The Scandalous Love of a Duke. Jane Lark
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Название: The Scandalous Love of a Duke
Автор: Jane Lark
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Историческая литература
isbn: 9780007588633
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The Scandalous Love of a Duke
Jane Lark
A division of HarperCollinsPublishers
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I love writing authentic, passionate and emotional love stories.
I began my first novel, a historical, when I was sixteen, but life derailed me a bit when I started suffering with Ankylosing Spondylitis, so I didn’t complete a novel until after I was thirty when I put it on my to do before I’m forty list.
Now I love getting caught up in the lives and traumas of my characters, and I’m so thrilled to be giving my characters life in others’ imaginations, especially when readers tell me they’ve read the characters just as I’ve tried to portray them.
The Marlow Intrigues Series is gathering followers, and the story of Ellen’s son, John, is my first step into the next generation. There is still more to come, including the prequel to The Illicit Love of a Courtesan, but for now I hope you enjoy the tale of my moody, arrogant, fractured, golden-hearted, young Duke.
If you wonder who, or what inspired John’s story––it was written at the time that Prince William asked Catherine Middleton to marry him. His apparent reluctance to accept his royal status, his reliance on Catherine, and the way he is so much more relaxed with her, gave me the inspiration for John’s circumstances and his own Catherine, though John’s story does not follow theirs.
Katherine’s fingers grasped the pale, uneven trunk of the beech tree. Laughing, she braced her body to stop her descent down the grassy slope, her grip slipping on the thin strips of peeling bark.
She turned back to catch her friend’s hand.
In fits of giggles, Margaret fell against the tree too.
“Shhh … ” Eleanor whispered, her fingers pressing to her lips as she struggled to tame her own intemperate humour. “They will hear us.” Eleanor was Margaret’s younger cousin.
More giggles erupted from the large group of younger girls behind them. Eleanor was the most boisterous of them, though.
Looking across her shoulder, Katherine smiled.
Katherine was the outsider here. The odd one out. A Spencer. All the other girls were the Duke of Pembroke’s grandchildren. Katherine was nothing compared to them. Her adopted father was a mere lowly squire. But Katherine had grown up amongst this family. These girls were more sisterly to her than her own sister. Her brother Phillip was John Harding’s friend and John was another of the Duke’s grandchildren, the eldest, and his heir.
One day John would own the land they stood on, and a dozen other estates. He’d be rich.
John. His name stilled Katherine’s heart and slowed her breathing as a secret longing welled inside her.
She no longer felt like laughing, she clung to the tree, her palms pressing against the trunk as her gaze reached through the veil of branches and leaves that stirred gently on a warm summer breeze.
“Can you see them?” Caroline, one of Margaret’s younger sisters, whispered.
“What are they doing?” Margaret leant forwards, looking over Katherine’s shoulder.
“Swimming,” Eleanor gasped with another giggle. “They’re naked.”
The girls about Katherine broke into fits of laughter again, their fingers pressing over their mouths.
“Hush,” Heather, Margaret’s older sister, who was СКАЧАТЬ