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My Irresistible Earl by Gaelen Foley
He returned because of duty... but stayed for love.
On Sale: April 2011
ISBN-13: 978-0061733963
AVON, 400 pp
"One of the finest adventure/romance authors does it again. Foley sweeps readers back into the lives of the members of the Inferno Club: men who appear to be hedonists while protecting king and country. Foley never sacrifices character or romance while whisking readers away on fast-paced escapades and daring missions and giving them a glorious deep-sigh read."
— RT Bookreviews
The Inferno Club: Book Three
The Inferno Club: In public, this scandalous society of London aristocrats is notorious for pursuing all manner of debauchery. But in private, they are warriors who would do anything to protect king and country…
She has loved him for as long as she can remember…
Once, she had vowed to marry the Earl of Falconridge. Now, she vows to forget him. After he abandoned her for a life of shrouded secrets, Mara, Lady Pierson, has succeeded in keeping him away, until he appears in London unexpectedly, making her fall in love all over again.
Forced back into Mara’s life by duty, the earl quickly stays for love. He has never forgotten this passionate beauty and never meant to break her heart. But their newfound happiness is endangered—because the Inferno Club demands much of its members, and his vital mission is exposing a deadly plot that could threaten their very lives.
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From Chapter Two
Sometimes things just didn’t work out the way you planned. Missions ran long, and sometimes the people you counted on lost faith, gave up on you, and moved on with their lives. When that happened, the correct, the honorable thing to do was not to put up a fuss but to bow out like a gentleman, no matter how it hurt… just to let them go with one last, lingering wish that they might find a way to be happy.
How many love letters had he crumpled up and thrown into the fire rather than send, knowing the enemy could follow his communications straight to her?
Not for the world would he have ever put her in danger. Even if it meant losing her to someone else.
Well, it scarcely mattered anymore. Stalking back into the auction room, Jordan eluded pain with the sardonic anger that had become as much a part of his defenses as his favorite smoothbore rifle.
But a cold, private smile tilted one corner of his lips, for he was still rather smugly please at Mara’s appalled look when he had accepted her friend’s invitation.
How could he resist such a golden opportunity to make the lady squirm? Might as well enjoy her discomfiture, he mused, as this was likely to be the only satisfaction he’d ever have of Mara Bryce.
Ah, but, of course, she wasn’t Miss Bryce anymore, he thought acidly. She hadn’t been called that in years.
She was Lady Pierson now, a wealthy, widowed viscountess, newly out of mourning.
Yes, of course, he knew. Knew more about her than he had let on. Far more, indeed, than he even liked admitting to himself.
He had spotted his former darling in the crowd long before she had noticed him—today, of all days.
Naturally. It would have to be today—just when he was knee deep in a mission for the Order. The day’s operations had been weeks in the planning, but that was Mara for you. She had always been the most damned inconvenient female on God’s green earth.
At least by glimpsing her first, he’d had time to absorb the shock of this unexpected encounter.
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