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The Masquerade – Brenda Joyce





“Brenda Joyce continues her de Warrene Dynasty with a passionate tale of two lovers caught up in a web of secrets, deceptions, and lies.” -Booklist


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On Sale: Feb 1st, 2010
The de Warenne Dynasty
HQN Books
ISBN-10: 0373775075

A tale of the dangers and delights of passion fulfilled

As a child, shy, bookish Elizabeth Anne Fitzgerald loses her heart to the dashing young lord, Tyrell de Warenne. Although she is well aware that he is the heir to an earldom and utterly unattainable, Lizzie secretly worships him for years. And one fateful evening—the night of her first masquerade ball—she is stunned when he suggests that they rendezvous at midnight. But then fortune takes a maddening turn and Lizzie is thwarted from ever meeting Tyrell. Lizzie is certain such an opportunity will never arise again, but that night is only the beginning…

Tyrell de Warenne is shocked when, two years later, Lizzie arrives on his doorstep with a child that she claims is his. He remembers her well—and knows that it is impossible that he is the boy’s father. What is this game she is playing…and why? Is Elizabeth Anne Fitzgerald a woman of vast experience, or the gentle innocent he had believed her to be? Tyrell quickly decides he will play her game and he claims the child as his own—determined to uncover Lizzie’s lies. But neither scandal, deception nor pride can thwart a love too grand and passionate to ever be denied…

Sneak Peek

Tyrell de Warenne stood a short distance away, dressed as a pirate in thigh-high boots, tight black breeches, a black shirt, a black eye patch and a wig, with several narrow beaded braids around his face. He had his hand on his hip, where he wore a very genuine-looking sword, and he seemed to be staring directly at her.

Lizzie lost the ability to breathe. He could not be staring at her that way, so intently, as if he were a lion about to pounce on his prey. She turned to see what lovely lady stood behind her, but there was no one. She was standing by herself, quite alone.

Almost disbelieving, she faced him. Dear Lord, he was now striding towards her!

Lizzie panicked. What had she been thinking? He was the heir to an earldom, as wealthy as she was poor, and eight years older than she. She couldn’t imagine what he wanted.

Lizzie turned and fled the ballroom, suddenly terrified. She was no seductress and no courtesan. She was Elizabeth Anne Fitzgerald, a sixteen-year-old girl prone to daydreams, and it was absurd to try to tempt Tyrell de Warenne. She found herself in a gaming room filled with lords and ladies at various card and dice tables. There she paused against the wall, panting and uncertain as to what she should do now. Had he really been approaching her? And if so, why?

And he suddenly strode into the room.

His presence was like a sunrise on a cold gray dawn. Instantly his gaze pinned her. He halted before her, leaving Lizzie stunned, her back to the wall.

She could only stare, her heart racing as wildly as it ever had.

“Did you really think to run from me?”

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