia truly belong together. Overall, a good read.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 5, 2007

    Wedding Night of an English Rogue

    For Heath, 'there is no point in continuing the course of stupidity'. But for Julie, 'the course of stupidity' seems to be the norm. She's sort of airy. Not an air-head though. She is rather intelligent actually. But she's airy as maybe a Libra or Gemini is airy. The word fickle came up several times while we read this book because she comes across as double-minded. But I attribute that to her being Heath's love interest as opposed to a primary character in her own right. Much unlike Chloe and Lady Jane's characters.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 5, 2007

    Wedding Night of an English Rogue

    My book club has just finished this book and we all agree that although Grayson is the Boscastle brother we would most likely sleep with or have a one-night-stand with, Heath is the Boscastle we would most love to love for the rest of our lives. He's an amazing hero. His love interest Julia seems to be sort of disconnected in the story. Although we have all her information and etc..., she seems to be on the outside of her own life looking in. The English Lit professor of our reading group classifies her as synthetic flat. I think that's a good way to describe her. It's like she's on the 19th century version of Prozac. She contradicts herself constantly and tries to send Heath mixed signals even though he's too keen an observer of human behavior to be fooled by her wierdness. Julia is more of an object for Heath's affection in a secondary character sort of way than a fully developed woman as Jane and Chloe are presented in the previous two books of this trilogy.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 4, 2007

    Heath Boscastle Sexy & Mysterious...

    I totally enjoyed reading about Lady Jane Welsham (& Grayson Boscastle), Chloe Boscastle (& Dominic Breckland), and all the people they love. From the first (Seduction of an English Scoundrel) Heath Boscastle was my favorite. And still is. And when I picked up 'Wedding Night' I was anxious to read about the woman who captures his heart. She's tall and strong, athletic, red-headed, and rich. I expected her to kick butt and take names. You would think that she would take things up a notch after the two society debutants managed to turn 19th Century elitists society up-side-down. But Julia falls flat in comparison. She is not just boring. She's confused and double minded. Fickle! I didn't enjoy her character and only kept reading to find out what was happening with Col Althorne, Heath, and Aunt Dalrymple. They make the book worth the read.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 22, 2005

    A Great Conclusion ¿ Leaves You Wanting More!

    In THE WEDDING NIGHT OF AN ENGLISH ROGUE, we meet yet another Boscastle family member in Jillian Hunters conclusion to her latest trilogy. Heath Boscastle is every bit as much fun as Grayson and Chloe had been in the previous books, THE SEDUCTION OF AN ENGLISH SCOUNDREL and THE LOVE AFFAIR OF AN ENGLISH LORD. Six years after Heath Boscastle encounters Julia Hepworth, he is asked to be her bodyguard by his commanding officer, Russell Althorne. Seems Althorne saved his life so Heath owes him a favor. Little does Althorne know that Heath and Julia had a romantic encounter that neither has been able to forget in the ensuing years. Reluctantly Heath agrees and the rekindling of their romantic feelings begins. But this is more than a typical historical romance. Hunter likes to keep the reader guessing, so she adds a bit of suspense. Seems Althorne is on the heels of a diabolical villain, Armond Auclair, a Frenchman who enjoys torturing his captives. Heath had been captured by Auclair and barely survived, only to be rescued by Russell Althorne and a friend and fellow soldier, Hamm. Althorne believes Auclair is in France, but when Julia begins to have encounters with a stranger, Heath wonders if Auclair isn¿t behind the meetings. Jillian Hunter brings back some of her characters from the two previous books, much to my happiness. Grayson Boscastle and his lovely wife, Jane, show us that life has not changed for them. They are still witty, fun, and very much in love. Unfortunately we were only given a glimpse of Chloe and Dominick, but I¿m hoping Hunter gives us a glimpse into their lives in the future. Hunter has created the Boscastles who rival Nora Roberts¿ MacGregor clan. Each Boscastle is unique, but all possess the verve for life that set them apart from others. Seldom is the reader entertained to this extent by the shenanigans of so many amusing people. The Boscastle¿s knack for finding themselves in interesting but scandalous situations will leave you laughing. One excellent example is Julia having her nude caricature of Heath stolen and then published in a pamphlet distributed all over London. It was pure enjoyment each time someone mentioned that drawing to Heath and I loved reading about him squirming his way into an explanation that would not disgrace he or Julia. Jillian Hunter continues to shine with THE WEDDING NIGHT OF AN ENGLISH ROGUE. Her humor is at the forefront and leaves the reader wanting more at the end of the book. I hope she continues with the dramatics of this energetic family in the near future!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 8, 2005

    The Bodcastles

    Six years ago Julia Hepworth met Lord Heath Boscastle when she shot him. But that did not stop the two from being dangerously attracted to one another. They were almost caught in a very compromising position. So they quickly parted ways, but never forgot each other. ...................... Now Julia is the fiancée to Sir Russell Althorne, Heath's commanding officer. Russell is chasing Armand Auclair, a French spy that one tortured Heath to near insanity before Russell rescued him. Russell calls in the debt of honor. Heath is to protect Julia while Russell is away, in case Armand sends someone to harm her. But Heath and Julia both know that they can't be in the same room without falling into each other's arms. ........................ *** There are some very colorful secondary characters in this tale. Julia's aunt, Hermia, actually steals the show a few times! You will also get to see how Grayson and Jane (from a previous novel in the Boscastle series) is doing. As for Julia, she is a widow when she meets Heath again, no innocent miss fresh from the school room. This makes the romance between the two main characters explosive. All-in-all, this is not the best story in the Boscastle series, but well worth your time to pick up and read. ***

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  • Posted December 9, 2008

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    Teriffic Regency

    In 1814, Colonel Sir Russell Althorne asks his officer Lieutenant Colonel Lord Heath Boscastle to keep his fiancée Julia safe while he is in France searching for crazy French espionage agent Armand Auclair. Heath has survived war, imprisonment, torture, and family; he would do any of those over again rather then spend time with the widow Julia Hepworth, but he owes Russell for saving his life so he reluctantly agrees. Six years ago, Heath met Julia when she shot him and he followed up by kissing her. He never forgot her, but she rejected his advances and married someone else who since died in India. --- Julia also never forgot the kiss that in spite of a husband and a fiancé has been the sexual highlight of her life. She became engaged to Russell when he helped her after her husband and dad died close to one another, but no longer grieving she has doubts about marrying Russell. --- Heath¿s brother Grayson tells him Russell has impregnated his mistress and suggests he seduce his beloved Julia as Russell no longer deserves loyalty. As Heath and Julia fall in love, they first must deal with Auclair, who is in England not France, and then Russell. --- From the moment the lead couple re-meets for the first time in six years, the heated romance between them makes the tale although the suspense is strong as the audience anticipates showdowns with her fiancé and the crazed clever killer. The return of characters from the first Boscastle novel SEDUCTION OF AN ENGLISH SCOUNDREL adds strength to a fine story line although the finish is real but anticlimactic.--- Harriet Klausner

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