The Regency Redgraves: What an Earl Wants / What a Lady Needs / What a Gentleman Desires / What a Hero Dares
4 sensual Regency romances full of witty dialogue and warmth, all featuring the intrepid Redgrave siblings.WHAT AN EARL WANTSGideon Redgrave, eldest child of the late Earl of Saltwood, refuses to be humbled by the scandal that once tore his family apart. He's built his life in London society around one rule: trust no one. So the last thing he wants is to play guardian and role model to a headstrong boy…or to engage in a battle of wills with the boy’s spirited half-sister, who is fighting Gideon for custody. Beautiful and bold, the young widow Jessica Linden proves to be a formidable and passionate adversary. But the more they lock horns, the more Gideon realizes he’d prefer to have Jessica on his side…and in his arms. Especially now that a new threat—sprung from his father’s supposedly defunct secret society—is poised to destroy the Redgraves once and for all.WHAT A LADY NEEDSA REGENCY LEGACY OF SECRETS & DESIRE…Lady Katherine Redgrave has a mission—to find family journals which may hold the key to a traitorous conspiracy and put Kate’s family in danger. Kate vows to let no obstacle stand in her way…but when she meets Simon Ravenbill, Marquis of Singleton, her attention is diverted as the sinfully handsome nobleman tempts her beyond reason.Simon has a mission of his own and he needs is to get to the Redgrave journals before Kate does. The solution is simple—he’ll romance the fiery beauty in hopes of distracting her from her quest, while covertly searching for the diaries himself. Yet what begins as a charade soon becomes an all-consuming desire…WHAT A GENTLEMAN DESIRESRegency Revenge & SeductionPlagued by scandal…Lord Valentine Redgrave dreams of dark justice. Brother to the Earl of Saltwood, with secret ties to the Crown, he won't rest until he infiltrates and annihilates England's most notorious hellfire club. To cross its elite members is to court destruction, yet he's never craved a challenge more. Until he encounters enigmatic governess Daisy Marchant, who behind a plain-Jane guise harbours a private agenda and appeals to his every weakness…and desire.Valentine's hunt for revenge is Daisy's key to finding her sister, who may be lost in the clutches of a deadly society. But his seductive charm unlocks passion that can undo them both. Now, the only way to escape death and rescue their families is to trust each other…even as they tread deeper into danger.WHAT A HERO DARESRegency Danger & DesireDesire & LoyaltyPunished for his father's crimes and scorned by society, fearless soldier Maximillien Redgrave fights to protect England. But his quest to restore his family’s reputation is his own private battle. Trusting irresistible young Zoe Charbonneau, whose betrayal destroyed his closest comrades and nearly unravelled his covert mission, is a mistake he intends to never repeat. So when the discovery of a smuggling ring compels him to embark on a voyage straight into danger, he’s prepared for anything—except to find Zoe on his ship.Believed to be a double agent for England and France, Zoe must clear her name in order to save her life. Convincing Max of her innocence seems impossible, until inescapable desire tempts them both to trust—and love—again. But a circle of enemies is closing in, and their time together might run out before they outrun danger…
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The Regency Redgraves
What an Earl Wants
What a Lady Needs
What a Gentleman Desires
What a Hero Dares
Kasey Michaels
What an Earl Wants
Kasey Michaels
Praise for bestselling author
KASEY MICHAELS
‘Kasey Michaels aims for the heart and never misses.’
—New York Times bestselling author Nora Roberts
‘The historical elements…imbue the novel with powerful realism that will keep readers coming back.’
—Publishers Weekly on A Midsummer Night’s Sin
‘One of the finest Regency writers does it again…
Wit, humour and cleverness combine to create an utterly delicious romance, just the kind readers relish.’
—RT Book Reviews on The Taming of the Rake
‘A poignant and highly satisfying read…filled with simmering sensuality, subtle touches of repartee, a hero out for revenge and a heroine ripe for adventure. You’ll enjoy the ride.’
