Claudy Conn

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A reckless lady, an enraptured rake join in a dangerous game!

Vivacious Lilly enters her first London Season with a perfect opportunity to foil Sir Anthony Meade, the scheming blackguard who had trifled with her affections. What better way to catch a scoundrel than to enlist the aid of another, the rakish Earl of Raeburn. However, the unexpected cuts into her plans!

When the earl reluctantly agreed to squire the alluring Lilly about London, he never expected to be inveigled into her reckless scheme. He never expected to find a ‘country bumpkin’ such delightful company. He owed it to his aunt to keep a watchful eye over Lilly, but the vixen was forever on the go. Bloody hell, but, who was going to protect him from Lilly’s refreshingly spirited charms—or from his own desires? 








Okay, I broke a rule—who doesn’t?
But sending me off to a place called Assjacket was the outside of cruel. I am a party witch, born and bred in New Orleans. Assjacket is off the charts a nowhere zone.
But no sooner did we land there, when this hunk of a hybrid walked in the door and oh hell, my body reacted, my thighs clenched.
Who knew there was so much trouble and there was, in a place called Assjacket, West Virginia!








TWO Mr. WRONGS! Lord Waremont was the very pink of the haut ton...too wild by half, and much too flirtatious. He was always getting into scrapes, but what he had just done was unthinkable and unforgivable.

Irked by his mother, he switched identities with his best friend. Just for a lark...

He wasn't counting on Maxie Tarnover who would turn his world upside down with a glare. 

Intrigue and murder cuts into romance and when the dazzling dance of deception ends, would love find a way?

He intrigued her. He was a blatant contradiction of everything she was so sure of. One moment he was an arrogant rake, the next a gentle caring man.His twinkling blue eyes caught and held her attention as she answered his question, "Whatever I may think of you today or tomorrow, I know you were just a hero..."

He had not yet released her fingers, and now brought up her hand so that her wrist was exposed. She trembled to the touch of his lips on her wrist. Electricity shot through her and she caught her breath. What was happening?







Against the exotic backdrop of the West Indies, during the war of 1812 with the British, from Mystic, Connecticut to the Cornish countryside, a saga unfolds a tumultuous story of reckless passions and wild adventures. This is Windy’s story. Windy who was a woman who dared to love the stranger in her heart and break out of society’s dictums.








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