Her Duke at Daybreak
Mythic Dukes Trilogy
Release Date: October 17, 2017
Infamous for his pedigree of madness and murder, the reclusive Duke of Ashbey believes he cannot feel until a mysterious woman unlocks a world of sensation in a single, shattering moment of connection. He casts a desperate bid for more.
How explicit 5 / 5
Story 5 / 5
Overall: 5 / 5
Duke at Daybreak is a delicious, sexy, steamy historical romance! I am still swooning from how hot this book was! I look, I keep using exclamation points!
Lady Stone’s unfaithful husband, Octavius, has died leaving a lot of pomp and circumstance and a mistress behind. The pomp and circumstance is due to Octavius’ post with the British Navy. He died a decorated and honored hero. The mistress was a well-known secret and with a child to boot. Lady Stone, alas is left childless and heavy debt due to her husband’s spending (keeping two households is an expensive business).
Ash is best known as the son of the mad duke. His father accused of killing his valet prior to the start of the book has left a lasting mark on Ash. His arranged marriage has not gone well with his wife setting fire to his castle and killing herself and his father in the process. Ash is left to wallow in his sorrow, not for his dead family but the scandal that follows him.
Then Ash sees Lady Stone. He pays her debts and makes a scandalous suggestion – stay with him three nights and he will forever remain absent and faithful. Feeling as if she has no choice, she agrees. And wow is she happy about it because this duke is a randy man that knows how to please a woman (and reader).
While this may not have been intentional, this is a wonderful twist on the beauty and beast story with a lot of hot action. Very steamy with just a smidge of dominance and tying up.
Lady Stone stirred, releasing him from his thoughts. He planted a kiss on her shoulder. Even her skin was sweet.
“Mmmm,” she responded.
Carefully, he brushed the hair from her face. “Good morning, Lady Stone.”
Dream’s mist cleared from her eyes. “Alicia,” she whispered. And then, she smiled.
An unfamiliar feeling entered his heart—light and heady, as if he were galloping free.
“Alicia.” He tested the name. The consonants spilled over tongue like water. Alicia.
Now he understood why she had, at first, refused to call him Ash. The gift of her name was more intimate a gesture than anything they’d yet shared.
He’d pleasured Lady Stone. He could remain thankful, even devoted to Lady Stone from afar. But Alicia? Alicia was someone he must gather up close and protect.
A discordant note clanged in his soul.
The best way he could protect Alicia was to let her go.
“Good morning, Ash.”
He gathered her into his arms and held tight.
“Ah, Ash,” she sighed.
How could a single sigh transport him from despair to—what was that word? Was there a word for feeling all would be right with the world?
She pulled away. Her lids swept down as her cheeks pinked. “I require a bit of privacy.”
He set her free. Reluctantly.
She glanced back half way across the room, her shy, sweet smile more dangerous than a primed pistol. Then, she disappeared into the adjoining chamber, but not before nervously adjusting her shift.
Why was she nervous? She was utterly perfect. She’d always be utterly perfect. At least, to him. He settled back into the pillows, propping his head on his arm.
The child of a madman, even a madman with a ducal title, was bound to be lonely. His father had never harmed him, but he thought it wise to act as everyone else in the household and keep out of his father’s way.
Alone in his chambers, he’d taken comfort in sounds of human activity—cleaning, brushing, polishing…the clank of dishes, the swish of a gardener’s scythe. But this was the sound he had longed for—the sound of someone for whom he cared, going about a trivial occupation. Life, shared.
His chest pierced—the price he’d have to pay for the return of his feeling. But his three stolen days were not over.
She emerged with another, private smile.
Not in the least.
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