With Her Kiss

With Her Kiss

by Cerise DeLand

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ISBN-13: 9781784307387
Publisher: Totally Entwined Group Ltd
Publication date: 08/18/2015
Series: Swords of Passion , #3
Sold by: Barnes & Noble
Format: NOOK Book
Pages: 107
File size: 2 MB

About the Author

What's a gal to do to if she lives deep in the heart of Texas, travels often everywhere, and adores Paris, Florence, London, Tokyo and all points east and west?


She becomes an author who can write about those romantic places. With a passion for cowboys, spies, rakes, knights in shining armor and their gutsy women, Cerise DeLand is an author who adores an alpha male with a tender heart and a need for a smoldering erotic love affair with the right woman!

Cerise is a Top 20 Best Selling author on Amazon with more than three dozen works published in erotic romance, and she is also an award-winning author of mystery, mainstream and romance with St. Martin's Press, Pocket Books and Kensington. Her books are on numerous book clubs, including Featured Selections of The Mystery Guild, Doubleday and Rhapsody. And when she isn't dreaming up fiction or traveling? Cerise is a fabulous cook and an avid history buff.

Busy lady. Happy writer.

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Copyright © Cerise DeLand 2015. All Rights Reserved, Totally Entwined Group Limited, T/A Totally Bound Publishing.

Castle Winton

Southern England

April 1211

Geoffrey raised his wine to his mouth, his appetite for his supper and his King’s emissary draining with the last drop from his cup. “How many times have I fought this same battle with our King? Twice, three times? Do you know, Cluny?”

The hulking Norman, King John’s lackey, stared back at Geoff without an answer.

“Ten. Twenty!” Geoff’s gaze locked on those of his Sovereign’s messenger, daring him to appeal to him for more money for John’s endless wars and effete appetites.

Ranulf Cluny rolled his eyes at Geoff, then stabbed his meat and tore off a bite with his sharp little teeth. “I can tell my liege that you may refuse to pay him his latest tax, but you know he will come for you. Again. As he has before. Will you risk another taste of the White Tower’s excellent accommodations?”

Geoff leaned back in his cushions, crooked his finger at his steward to pour more vin rouge for both of them. Having had his fill of wine and Cluny’s poor company, he placed his chalice down upon his fine Egyptian linens. This idiot might be John’s newest bootlicker, but he had not the slyness to survive long amid John’s cunning. “Over the past eleven years, I have risked life and limb and sanity to tell our King his rightful duties, Cluny. My advice has fallen on deaf ears. John gave me this domain for the service I rendered and when he did, it was a swamp. I have reclaimed it at much expense of time and labor to myself and my people. I paid John his land tax in December. If he wishes to have more, he must come and take it from me.”

Cluny twitched his nose, his hell-black eyes damning Geoffrey. “Your friend Dunwick and his comely wife refuse the tax. So too does your other brother-in-arms, De la Poer, and his wealthy countess. Does our king smell a conspiracy among you three to deprive his coffers of his due?”

Geoff stared at the man as if he were crazed. His expression was a ruse, for in truth, Geoff and his two former knights in arms had thwarted King John’s efforts in many ways these past eight years or more. When Cluny blushed and blinked, Geoff gave him the best answer to their King’s troubles. “John’s nose has too oft been out of joint over minor matters. He needs to put his nose where it belongs. In his own household.”

Cluny stilled in his chair, some fight left in him. “Do I detect an accusation?”

“Of malfeasance?” Geoff chuckled at the shock on this idiot’s face.

“You are too bold, St. Claire.”

“I match my arrogance to my opponent’s. But he must beware. He needs my support more than he needs to collect moneys from a new and usurious tax. If he continues to harass those of us who have tried to advise him in the right, he may try us too far. Then Cluny, who will support him in his adventures against France and Ireland, hmmm?”

“He demands what is his.” Cluny sat back, his greasy fingers poised over his trencher, his gaze on Geoff’s. “He is in need of money, St. Claire. What new solutions to that lack do you suggest? He cannot run England on good wishes.”

“There’s righteousness in fairness. Happiness for his subjects.”

“Bah! There’s poverty in that.”

“Better the King make a stricter budget, Cluny, than fight rebellion.”

“Now you talk treason?”

“Cluny, Cluny.” Geoff shook his head. Hard words were what John understood. He gave them, and the only way to challenge him was to counter his outrageous words with one’s own. “You jump to conclusions. Persist in that and you yourself will soon be without your sanity.”

The man’s eyebrows twitched.

Have I got that through your thick brain?

Geoffrey sighed, then rinsed his fingers in a bowl of rose water. As he wiped his hands dry on a cloth offered by his steward, he spoke of his reasoning. “John must cease this constant greed, these terrible wars, the need to take women to his bed who are not his to claim. It brands him an outlaw.”

Cluny opened his mouth to reply.

Geoff got to his feet and pushed back his chair. “Finish your supper, man. I expect you and your escort gone by sunrise.”

“He will send me back here with a larger retinue,” Cluny called after him. “Perhaps with a trebuchet, as well.”

“Can he spare one from his fight with the French?” Geoff strode toward his solar and flicked a hand at his steward to remain to serve their guest. “I doubt that, Cluny.”

“I have taken an assessment of your strength here,” the man warned.

Geoff swung around. Hands on his hips, he glared at the impertinent oaf who still sat, fingers into the good roast deer Geoff had been so kind to serve him. “Look all you wish, Cluny. None of this can be taken from me easily. I have earned it. Bought it with my own blood shed in the service of our good king Richard and in years toiling for his young brother, John. Come with what force John will grant you. He has few to spare from his many conflicts. This you and I both know well. But understand, too, that this castle, this fiefdom, these proud people do me the honor to give me their loyalty. You may try to change their minds. I wager you will not be able. So by all means, come. Do as you are ordered. But none of this will fall to you by wishing it so.”

He nodded, leaving the messenger to scowl at him as he spun toward the outer stairs.

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Evita_P More than 1 year ago
This is another type of story that I love to read, the reunited lovers, make it a historical story and I am in heaven. Geoffrey and Kat met as children and as they grew into adulthood, the stirrings of love (and lust) are all around them and they give in to their passion.  Her father has already promised her to another, Geoffrey ends up leaving her and she is left heartbroken. Some years later, word reaches Geoffrey that his beloved (as he has never forgotten her) is being held against her will.  He moves in to rescue and brings her back to life. It takes him a bit to convince her that she holds his heart in his hands.   Great explanations of the times during the ruling of King John and everyday life in a castle is what I truly enjoy reading plus the great romance and hot sexy scenes make it an even more enjoyable story for me.
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