Redemption
(The Reckless Rockwoods Series #4)
by Monica Burns
Blurb:
As a Reckless Rockwood, Percy has a tendency to find himself in situations that aren’t good for his health. Unfortunately for him the an dara sealladh (the “sight”) showed him a beautiful pair of violet eyes that he found at the same moment he was shot. Left for dead, he survived the bullet and a year later meets Rhea Bennett and her violet eyes once more. Her connection to the man responsible for his attempted murder makes him determined to find the bastard, but he’s even more resolved to save and protect the woman at the heart of the matter.
Sold into slavery at nineteen, Rhea Bennett escaped the horrors of prostitution and thievery, but there are children she knew during that dark time that need to be saved. Rhea’s rescue operation is well underway, but Percy Rockwood’s reappearance in her life is making matters difficult. Rhea never thought it possible to feel anything when a man touched her, but Percy is different. She feels things when he touches her. Emotions dangerous to her heart and soul, but even more dangerous for Percy if her enemies learn she cares for him.
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Excerpt
Percy studied Rhea’s profile for a long moment. Her features had been obscured by her mask that night more than a year ago. But something had registered with him the moment their eyes had met across the ballroom floor. His initial reaction when he’d caught her watching him had been amusement. Whether it was a mother seeking a husband for their offspring, the wide-eyed admiration of an ingénue, or the sultry widow interested in a dalliance, he was well acquainted with the female sex and their behaviors.
But as he had continued to study her from across the expanse of the ballroom, it had been his sudden awareness that Rhea feared him that had startled him. It had been an instinctive knowing that had puzzled him for the briefest of moments before he’d made the connection to the woman in the museum a year ago. It had been the strongest clairvoyant sensation he’d had since the night he was shot. It had been even stronger than the ghosts that had assaulted his senses during his hospital stay. But he’d not trusted his intuition until he’d looked into the deep violet of her eyes when Helen had introduced them. Percy gritted his teeth. One thing was for certain, the woman was distracting him from his purpose. The color of her eyes was irrelevant to the matter at hand.
“I asked you where I can find this man, Ruckley.”
“I don’t know where he is,” she replied without emotion as she turned her head and met his gaze steadily. There wasn’t a trace of deception in those violet depths, but something else flickered there before it was extinguished.
“And if you did know his whereabouts?” His question hung in the air between them for a long moment. With a shake of her head, Rhea looked away.
“I wouldn’t tell you.” The flat response made Percy blow out a breath of exasperation. Again he wondered why he’d decided not to hand her over to Scotland Yard.
He couldn’t attribute his decision to being blinded by her beauty. Rhea was lovely, but she didn’t resemble the women he usually favored when it came to liaisons. Still, there was something unforgettable about her expressive features. Wisps of dark brown hair had freed themselves from her upswept hair and framed her face in a way that made her look vulnerable. But it was her mouth that captured his imagination. Her full lips were an enticing dark pink. It was a mouth made for kissing. Percy frowned at his fantasizing.
Apprehension shimmered in her eyes as she looked at him again. Percy suddenly realized he didn’t like the idea that she feared him. Surprised and annoyed by the thought, he clenched his jaw. The woman had left him for dead. Yet in true Rockwood fashion, he’d impulsively declared he wouldn’t hand her over to the police.
He didn’t know what to make of his decision. Nor did he understand his need to protect her or convince her that she had nothing to fear from him. Tension flooded his body. What the devil was wrong with him? All he cared about was finding the Nephthys pendant and returning it to the museum. The thought almost made him snort out loud in self-disgust. Despite what his instinct was telling him, it was still difficult not to eye her with suspicion. He grunted softly.
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About the Author
A bestselling author of spicy historical and paranormal romance, Monica Burns penned her first short romance story at the age of nine when she selected the pseudonym she uses today. Her historical book awards include the 2011 RT BookReviews Reviewers Choice Award and the 2012 Gayle Wilson Heart of Excellence Award for Pleasure Me. She is also the recipient of the prestigious paranormal romance award, the 2011 PRISM Best of the Best award for Assassin’s Heart. From the days when she hid her stories from her sisters to her first completed full-length manuscript, she always believed in her dream despite rejections and setbacks. A workaholic wife and mother, Monica believes it’s possible for the good guy to win if they work hard enough.
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