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Sunday, October 16, 2016

Quote-Tastic ~ Sutherland Scandal Series by Anna Bradley

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The young, naive innocent who dared to challenge an outrageous rogue of an Earl. From the moment they met the chemistry jumped off the page!

I laughed, grieved, desired, raged and fell in love right along with Delia.

Alec was a little bit more of an ass than I'd like but, it worked for the storyline.

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A tantalizing new Regency romance filled with the most elegant society—and the most forbidden desires…
England, 1811.
Delia Somerset despises the privileged ton, but her young sister, Lily, is desperate to escape their family’s scandalous past and join high society. Unwilling to upset her sister, Delia reluctantly agrees to attend a party at the Sutherland estate—and avoid the gossip at all costs.

Alec Sutherland is known as a hot-headed scoundrel, but nothing gets a rise out of him as much as the news that his brother desires Delia’s hand in marriage. She is, after all, the daughter of the London belle who soiled their family name. He’s determined to ruin her reputation as well, in the most delicious way possible. It’s only a matter of time before he can woo her with his irresistible advances.

As Delia devilishly plays along in Alec’s game, determined to prove the joke is on him, they inch ever closer to repeating history. And in this game of seductive glances, scandalous whispers, and old debts, the outcome might be much more than either of them anticipated…


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Sometimes men are asses. Sometimes men are clueless.

Robyn is both all the Time! He literally cares about no one. He's always disappointing his mother, brother, and sisters. He's the essential indolent rogue.

Then he pulls Lily into his arms and his life changes.

It's not a 180 but a slow progression. A VERY SLOW progression.

Lily likes everything in order. She feels safe when things are in there proper places. Robyn likes to bring out the , other Lily, the one with passion and courage.

In the end, Robyn becomes a caring, yet still wicked man. Lily opens up to be her true self.

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Anna Bradley, author of  A Wicked Way to Win an Earl, continues her Sutherland Scandals series with a tantalizing new Regency romance filled with opulence, elegance, and forbidden desire...

Lily Somerset’s plan for the London season is simple: courtship, marriage to a respectable gentleman, then the comfortable existence of a proper Lady. That is, until one tiny misstep leaves Lily on the edge of social ruin, forcing her to depend on a wicked rogue to save her reputation.

Robyn Sutherland doesn’t save reputations—he sullies them. He'd rather be drawn and quartered than find himself spending the season as Lily's escort. But he has no choice but to stay until her tattered standing is mended.

What begins as a ruse to deceive London soon flames into an uncontrollable passion. Robyn calls to the wild spirit that lurks beneath Lily’s prim exterior, and Lily awakens the hero’s heart within Robyn. But can these unlikely lovers trust themselves enough to let desire overrule reason?

 

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Wednesday, October 12, 2016

@Tastybooktours Giveaway ~ A Fool For You by Katee Roberts



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It’s been thirteen years since Hope Moore left Devil’s Falls, land of sexy cowboys and bad memories. Back for the weekend, she has no intention of seeing the man she never got over…or the two of them getting down and dirty. It’s just a belated goodbye, right? No harm, no foul.
Until six weeks later, when her pregnancy test comes back positive…

Daniel Rodriguez hasn’t forgiven himself for how things went down with Hope all those years ago. He knows she’s better off without him, but when she shows up on his doorstep, panicking because she’s pregnant with his baby, he can’t help seeing it as a chance to make up for the past.

Too bad Hope has no intention of going along with his plans.

 

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Hope shook her head. “You’re as much an idiot now as you were then.”


And then she kissed him.


It caught him a little off guard—he hadn’t expected her to be the one to make the first move, especially after the way the scene in the bathroom had gone down—but Daniel wasted no time taking control. He kissed down her neck, sliding his hands beneath her shirt and skating them up to her body to cup her breasts. They filled his palms, familiar and yet not, all at the same time. He cursed. “Gorgeous Darling, the things you do to me.” He nipped her collarbone. “I’m going to taste you, so if you’re going to change your mind, now’s the time to do it.”


Her only response was to shove her yoga pants down to her knees.


He lifted her onto the counter and disentangled her right leg from the pants so he could spread her fully. He stroked her thighs, pausing when his fingers met the scar. It brought up so many conflicting feelings in him. It was his fault that she had the damn thing, but that didn’t mean he thought of her as less, the way she seemed to think. She was as beautiful now as she’d been at eighteen, and more confident despite her injury. Or maybe because of it. He had no idea.


