Almost Taken
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By: Isabel Mere | Other books by Isabel Mere Categories: General Fiction, Mainstream Romance, Historical, Historical Word Count: 129,517 Heat Level: SENSUAL Published By: Highland Press Publishing
Kidnapped, taken to London, Ava Fychon was separated from her brother and sister. To escape those pursuing, she flings herself in the river, only to wind up on the doorstep of the man who can send her to prison. A life forever changed Deran Morissey, Earl of Atherton, doubts her story of abduction. Only, he soon learns Ava Fychon will go to great lengths and distanceseither on foot or stolen horseto reclaim her kin. An impossible love Their search leads them to each other's heart, a love that can never be. As passion grows, they must face they want someone they can never have. 0 Ratings
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Almost Taken
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Professional ReviewsThis is a creative and fast moving storyline that will enthrall readers. The character's personalities will fascinate readers and win their concern. Ava who is highly spirited and stubborn will win the respect of the readers for her courage and determination. Deran who is rumored in the beginning to be an ice king, not caring about anyone, will prove how wrong people's perceptions can be. Almost Taken by Isabel Mere is an emotionally moving historical romance that I highly recommend to the readers. Anita, The Romance Studio ~~~ Almost Taken is a historical romance novel with a slight hint of suspense. The action takes place in London, in 1825. Immediately, the reader meets Ava Fychon as she is desperately trying to stay afloat in the sewage-filled Thames. Tami Brady, TCM Reviews ExcerptHe swept her in his arms and placed her on the bed, retrieving the blanket. "Until I join you," he said, spreading it across her. Boots dropped to the floor, waistcoat and shirt discarded. A moment passed as she admired his hardened curves and dark, tapered hair. "You are very beautiful." A brow rose. The unmistakable bulge of his arousal pressed against the breeches and he watched her as she stared at it, eyes wide. "You have to remove those too, don't you?" He chuckled. "We will both enjoy this much more if I do." "But you don't want me to see all of you?" "Do you suspect I am shy, my dear?" "No. Only modest. For my sake." He bent down and kissed her briefly. "Yes. Modesty, for your sake." "But I want to see you. I have" The candlelight didn't hide her embarrassment. "Imagined what I look like?" She groaned and pulled the blanket up over her head. "Yes," she mumbled from beneath. His laughter warmed the room. "Sometimes your candor is your own undoing. For certain, it is mine." The rustling of fabric was too enticing. She moved the blanket and stared at the unbuttoned breeches and held her breath as they fell to the floor. She stilled. "I do not think we will be able to do this after all," she whispered. He lifted the blanket and knelt next to her. "Have you changed your mind, then?" She shook her head. "Dim. Not about you, but," her eyes widened as he stretched out alongside her, "I don't see how it will be possible. We are very different sizes." "We make it possible," he assured her. "I make it possible for you." He kissed her softly. "When you are ready, it will be quite possible." "Ready? But I am ready now." "You are not. But you will be." She frowned up at him. "How do" A finger on her lips quieted her. "You must trust me. I have some skill in this, Ava. I will know when you are ready." "How could you know, when it is my body? You are not inside me feeling what I do." |
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