Stolen Rapture

Here Comes The Bride

across the seas from England. Eighteen, beautiful -- the image of purity and virtue, all that the young heir to a plantation could wish for in a wife. Except that her reputation has preceeded her. All London knows her as a dissolute woman, a gambler, a spoiled heiress who consorts openly with wastrels.

No, Mistress Amberly is not what she seems. She isn't even Vivian Amberly, but a poor cousin sent against her will to marry a man she's never, seen -- a jealous, ardent, angry man, but a man she might love in Stolen Rapture.