All he knew was that at some point he was going to have to get up close and personal with her healed injury, and he was going to have to tread very, very carefully to avoid burning what was left of the bridge between him and Hope.


“If you apologize, I might actually kick you.”


That snapped him out of it. As much as he wanted Hope, he had an ulterior motive for pushing her now. All getting distracted by her leg was going to do was fuck up his chance of convincing her to stay, in his house and in his bed. He jerked her to the edge of the counter, spreading her thighs wider. “Don’t scream. You’ll upset Ollie.”


And then he did what he’d been fantasizing about ever since he walked out of her life. Daniel dipped his head and gave her center one long lick. She tasted better than he remembered, her body already shaking for him, so he used his thumbs to part her folds and licked her again, reacquainting himself with every inch of her.


“Oh.”


He looked up her body to find her head thrown back and her chest rising and falling with each harsh breath. “Take off your shirt.”


Hope wasted no time obeying, dragging the material over her head and tossing it away. And then there was nothing hiding her body from his gaze. He licked her again, savoring the way she shook. A tattoo curling around the bottom of her ribs caught his eye, but he was too distracted to read it.


He was tired of teasing her. He wanted to feel her orgasm again, to know she was coming apart at the seams because of him. Daniel sucked her clit into his mouth, stroking the sensitive little nub with the flat of his tongue the way she’d always loved. Sure enough, before he had a chance to truly savor her, Hope cried out his name and shuddered, her thighs squeezing his head as she came. He gentled his touches, licks turning to kisses, turning to the slightest brushing of his lips against her. Only when she stopped shaking did he raise his head. “Stay, at least until we figure out what we’re doing.”


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Monday, October 10, 2016

First in Series ~Hero in the Highlands by Suzanne Enoch ~ Blog Tour




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“Ye arenae pleasant.” With that she turned on her heel to march up the gravel path between the cottages.


He followed her. “Very well. ‘Pleasant’ is the wrong word. But tell me, Miss Blackstock, have you thought about our kiss? Did you dream about it? I did.”


“If I’d done such a thing, which I didnae, I’d call it a nightmare. Nae a dream.”


“I might believe you,” he returned, not bothering to hide his grin, “if you hadn’t brought me trousers last night.”


“And how is that, precisely?” “Me being unable to dress and leave the bedchamber would have benefited you, according to the nonsense you’ve been spitting in my direction. You did something counter to your own best interest, and in favor of mine.”


“I gave ye the clothes before ye kissed me, if ye’ll recall.”


“I recall every moment. Do you?”


“What do ye—”


“I jumped into the mud to save your life. In return, you sent me into a bog,” Gabriel stated. “And I only came up here in the first place because you threatened murder. I have two other estates with stewards whose letters and accounts seemed perfectly reasonable. I let them be.”


She glanced over her shoulder at him. “I told ye that ye’d have yer figures.”


Most of the women of his acquaintance were camp followers— the occasional officer’s wife, but mainly washerwomen, seamstresses, and the lightskirts who made a living off frightened young lads away from home and facing death. She was nothing like any of them. Every time he set eyes on her he recalled how she’d looked with her muddy muslin clinging to her curves, and he could taste her mouth again.


“You have me interested in different figures,” he returned. “You’re a conundrum.”


“Because I brought ye trousers and I tried to kill ye in a bog? Ye’re a madman.”


Now that amused him. “I don’t mean to insult you, but people far more skilled than you have attempted to murder me, and in far more lethal ways.”


“Aye? What ways?” This time a twinkle danced in her black eyes.


Almost before his mind could grasp the fact that she’d just jested with him, Gabriel stepped forward, nudging her back against the rough cottage wall directly behind her, and held her there with his forearm across her chest. He took her mouth, warm and soft and tasting of tea. And this time he was certain she kissed him back. “You seem more lethal already,” he murmured, teasing at her lips again, then stepping back before she could shove him away. Strategy.


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Hero ~ Major Gabriel Forrester is the "Beast of Busscaco", a commendable war soldier.  I like the fact that he realized very fast that Fiona was a smart, capable woman.  I didn't like [spoiler]that he continued to kiss her after he heard her kiss the gamekeeper. He should have asked straight up if she was with someone before he pursued her.[/spoiler]  He had a hard time adjusting to civilian life and learning to treat his tenants differently then he would treat his soldiers.


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Gabriel is used to leading his soldiers into the trenches.When he discovers he's inherited a dukedom, his plan is to see to his estates and rejoin his men as fast as possible. It takes him more than 60% of the book to realize that as a duke he could not go on with life as before.