—RT Book Reviews on How to Tame a Lady
‘Michaels’ new Regency miniseries is a joy…You will laugh and even shed a tear over this touching romance.’
—RT Book Reviews on How to Tempt a Duke
‘Michaels can write everything from a lighthearted romp to a far more serious-themed romance. [She] has outdone herself.’
—RT Book Reviews on A Gentleman by Any Other Name(Top Pick)
‘…a sensual romance filled with crackling dialogue reminiscent of The Philadelphia Story.’
—Publishers Weekly on Everything’s Coming Up Rosie
Dear Reader,
For this series of four books, I’ve stepped back in time to the year just before the Regency officially began in February of 1811.
Hellfire clubs have always interested me, as has the politics surrounding the years of the Napoleonic Wars. The thing is, however, when I read histories I immediately begin weaving plots and peopling those plots with characters who make the whole business of history more alive to me.
You could say that’s the reason for all historical romances, I suppose. A love of the era you’re reading about, and an interest in the well-being and happily-ever-afters of the characters the author has plunked down in the middle of all of it.
I hope you enjoy What An Earl Wants, and then move on to read the stories of the earl’s three siblings, the headstrong Lady Katherine, the frankly adorable Valentine and the (he believes) love-resistant Maximillian.
Happy reading…and please visit me online if you have a chance!
Kasey Michaels
With affection, to Debi Allen,
lovely lady extraordinaire!
PROLOGUE
Kent, England
1789
THE GROUND SEEMED SUITABLE enough for the purpose. Nearly a tunnel of well-scythed lawn on the Saltwood estate, the carefully planted double row of trees serving as a rather romantical canopy overhead. Or it would have, were it summer, which it was not. In fact, it was the dead of winter and, in the false light before dawn, cold as a witch’s teat.
But, then again, no colder than the heart of the man now surveying the scene, no matter how appearances would prompt the casual onlooker to dismiss him as a mindless dandy.
“I say, Burke, shouldn’t there be a mist curling about our legs? Yes, I’m convinced of it. All the best early morning duels feature wispy tendrils of curling mist. I would have thought it mandatory. You’ll hold my cape, of course?”
The seventeenth Earl of Saltwood, one Barry Redgrave by name, lifted his arms and negligently shrugged out of his sable-lined cape, then laughed as his horrified valet sprang forward in a panic to rescue the magnificent thing before it could hit the ground.
“Ah, well executed, Burke. My compliments.” Relieved of the concealing cape, the earl was revealed to be not only a well set-up gentleman but also an exceedingly handsome man, or would be, were it not for a certain indescribable hardness about his dark blue eyes. His humor never quite seemed to reach them.
“You’ve drunk half the night away, my lord. You really must reconsider your timing,” Burke pleaded, now struggling with both the cape and the heavy rosewood box containing the Saltwood dueling pistols.
“I must, Burke?” The earl removed his tricornered hat with the lilac plume, placed it on Burke’s head at a jaunty angle, and then discreetly adjusted his snow-white periwig. “Why? Because of the lack of a mist? God’s teeth, man, it’s actually in the rules?”
“I don’t believe so, my lord, no. I meant only that you might be a mite…foxed, my lord,” the valet said, sighing.
“More than a mite, Burke,” the earl acknowledged, suddenly seeming amazingly sober. “I do my best shooting when three parts drunk. But if it calms you, I promise if I see three of him I’ll prudently aim for the one in the middle. However, if the unthinkable were to occur, you know what to do.”
“Yes, my lord,” Burke said, visibly trembling. “Everything goes to the Keeper, who also knows what to do.”
“Make me pretty, Burke, and well attended by handmaidens, or I shall come back to haunt you,” his lordship warned, and then laughed at his valet’s horrified expression. “I’m not about to die, you old woman. I’ll never die. Satan protects his own. Now, how does our importune Frenchman look to you? Quavering in his boots I should hope, as my reputation must surely precede me.”
