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Masquerade [MultiFormat]
eBook by Cynthia Scott
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eBook Category: Historical Fiction/Romance
eBook Description: Jane Austen's England meets Shakespeare's Twelfth Night when impulsive Elizabeth Covington cuts her hair and masquerades as the Covington heir, James Langford. Intending to ease her dying father's mind, she instead creates more problems, especially when handsome, arrogant Lord Barton unmasks, uh, disrobes her in the stable. Compromised, she's forced to marry him, but finally realizes that perhaps one should think before acting...
eBook Publisher: Wings ePress, Inc, Published: Wings ePress, Inc, 2003
Fictionwise Release Date: September 2003
Available eBook Formats [MultiFormat - What's this?]: Adobe Acrobat (PDF) [935 KB], eReader (PDB) [302 KB], Palm Doc (PDB) [299 KB], Rocket/REB1100 (RB) [268 KB], Microsoft Reader (LIT) [238 KB] - PocketPC 1.0+ Compatible, Franklin eBookMan (FUB) [292 KB], hiebook (KML) [725 KB], Sony Reader (LRF) [351 KB], iSilo (PDB) [244 KB], Mobipocket (PRC) [309 KB], Kindle Compatible (MOBI) [356 KB], OEBFF Format (IMP) [402 KB]
Words: 87493
Reading time: 249-349 min.
Microsoft Reader (LIT) Format: Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud ENABLED
Adobe Acrobat (PDF) Format: Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud DISABLED
All Other formats: Printing DISABLED, Read-aloud DISABLED
 
"This charming fast-paced story is a wonderful way to pass a lazy fall afternoon. 3 Stars!"--Romantic Times Magazine
She jerked away and clutched the front of her dress to her breasts. "I've, um, never watched a man undress, Preston."
"Forgive me." Chiding himself for embarrassing her, he sat, took off his boots, then moved to the bed. There he untied the dark blue draperies and used them as a shield. "Preston, I--don't know what to do." "Do?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. "Yes, there must be instructions, rules of behavior, something to direct me how to perform my duty." "You have never followed rules before." His buttons popped open easily and he dragged his shirt over his head. Then he raised his hips and removed his breeches. She sighed. "I have never been married before." He raised up on his elbows, wishing the bed curtains didn't block his view. "Come to bed, Elizabeth." "I only want to be clear on the rules." "Rule one," he whispered huskily "you must come to bed."
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