Fiona cares deeply for her fellow clansmen and does whatever she can to protect them. I just felt she started off as a strong character, then developed into a whiny, untrustworthy person, until right at the end.

Their relationship seemed more about lust than love throughout the book. I never got the feeling that there was much love between them until it was blinked into existence at the end of the book.  The storyline was great, I just didn't feel enough for the characters to really stick with the book until over halfway through it. Not one of Ms. Enochs best books.

It was great to read a book that had the heroine be the "highlander" and the hero be the "Sassonach".


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WILD AT HEART
Scotland, 1812:

He’s ferocious and rugged to the bone, an English soldier more at home on the battlefield than in any Society drawing room. And when Major Gabriel Forrester learns that he’s inherited the massive Scottish Highlands title and estate of a distant relation, the last thing he wants to do is give up the intensity of the battlefield for the too-soft indulgences of noble life. But Gabriel Forrester does not shirk his responsibilities, and when he meets striking, raven-eyed lass Fiona Blackstock, his new circumstances abruptly become more intriguing.

Like any good Highlander, Fiona despises the English—and the new Duke of Lattimer is no exception. Firstly, he is far too attractive for Fiona’s peace of mind. Secondly, his right to “her” castle is a travesty, since it’s been clan Maxwell property for ages. As the two enter a heated battle of wills, an unexpected passion blazes into a love as fierce as the Highlands themselves. Is Fiona strong enough to resist her enemy’s advances—or is Gabriel actually her hero in disguise?

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     For a moment she considered going back into the storage room and pulling some more of the strings, after all. Something was bound to frighten him. She’d like nothing better than to see him fleeing shirtless into the night— and only because shirtless meant he’d panicked. Not because he looked fi t and muscular and she hadn’t minded at all taking a gander at him, scars and all. No, that would be ridiculous. Her, thinking carnal thoughts about a Sassenach simply because he thought them about her.

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     As she’d said, they needed to make certain that this duke would leave of his own accord and, just as importantly, never wish to return. His arrival had set the household— and the countryside—on its ear, and yes, that seemed to be her fault. She’d decided not to let a nose- in- the- air solicitor order her about, and apparently that had consequences. She should have known better, but no one had bothered to be concerned about Lattimer until the old duke’s death had revealed that his own solicitors hadn’t done their jobs. Her lack of cooperation, though, meant that no one had felt it necessary to inform her either that a new duke had been found, or that he was heading north for a visit.

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     First thing in the morning she needed to go speak with Oscar Ritchie. The head groom at least knew of Major Forrester, which was more than she or anyone else she’d encountered could claim. The more information she had, the easier it would be to form a strategy to be rid of the new duke before he could make things worse than they already were. Before he could kiss her again and she forgot how much she was supposed to dislike him.

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     Her mind centered on how to best be rid of this large, troublesome Englishman, and her drifting thoughts swirled about a fresh bullet scar on a muscular arm, an assessing pair of light gray eyes, and a mouth that seemed almost cruel until he grinned. And when he kissed her . . . Now she didn’t know whether to fall asleep and dream about him, or stay awake to think about him all night. Blast it all.

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     Gabriel pushed aside the heavy curtains, then stilled with his hands gripping the green, linen- lined silk. “Good God,” he breathed, his bare feet, the chill in the air, the rumbling hunger in his stomach, all forgotten.

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     Before him, stretching out over perhaps half a hundred miles, lay the Scottish Highlands. The land directly beyond Lattimer’s formal gardens sloped off gently to the shore of a vast blue lake that curved to the east out of sight beyond a cluster of tumbled ruins on the rocky bank. Trees edged down to the western shore and up the hill beyond, with patches of purple heather and thistle carpeting open meadows. Beyond the lake, rough, rock- tumbled hills lifted into craggy white mountains which stood starkly silhouetted by the rising sun.

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    Of all the places he’d been in the world, of all the things he’d seen, this . . . humbled him. Belatedly two things occurred to him: he didn’t know the name of the lake, and most of what he could see belonged to him.

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     He’d known since he’d first donned a uniform that he was made for war. The idea of people trying to kill him, the violence, the cold and the heat, the long days of battle and the longer nights of waiting for the battle to come—he relished the things that broke other men. He was accustomed to responsibility and command, but owning land, being responsible for people who carried rakes and hoes rather than muskets and rifles, fell so far out of his realm of expertise he couldn’t even sight it over the horizon.

