The Temptation of the Night Jasmine (Pink Carnation, Book 5)

By Lauren Willig

"** A *New York instances* prolonged record bestseller and the intriguing 5th booklet within the nationwide bestselling crimson Carnation sequence. **

After years overseas, Robert, Duke of Dovedale, has back to England to avenge the homicide of his mentor. To discover the murderer's id, he needs to infiltrate the notorious, mystery Hellfire membership. however the Duke has no concept that an excellent more challenging problem awaits him-in a unsuitable, romantic-minded younger girl.

Charlotte Lansdowne wistfully recalls the Robert of her early life as a valiant hero between males. Too conscious of his personal flaws, Robert attempts to dissuade Charlotte from her delusions, while he unearths himself interested in her. whilst Charlotte takes up a little espionage-investigating a plot to kidnap the King-Robert quickly realizes that she is greater than the ideal companion in crime.

Caught in a perilous online game jam-packed with lethal spies and mystery rites, Robert and Charlotte needs to interact to bare the villain...and confront their real love.

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Robert demanded, turning his glower on Charlotte as a substitute. “What he said,” Miles seconded, looping an arm firmly round his wife’s waist ahead of she may escape back. “Including what he didn’t say. ” Charlotte cocked her head at Miles. “What he didn’t say? ” She attempted to not observe the best way that Henrietta leaned opposed to Miles, her head becoming very easily into the criminal of his shoulder. Even whereas ostensibly arguing, they nonetheless gravitated jointly. it'd be so beautiful so that it will lean opposed to anyone like that, with all of the unstated aid it implied.

The barbaric bracelets affixed to his palms proclaimed his id as absolutely as any sigil. “Afraid of publicity, Dovedale? ” “If I have been, might I be donning this? ” Robert gestured irritably to his gown. no use for them to grasp that he used to be nonetheless donning his night equipment underneath it. Given the temperature of the stone flooring, he wasn’t the single one to have saved his footwear on. these courageous few who had long gone barefoot regarded decidedly uncomfortable. “I am, in spite of the fact that, nonetheless a stranger to society. I wasn’t certain . . . ” “How our actions will be bought?

She encouraged horses to rear, jaded roués to blanch underneath their rouge, and younger fops to leap out of ballroom home windows. and she or he loved each second of it. The skimpy clothes fashionable had struck the Dowager Duchess as dangerously republican. The Dowager most popular the models of her early life, so she had by no means stopped donning them. In honor of Christmas Eve, she used to be garbed in a costume of wealthy eco-friendly brocade glittering with gold thread. Her hair were piled right into a hairstyle akin to the paintings of agitated spiders, topped with a jaunty sprig of mistletoe.

Was once there not anything approximately him that used to be precise? in order that used to be why he had come back—not simply because he couldn’t steer clear of her, or for an illusory snuffbox, yet to intercept any correspondence from Medmenham. His project this morning having failed, he had determined to aim a surer method. Tipping her head again, Charlotte looked him accusingly. “There by no means was once any snuffbox, was once there? ” earlier than Robert may well even open his mouth to reply, a shockingly heavy tread introduced the reappearance of Henrietta’s butler.

Even the King forgot to croon as every person stared, open-mouthed, at Charlotte. “Is she—? ” The attendant jabbed one finger at his temple within the common gesture for “absolutely barmy. ” Miles rested a brotherly hand on Charlotte’s shoulder, even though no matter if for aid or restraint used to be uncertain. “He does seem like the King,” Miles stated awkwardly. “Sounds like him, too. ” “But he isn’t. ” Charlotte rather actually dug her heels into the ground, environment her chin at an perspective that introduced again thoughts from that summer season all these years in the past.

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