Escape with A Rogue
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Authors: Sharon Page
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Praise for the Books of Sharon Page
Engaged in Sin
2011 Romantic Times Reviewers’ Choice Award Finalist for the Best Sensual Historical Romance
2012 Daphne du Maurier Award for Excellence in Mystery/Suspense Finalist, Historical
“Page seamlessly blends erotic themes into an intensely emotional love story. It isn’t only the sizzle that rivets readers, it’s the true passion and love that she infuses into the story that make it a deep-sigh read.”
—RT Bookreviews, TOP PICK!
“
Engaged in Sin
breaks the historical romance mold into pieces and has made me a believer in Sharon Page’s talent. A wonderful gift from a brilliant author!”
—Romance Junkies
The Club
2009 Romantic Times Reviewers’ Choice Award Winner for the Best Sensual Historical Romance
“Page delivers a winner with this sensuous and captivating erotic Regency romance.”
—Publishers Weekly (starred review)
“Not only is the sexual tension powerful and the many love scenes hotter than hot . . . the mystery and growing romance will keep you riveted too.”
—RT Bookreviews, TOP PICK!
Blood Secret
“In the talented Page’s hands, it’s a well-crafted page-turner with intense sexual situations. It’s a lovely take on the fairy-tale theme and a compelling story . . .”
—RT Bookreviews
Blood Wicked
2012 Colorado Award of Excellence Winner for Erotic Romance
2011 Romantic Times Reviewers’ Choice Award Finalist for Best Erotic Historical Romance
“A thrilling, intrigue-filled plot and a hero worth dying for make this one a keeper.”
—RT Bookreviews
Blood Deep
“A New Queen of Erotic Romance”
—RT Bookreviews
Blood Red
2007 National Readers’ Choice Award Winner for Erotic Romance
“A blazing path into forbidden dreams . . .”
—RT Bookreviews
“Puts you on a sexual roller coaster and doesn’t let you off . . .”
—Just Erotic Romance Reviews (Gold Star Award)
Blood Rose
“Page’s
Blood Rose
has scorching love scenes to make you sweat and an intriguing plot to hold it all together.”
—
New York Times
bestselling author Hannah Howell
“
Blood Rose
is an action-packed, sexy paranormal overflowing with suspense, horror, and romance. Sharon Page is a master of the ménage—prepare to be seduced!”
—Kathryn Smith,
USA Today
bestselling author
“Buffy the Vampire Slayer meets Regency England! Two sexy, to-die-for heroes, a courageous heroine, and a luscious ménage made Blood Rose a sinful treat.”
—Jennifer Ashley,
USA Today
bestselling author
Sin
2006 National Readers’ Choice Award Winner for Erotic Romance
“How do you have an orgasm without sex? Read
Sin
by Sharon Page! . . . Thoroughly wicked, totally wild, utterly wanton, and very witty in its execution, Sin is the ultimate indulgence.”
—Just Erotic Romance Reviews (Gold Star Award)
“Sinfully delicious, Sharon Page is a pure pleasure to read.”
—Sunny,
New York Times
bestselling author
Black Silk
2008 Romantic Times’ Reviewers’ Choice Award Winner for Best Historical Erotic Romance
“This wonderful, well-written Regency has emotion, blindingly hot sex, complicated characters, and a surprise ending.”
—RT Bookreviews, TOP PICK!
“I can sum up this novel in one word: wow! . . . Not only were the encounters burn-your-fingers-hot but also emotional and romantic!”
—Just Erotic Romance Reviews (Gold Star Award)
Hot Silk
“A delightfully sensual story of love . . . Outstanding read!”
—Coffee Time Romance
Escape With a Rogue
Sharon Page
Escape With a Rogue
Sharon Page
Copyright © 2012 by Edith E. Bruce
Cover illustration: Crocodesigns
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ISBN: 978-0-9878641-1-6
Excerpt from
Engaged in Sin
© 2011 by Edith E. Bruce
Engaged in Sin
is a Dell Mass Market Original. Published in the United States by Dell, an imprint of the Random House Publishing Group, a division of Random House Inc., New York.
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Excerpt from
Blood Secret
© 2012 by Edith E. Bruce
Blood Secret
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Contents
Chapter One
Dartmoor War Prison, August 1815
Breaking a man out of prison was no easy task.
Lady Madeline Ashby hunched her shoulders, prayed for courage, and shoved on the handle of her cart filled with vegetables. Ahead, shrouded in early morning mist, loomed the large granite gateway to Dartmoor War Prison. A throng of farmers, many from the nearby market town of Tavistock, pressed onward through the open gates. But her cart refused to move in the rain-soaked mud. And her boots—her good ones, hidden underneath her disguise of tattered and much-mended wool skirts—slid helplessly on the slick, compacted ground.
Damnation,
Madeline cursed inwardly and brushed back the blonde curls of her wig. She was an earl’s daughter and she had never pushed a cart in her life. Fear made perspiration prickle on her skin under her borrowed dress.
“’Ere, let me ’elp you, my—”
In panic, Madeline put her finger to her lips. She had paid Tom Delve, an elderly moorman and farmer, a veritable fortune to help her, but she’d quickly learned she couldn’t rely on him to remember she was supposed to be his relative.
Tom grasped the front of the cart and pulled hard. “Push, lass,” he demanded, but his face had reddened. He’d talk to his own daughter this way, but he looked as though he expected to be hit by lightning for calling an earl’s daughter
lass
.
Together they pushed the cart through the Postern gate, past two sentries armed with muskets. With a forbidding
thud
, the gate closed behind her, and while the sound triggered instant panic, it also brought a rush of triumph that made Madeline yearn to laugh.
She was
in
. Disguised as a local farm girl, she had made her way into Dartmoor War Prison. This was a
victory
. After weeks of petitions, protests, and plotting, she had achieved her goal. At least, she had managed to accomplish the first step.
The first tiny step of the most insane, dangerous, and daring thing she had ever done.
Now she had to find Jack Travers, and she had to break him
out
.
Hidden by the throng of farmers and carts—there were dozens here to sell their wares—Madeline turned in a circle. She had studied everything she could about the prison—this frightening place in which Jack was being wrongfully held.
Behind her, high, thick granite walls made an enormous ring around the seven granite prison blocks that housed the men. There were other buildings, too—a hospital and a separate prison for officers. The outer wall was actually two circular walls with a twenty-foot space between them. Armed soldiers stood on platforms, rifles at the ready. Any prisoner who made it over the first wall would be trapped in the no-man’s land between the two.
She swallowed hard and busied herself with rearranging the vegetables in the cart, to ensure she did not raise suspicion. This was the daily market where the prisoners could buy items to supplement their rations, things such as fruit, vegetables, tobacco, fish and poultry, tea and coffee.
At first, her goal to free Jack had looked hopeless, until she had picked up a piece of lore in the village of Princetown about a brilliant escape carried out by a French officer. Then she’d known
exactly
how to get him out.
It would work if she could keep her courage and her wits. And if she could
find
him.
She and Tom and the other farmers were in the open rectangular space that served as a market. Iron gates separated it from the prison blocks. Two red-coated militiamen stood guard. Outside the buildings that housed the prisoners, a grumbling, laughing swarm of men paced and jostled behind the iron bars, waiting for their chance to purchase wares at the market.