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     Gabriel took a slow breath. He knew battle. And Lattimer had just become his battleground. If he looked at it that way, the castle was his command tent. The Highlands was his battlefield, and the Highlanders were either his troops, or the enemy’s. In the next few days he would have to decide which, and then act based on that fact. As he turned to finish dressing, he caught sight of a lone figure strolling through the garden in the direction of the stables. Even with a heavy coat and a sturdy hat jammed low on her dusky hair, he recognized Fiona Blackstock. From that attire she was either dressed to go riding, or to rob a mail coach. Though the latter would certainly be an interesting twist, he had to assume she meant to trot off somewhere out of his reach.

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     Every good victory came with a prize, and she would be his. That didn’t mean, however, that he was going to let her make more trouble while she was here. If she thought riding out early would keep her clear of him or give her the opportunity to gather reinforcements, she didn’t know him at all. In addition, somewhere between the mudhole and the drawing room she’d learned his name, and before he’d given it to her. Someone here knew him, and he needed to figure out who that was. Not because he had anything to hide, but because this campaign looked to be about strategy and leverage. He needed to know who stood on the field of battle.

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Quote-Tastic ~ Immortal Nights by Lynsay Sands

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I have always loved this series! Adventure and excitement abound in this one! Abigail is a very strong heroine. She's already gone through a lot and that's before she sees Tomasso locked in a cage!

No freakouts for this girl, well... not too much anyway! Tomasso is somewhat silly though and Luciano is back with his bad ass self. OH and there is a new person added... Mama Argeneau strikes again!

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In a sizzling new Argeneau novel from New York Times bestselling author Lynsay Sands, an impulsive rescue pairs a sexy immortal with the woman made to be his for eternity.

Abigail Forsythe’s life hasn’t been easy lately. Still, if there’s one thing guaranteed to take her mind off an empty bank account and abandoned dreams, it’s a naked man locked in a plane’s cargo hold. A very big, incredibly gorgeous naked man. And when instinct prompts her to free him, Abigail must rely on this stranger for survival…a stranger who leaves her thrumming with need every time they touch.

Tomasso Notte knows he’s found his life mate in Abigail. Now he just has to hold on to her. They’re miles from civilization, hunted by his kidnappers. Abigail has no idea of Tomasso’s abilities, or of how intensely pleasurable their unique connection can be. But he’s about to show her, beginning with one wild, hot, immortal night…

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Wednesday, September 28, 2016

A Holiday Read ~ Christmas in Eternity Springs ~ Mr. Mistletoe


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Hero ~ Jax "Mr. Mistletoe" Lancaster, a single father, former Navy submariner, has come to Eternity Springs for the sake of his son. He becomes the towns' handyman. His heart has suffered as well, can he learn to trust again?

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Can Miss Christmas find her spirit again?

After a devastating betrayal, Claire Branham packs up the pieces of her life, along with a twenty-million-dollar secret, and moves to Eternity Springs. She opens a specialty shop—Forever Christmas—and, with the help of a surprise romance with the town’s sexy new handyman, Claire’s heart begins to heal. Until her past comes knocking…

Jax Lancaster never questioned the need to abandon his career as a Navy submariner in order to care for his young son in the wake of his ex-wife’s death. Desperate to help with this loss, Jax straps on a tool belt to give Nicholas the one thing he wants: A life in Eternity Springs. What Jax never expected to find a second chance at love with a fascinating woman for whom Christmas has become a business. But when the truth about Claire threatens their newfound happiness, can Jax prove to her that in Eternity Springs, the spirit of Christmas is real. . .and will last a lifetime?

Christmas in Eternity Springs is the twelfth installment in Emily March's acclaimed Eternity Springs series.

 



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In her apartment, he discovered she’d been busy since making the decision to move to Three Bears Valley.


“That’s a lot of boxes.”


“I know. I’m not quite sure how I’ve accumulated so much stuff. My closets aren’t that big. Of course, most of the boxes are filled with books.”


“That sound is my back groaning.”


She glanced at him in alarm. “You don’t have to help, Jax. I planned to hire some—”


He cut off her protest by placing his index finger against her lips. Her full, soft, cherry- red lips. His voice rough, he said, “I was teasing.”


She’d gone still. The pulse at her neck visibly fluttered.


Jax recognized that he’d made a mistake by touching her.


However, now that he’d done it, he couldn’t seem to stop.


He allowed his finger to slide, stroking her bottom lip back and forth. Her mouth fell open. Back and forth. “Do you like to be teased, Miss Christmas?”


“No. Yes. It depends,” she replied, her voice low and breathy.


Jax chuckled softly. “ You’re quite a tease yourself.”


