A Warriner To Rescue Her
Tempted by the damsel in distress!Captain James Warriner is startled to find a curvaceous beauty caught up a tree in his orchard! Despite his shattered leg, he rescues Miss Cassandra Reeves, then is determined to have nothing more to do with the enticing vicar’s daughter.Except when Cassie seeks Jamie out to apologise, they find themselves persuaded to work together on her storybook. Secret liaisons with the dashing soldier make Cassie wish Jamie would rescue her once more…by making her his wife!
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Tempted by the damsel in distress!
Captain James Warriner is startled to find a curvaceous beauty caught up a tree in his orchard! Despite his shattered leg, he rescues Miss Cassandra Reeves, then is determined to have nothing more to do with the enticing vicarâs daughter.
Except when Cassie seeks Jamie out to apologize, they find themselves persuaded to work together on her storybook. Secret liaisons with the dashing soldier make Cassie wish Jamie would rescue her once more...by making her his wife!
Four brothers living on the edge of societyâ¦scandalising the ton at every turn!
Tucked away at their remote estate in Nottinghamshire are the tonâs most notorious brothers.
The exploits of Jack, Jamie, Joe and Jacob Warrinerâs parentsâtheir fatherâs gambling and cheating, their motherâs tragic endâare legendary. But now, for the first time, the brothers find themselves the talk of the ton for an entirely different reasonâ¦
Because four women are about to change their livesâand put them firmly in societyâs spotlight!
Find out what happens in:
Jackâs story
A Warriner to Protect Her Already available
Jamieâs story
A Warriner to Rescue Her Available now
And watch for Joeâs and Jacobâs storiesâcoming soon!
When I wrote the first book in this Wild Warriners series, A Warriner to Protect Her, I was pretty certain of the sort of direction I wanted the second book to go. James Warriner is a damaged former soldier, with a talent for covert reconnaissance, and I wanted to bring those skills into play for his story. I envisaged some sort of tale involving intrigueâperhaps even espionage. However, as my characters so often do, Jamie took me down a completely different path. The more I got to know him, the more I came to know that he was actually a deeply sensitive soul underneath all his monosyllabic gruffness. A man who painted delicate and beautiful flowers was not really ever meant to be so fluent in violence. He didnât need to return to his military waysâhe needed saving. It was then that I first began toying with the idea of introducing Jamie to a vicarâs daughter.
Around the same time I was rooting around the attic one day, looking for something, and came across one of my childrenâs old storybooks: The Tale of Peter Rabbit by the wonderful Beatrix Potterâa woman who used her childhood pets as inspiration for her wonderfully vivid and brightly illustrated stories. Before I knew it my soft-hearted vicarâs daughter had a horse called Orange Blossom and a talent for writing. With his art and her words, surely they were a match made in heaven? If only I could convince Jamie, of courseâ¦
When VIRGINIA HEATH was a little girl it took her ages to fall asleep, so she made up stories in her head to help pass the time while she was staring at the ceiling. As she got older the stories became more complicatedâsometimes taking weeks to get to their happy ending. One day she decided to embrace her insomnia and start writing them down. Virginia lives in Essex, with her wonderful husband and two teenagers. It still takes her for ever to fall asleepâ¦
Books by Virginia Heath
Mills & Boon Historical Romance
The Wild Warriners
A Warriner to Protect Her
A Warriner to Rescue Her
Stand-Alone Novels
That Despicable Rogue
Her Enemy at the Altar The Discerning Gentlemanâs Guide Miss Bradshawâs Bought Betrothal
Visit the Author Profile page at millsandboon.co.uk.
For Ellen.
For always being there for my children with either a ready bandage or unconditional love.
Contents
May 1814
The blood-curdling female scream shook him out of his daze instantly. Jamie pulled up his horse and glanced frantically around to see if he could locate the source. All he saw was familiar meadow and trees, and for a moment he thought he might have imagined it. With the warm sun on his face and the leisurely motion of his mount ambling aimlessly beneath him, it was quite feasible he had nodded off. He was exhausted, after all.
Constantly exhausted from his brainâs inability to stop whirring when darkness fell, conjuring up memories from his past which haunted him even though he knew both men responsible for the pain were undeniably dead and therefore no longer a threat. Yet the ghost of them lingered in his mind, forcing him to stay vigilant and preventing him from snatching more than a few hours here and there, usually as the sun began to banish the darkness away. Or perhaps it was simply the darkness which frightened him as it had as a child? After so many months, he was no longer sure. Just irritated with his own inability to move past it.
