Enslaved

Enslaved

by Virginia Henley

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ISBN-13: 9780440217060
Publisher: Random House Publishing Group
Publication date: 12/28/1995
Pages: 448
Sales rank: 662,363
Product dimensions: 4.22(w) x 6.83(h) x 0.93(d)

About the Author

Virginia Henley is the author of more than twenty novels, including the New York Times bestsellers Seduced and Desired. Her work has been translated into fourteen languages. A recipient of the Romantic Times Lifetime Achievement Award, she lives in St. Petersburg, Florida.

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Chapter 1
 
Lady Diana was becoming slowly aroused. Though the hour was shockingly early, she had once again been lured between the sheets to indulge in her favorite pastime. Her behavior had recently undergone a drastic change and she had begun to kick over the traces.
 
A delicious gasp escaped her lips as the man’s sexual intent became clear. He would not take no for an answer, and a sensual thrill ran through Diana because he would not be denied. He was dark and dominant and dangerous, exactly the way a man should be, and she felt her very bones melting from his bold advances.
 
Diana’s nipples tightened and began to ache. Her woman’s center began to tingle in a most pleasurable way. The hand beneath her nightgown cupped her tender young breast so that her breathing quickened. Though Diana felt very wicked at that moment, she pushed away the tiny pang of guilt, curled on her side, and arched her mons at the pure titillation he aroused in her.
 
A curse escaped her lips as the candle suddenly went out. Damn, she was right in the middle of the best part of the chapter. She removed her hand from her aching breast and snapped closed the book she had been reading about the intimate sex life of King Charles II.
 
Diana relit the candle, finished the chapter, then sighed with longing. She would have preferred living in any other period of history to Georgian times. In this day and age all the men were fops, sporting ridiculous powdered wigs, fans, and lip rouge. Why couldn’t she have been born in medieval times when brawny knights stormed castles and abducted the women within, or Elizabethan times when the queen’s bold seafarers pirated women along with treasure? During the Restoration, swaggering cavaliers emulated King Charles’s devilish way with women, so that life for a young lady of seventeen was exhilarating, exciting, and exceedingly worth the living!
 
Now the dandies emulated Prince George, or Prinny as he was nicknamed. What the hell sort of a name was Prinny? Actually, the name said it all … soft, silly, and stoopid with two o’s!
 
As Diana leaned over to blow out the candle, she caught a glimpse of herself in the cheval glass. She was fair as an English rose ready to bloom. Her pale gold hair fell to her hips in silken curls, her violet eyes were brilliant with expectancy, her body was graceful with long legs and high, thrusting breasts, yet all she saw when she looked in the mirror was the voluminous nightgown she wore. Diana pulled a face, not because the nightdress was hideous, but because it was such a respectable garment.
 
Lord above, how she had begun to loathe anything and everything respectable! Respectability was the force that ruled her Aunt Prudence and the measuring stick she used for everything connected with Diana’s life.
 
Two years ago when Sir Thomas Davenport died, he left his daughter, Diana, his fortune, his magnificent library, and his house in Grosvenor Square. It was in trust until she turned eighteen, of course, and her guardians were her father’s younger brother, Richard, and his wife, Prudence, who immediately moved into Grosvenor Square to care for her. At fifteen Diana had been a biddable child who never had her nose out of a book. But by the time she turned seventeen, a wide streak of wilfulness had developed which clearly alarmed Diana’s prudish guardian.
 
Diana sighed, blew out the candle, and curled under her blankets, hoping that sleep would bring her dreams of the more lustful days of King George.
 
Aunt Prudence was readying herself for bed and bending her husband’s ear at the same time. Her frilled night rail was tied beneath her third chin while her starched nightcap sat just above her eyebrows. Which was just as well, thought Richard, repressing a shudder at the thought of her ever exposing her opulent flesh all at once.
 
“Far be it from me to criticize our ward, Richard, but once again Diana has passed up an invitation from Lady Sefton only to carry one of those infernal books to bed. All this reading cannot be good for a young girl. Heaven only knows what could be in some of those tomes. Reading could give her unsavory … notions.”
 
Richard decided it was no bad thing that Prudence was averse to intimacy and that sins of the flesh stood at the top of her list of taboos. As he eyed the ocean of white cotton enveloping his wife, he thought wryly, It’s a wonder she doesn’t wear white gloves to bed, in case she has to handle the beastly thing! His mind came back to the topic being discussed. “My brother’s collection is worth a fortune. I agree the books are a bad influence. I’m trying to find a buyer for the entire library.”
 
Sir Thomas Davenport had been a chief judge and baron of the exchequer, who was a learned scholar, knighted by the king. Richard knew that Diana had been well educated in the classics and tutored by her father in French, Italian, and Latin.
 
“My dear Richard, that is brilliant! Books will not help her catch the right sort of husband. If rumors get about that she is a bluestocking, she will sit on the shelf forever. I shall impress upon her again that she must hide her intelligence at all costs. I don’t know what your brother was about, educating a girl beyond what is proper. It’s just not respectable!”
 