“Why do you say that?”


Had she swayed toward him as she spoke? Maybe so.


“You have mistletoe hung from every doorway in the building.”


“That’s not t- t- teasing. It’s marketing.” Her gaze was locked on his mouth. “Customers who shop with their significant others tend to love it. They linger.”


He lifted his free hand to her waist. “I like to linger.”


“You do?”


“Oh, yeah.” He pulled her closer. “I’ve been thinking about lingering since last July.”


“You have?”


“You ask a lot of questions, Miss Christmas.”


“I’m curious.”


“ You’re delicious.”


“How do you know?” she challenged. “You haven’t kissed me.”


“Now, you have a point right there. But like I said, I like to linger.”


He tilted her face up to him and finally . . . finally . . . lowered his mouth to hers.


Jax hadn’t kissed a woman in a very long time, and he wanted to savor the experience, so he lingered as promised. He nipped and nibbled and leisurely explored, banking the rising heat her response triggered and keeping the moment within the bounds of a totally appropriate first kiss.


So when it suddenly caught fire, it caught him by surprise. He wasn’t aware of backing her against the wall. He didn’t consciously tug the tie of her apron and free the knot, then slip his hand beneath her blouse to skim across the downy softness of her skin. She tasted of peppermint—


of course she does, she’s Miss Christmas— and smelled of cinnamon and made him ache. For sex, oh, yeah, definitely for sex, but also for something more.


For home.

For hearth.

For love.

Whoa. That last was just what he needed to shock himself out of the sensual haze into which he’d fallen. He shifted his hands back to safer territory and broke the kiss, lifting his head and gazing down into her upturned face.


The vision of her lips pink and wet and swollen from his kiss proved irresistible. He needed one more taste, so he dove in again.


The one more taste became a second taste and then a third. Only when it threatened to flare out of control completely was he able to release her and take a step back. For a long minute, they gazed at one another in a bit of a daze. When Jax finally found his voice, he said, “Wow. You pack


a punch, Miss Christmas.”


The slow smile that spread across her face was as sweet as a candy cane. “That’s the nicest thing anyone has said to me in a very long time.”


“That kiss is the nicest thing I’ve shared with anyone in a very long time,” he responded honestly.


She opened her mouth to speak, but hesitated. A shadow crossed her face and her teeth nibbled at that sweet lower lip. “What’s wrong?” Jax asked.


“I just . . . well . . . this is probably the absolutely wrong thing to say. Way too presumptive. But . . . after my last romantic disaster, I promised myself . . . you see . . . expectations are a dangerous thing. I don’t ever want anyone to think . . . I don’t want you to think . . .”


“Spit it out, Claire.”


“I like you, Jax. I really, really like you. And Nicholas, too. Like I said, I know this is presumptive, but I’d like to spend time with you. I’d like to share more . . .” She waved her hand about, obviously searching for a word. “More. But I’m not in the market for a relationship, and I want to be up- front about that.”


 

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Wednesday, July 6, 2016

Lady Bridget's Diary


Guardian and Wards! Carriage Accidents and Betrayal. Seduction and Revenge! Anna Harrington Brings it All in her debut novel, Dukes are Forever!


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A book based of of Bridget Jones's Diary!! LOVED IT!! Oh and Pride & Prejudiced too, I guess. I haven't read it...or watched it ...*Ducks and covers* I know I need to lol.

I loved the arrogant, stuffy Darcy! And the sweet innocent Bridget! I read this one on my Birthday.. Way back in March...I read it from cover to cover without stopping, such fun I was having!

I've since read the next one Chasing Lady Amelia.. but I much prefer this one! They can be read stand alone though!


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Battlefields and barrooms hold much more interest for Edward Westover, Duke of Swarthmore, than a little girl's fondness for dolls and lace. When he takes possession of his enemy's estate, everything that villain held dear—including his daughter—belongs to Edward. Hire a governess, arrange a dowry, give a few reassurances, and be off on his way—that's Edward's plan. But he's in for the shock of his life. For his new ward is a beautiful, impetuous, and utterly irresistible woman...

...AND WAR

Kate Benton is stunned. Who is this arrogant, infuriating man who's invited himself into her home and taken over her life? Her vow: to do everything in her power to convince him to leave her—and Brambly House—alone. Yet as chilly days melt into sultry nights, Kate sees glimpses of kindness underneath Edward's cool fa├žade . . . and a passionate nature that takes her breath away. There's so much she doesn't know about this man. But does she dare trust this devilish duke with her heart?

 

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