Amy Quinton is an author and full time mom living in Summerville, SC. She enjoys writing (and reading!) sexy, historical romances. She lives with her husband, two boys, and two cats. In her spare time, she likes to go camping, hiking, and canoeing/kayaking… And did she mention reading? When she’s not reading, cleaning, or traveling, she likes to make jewelry, sew, knit, and crochet (Yay for Ravelry!).
Thirteen Favorite Authors
1. Kresley Cole
2. Julia Quinn
3. Karen Marie Moning
4. Julie Anne Long
5. Eloisa James
6. Johanna Lindsey
7. Kristen Callihan
8. Tessa Dare
9. Elizabeth Hoyt
10. Monica McCarty
11. Sara MacLean
12. Julia London
13. Paula Quinn
What the Duke Wants
Agents of Change, Book 1
Erotic Regency Romance
Liquid Silver Books
Upstanding duke desperately seeks accident-prone wife from trade…
1814: Miss Grace (ha!) Radclyffe is an oftentimes hilariously clumsy orphan biding her time until she is old enough to come into her small inheritance. Much to her aunt’s chagrin, she isn’t: reserved, sophisticated, or graceful (she once flung her dinner into a duke’s face). But she is: practical and in love… possibly…
The Duke of Stonebridge is an agent with a tragic past. His father died mysteriously amid speculation that he was ‘involved’ with another man. The duke must restore his family name, but on the eve of his engagement, he meets his betrothed’s cousin, and his world is turned inside out… No matter, he is always: logical and reserved. And he isn’t: impulsive or in love… possibly…
EXCERPT
Therefore, despite the uncomfortable feeling of wetness seeping through her gown and the faint-though-nearby sound of dripping mud, she did what any sensible lady of good upbringing would do in less than ideal circumstances. She cursed. With conviction.“Bloody hell. Not again.”So maybe she didn’t say that.~Grace now made a herculean effort to pull herself together (and not curse), confident she would be laughing off the memory. Later. Perhaps tomorrow. Or the next day.“Excuse me, my lord? I am afraid the mud might be hardening and whilst I love gardens, I do not want to become a permanent fixture in this one.”There. This is good. My brain is functioning again, albeit a bit impertinently.She let slip a light chuckle hoping to further diffuse the awkwardness of the situation. Who doesn’t appreciate a little self-deprecating humor to smooth over an uncomfortable state of affairs?“Of course. . . May I ask? Does this sort of thing. . . happen. . . often?”Apparently, not this man.~Abruptly, Stonebridge spoke: “Bryans, I want you to find out all you can about a woman here by the name of Miss Grace Radclyffe. I assume she’s a guest.” He wasn’t sure what prompted his request; the words just seemed to burst out of his mouth of their own volition.“No need, Your Grace. She’s all anyone has talked about since we arrived. Apparently, she’s the earl’s niece through his first, now deceased, wife. All the servants are half in love with her, as she’s quite friendly with the staff, knows everyone by their first name and all that. She’s been living here about a year, since her parents died. Her father was a bookseller in Oxford, and probably why she doesn’t put on airs with the staff. Shall I inquire further?”“No, thank you. That will be all.”“Oh, and I almost forgot. It seems she has a peculiar tendency toward clumsiness.”“Don’t I know it,” murmured the duke.“What was that, Your Grace?”“Nothing. That will be all.”“Very good, Your Grace. I shall inquire further without betraying your interest.”The duke ignored the impudence and left without another word, slamming the door behind him.~Stonebridge remained completely still. He closed his eyes as he tried to hold on to her lingering scent and the image of her staring up at him with so much intensity—with desire in her eyes. Then, ever so slowly, he leaned his head against the books where only moments before she had stood within his arms, within his reach. His heart still beat erratically.He had nearly kissed her. And what a mess that would have been. And yet, he was completely undone, for it wasn’t he who had stopped it from happening.
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