A Warriner To Protect Her
An heiress in distress and an earl in disgrace…When heiress Violet Dunston escapes from an abduction she finds an unlikely protector in Jack Warriner—a member of one of England’s most infamous families. Ensconced with mysterious Jack behind his manor's walls, soon escape is the last thing on Letty’s mind!Jack may be an earl but his father’s exploits have left him with nothing to offer except a tarnished name. He’s turned his back on the ton, but with Letty tempting him day and night, he finds himself contemplating the unthinkable—a society marriage!
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An heiress in distress and an earl in disgrace...
When heiress Violet Dunston escapes from an abduction, she finds an unlikely protector in Jack Warrinerâa member of one of Englandâs most infamous families. Ensconced with mysterious Jack behind his manorâs walls, soon escape is the last thing on Lettyâs mind!
Jack may be an earl, but his fatherâs exploits have left him with nothing to offer except a tarnished name. Heâs turned his back on the ton, but with Letty tempting him day and night, he finds himself contemplating the unthinkableâa society marriage!
Four brothers living on the edge of society...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 reason...
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 May 2017
Jamieâs story
A Warriner to Rescue Her July 2017
And watch for Joe and Jacobâs storiesâcoming soon!
I have a thing for old Hollywood musicals. The glorious Technicolor, breathtaking CinemaScope and stereophonic sound captivated me as a child. Back in the days of VHS, when you had to tape things off the TV, I had a great collection of them which I would watch over and over again. Singinâ in the Rain, Calamity Jane and Meet Me in St Louis are three of the greatest films ever made, if you want my opinion, but the best of all is Seven Brides for Seven Brothers.
I love that film. I adore the premise. Seven down-ontheir-luck brothers, living in a shack in the middle of nowhere and eking out a living from the land. Looked down upon by the rest of the community because theyâre a little bit wild, theyâre all desperately in need of a wife and yet never meet any women at allâlet alone court one.
In homage to that wonderful film Iâve created my Wild Warriners. Four brothers tainted by the dreadful reputation of their hideous ancestors, practically broke and forced to toil on their estate because they canât afford to pay anyone else to do it. And all desperately in need of that special someone. Their perfect match.
This story is the first in the series and follows Jack Warriner, the eldest brother and head of the family. Heâs proud, stubborn and used to being in charge. What he needs is a feisty woman to stand up to him...
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
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.
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1st December 1813. One month, three days and
approximately eighteen hours remaining...
The thin cord dug into her wrists painfully. Letty ignored it to focus on the practicalities. She barely opened one eye and peeked through her lashes. The Earl of Bainbridgeâs crinkly, grey head was lolling sideways, swaying slightly with the motion of the carriageâeyes closed, mouth slackâand she experienced a moment of relief to know he had finally nodded off. She risked opening her eyes properly for the first time in the better part of an hour, raising her head carefully from the seat to look out of the small strip of window still visible between the dark curtains which hid her from the world.
It was black as pitch outside.
A good sign.
It meant they were deep in the countryside, miles from any life, and the fact she could not even see the stars suggested this part of the Great North Road was edged with sheltering trees. Bainbridgeâs tatty coach was also flying along at speed, another indicator that they were a long way from the next inn or village. So far, each time the driver had approached one, the wheels had slowed and he had rapped loudly on the roof. Then the Earl had violently restrained her, his gnarled hand clamping tightly over Lettyâs already gagged mouth, the point of his boot knife pressed ominously against her throat as they had either passed through or the horses were quickly changed.