At the mention of his brother, Richard’s mouth tightened. Life was so bloody unfair. How had Thomas risen so high, while he, Richard, remained a struggling solicitor? And why had he left everything to Diana and nothing to his only brother? Not one bloody sausage! He’d thought of a hundred schemes to separate Diana from some of her money, but the girl was so clever he’d have to come up with a plan subtle enough to prevent her suspicions from being aroused.
 
Prudence sailed toward the bed to turn back the covers. Richard undid his cravat. She eyed him with alarm. “You’re not coming to bed, are you?”
 
“No, no, m’dear. Just changing my neckcloth. I have to entertain a client tonight.”
 
Prudence let out a sigh of relief. Richard knew his wife was perfectly aware of just who would be the client and what sort of entertainment it would be and he also knew she was devoutly thankful he sought release elsewhere. She ought to be, and was, thankful that he was such a considerate husband.
 

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Enslaved 4.4 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 57 reviews.
itsamekatrina on LibraryThing 2 days ago
Because I read so many books, I fall into slumps where my books turn out dissappointing. Then, a book like this comes along and reminds me why I love reading so much. This is an awesome story of undieing love. A must read as far as I am concerned.
wyvernfriend on LibraryThing 4 months ago
fun read with a woman time-travelling to roman times from regency england to find her love and then is suddenly thrust back into recency england.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
After reading the reviews I was skeptical about this book, but it was a pleasant surprise. It is a difficult book to keep up with I will admit, and you have to keep an open mind to the concept of time travel and reincarnation, but it was an enjoyable book. The people who said she loved one man and married another must not have paid attention to the book because the whole point was the man she married remembered their time together from when she time travelled. He was the same man, only reincarnated I guess. So like I said, keep an open mind and the book will be a nice surprise.
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I would not recomend this story
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Fantastic read. I just love her books.
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Of all her books, and I have read them all, this was and will always be the best!
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this is one of those ultra sexy books.
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Traveling through time and coming out a winner! Great story showing that love crosses all time.
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Excellent! Such a refreshing change from the same old historical romances. Love it!
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Acanoffleas More than 1 year ago
Redonk Nutshell: Woman is transported back in time to Roman-occupied Britain where she gets lessons in ancient history and passion I've recently been on a time-traveling kick. I found myself searching GoodReads for romance books that featured a time-traveling hero or heroine and I came across Enslaved by Virginia Henley. I've not yet read anything by her, though I've come across her name several times in my travels through romance-land. Lady Diana Davenport lives in 18th century London and is on the cusp of inheriting her father' s legacy. Her guardians have other plans for the money, and are anxious to make a match for Diana so she can be married off. Diana, however, has other ideas. She's smart and opinionated, and most of the men in her life are dandies. She daydreams about times long past, how knights rode to defend the honor of their ladies, blah blah blah. When Diana comes across an old roman helmet in an antiques shop she can't keep herself from putting it on her head. And WOOSH! She' whisked back through time. Figuring the strangely dressed woman as a Druid priestess and spy, Marcus Magnus instructs the woman to be enslaved. When he recognizes her light hair and pale skin as strangely beautiful, he takes her as his personal consort. Diana, once again, has other ideas. But she struggles to keep herself from becoming enraptured with the Roman who has taken charge of her. My experience with this book was mixed. I'd say for the first half I was really intrigued and really into it, especially because we get a lot of set-up featuring Diana in her time period. Her guardians are odious people, and Diana's small ways of rebelling against them are lovely. We are also introduced to a blackguard of an earl who sets his sights on Diana, and their exchange are feisty as well. When Diana is thrown back in time, we the reader quickly realize that the Roman Marcus Magnus is a distant relative of the aforementioned earl, so identical to a point where Diana can barely see a difference between the two. I found myself wondering if Diana was perhaps experiences a Dorothy Gale moment and wasn't actually transported back in time but rather having a delirious hallucination. But alas, no, she was in fact really back in that time period. The parallels between Marcus and Mark Hardwick, the earl, really turned me off. I don't typically dig reincarnation stories, and this one really spoiled that story for me. When Diana is returned to her time she has to convince those around her that she had, in fact, been back in roman times. When Mark starts to remember things is about when my head started to hurt from rolling my eyes so many times. There's nothing wrong with a bodice-ripping cheese fest of a romance novel, but I at least like a good hearty story behind it. Unfortunately, Enslaved fell short for me. The first half was fun, spirited and rich, but the second half fell flat with cliched predictability. A plus? It was pretty raunchy to which I say, "ohhhh...those Romans!" Enslaved by Virginia Henley, 436 pgs, 1/1/95 Rating: C- Romance: 2/5 Raunch: 4/5
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This is the first book (ebook) I read of Virginia Henley..and it was great i couldn't put my nook down,i was so transfixed by the story