Gallant Officer, Forbidden Lady
He’s fought for his country, now he’s fighting for his heart!The battlefields of Badajoz are nothing compared to the cutting tongues of polite society, but Jack Vernon has never been very ‘polite’. A canvas is the brooding artist’s preferred company – having once been an outlet for the horror he witnessed at war, it’s now his fortune.Painting the portrait of stunningly beautiful Ariana Blane is his biggest commission yet. Learning every curve of her body ignites feelings he thought were destroyed in battle. But he’s not the only man who has Ariana in his sights…
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Jack watched her as they crossed the courtyard. Ariana’s party continued to the Strand, where a line of carriages waited. In a moment Jack would have to head home. This would be his last glimpse of her.
She turned and caught sight of him. Her face lit up and took his breath away. His gaze locked with hers, and he thought he sensed the same regret in her eyes that was gnawing at his insides.
‘Goodbye,’ she mouthed, before being assisted into a shiny, elegant barouche.
Jack watched her until he could see the carriage no more. He tried to engrave her image upon his memory but could feel it fading with each moment. He needed to reach his studio. He needed paper and pencil. He needed to draw her before the image was lost to him as well.
Praise forDiane Gaston:
SCANDALISING THE TON
‘[Gaston’s] sensitive, compassionate and sensual romance shows how the power of love can overcome adversity.’
—RT Book Reviews
INNOCENCE AND IMPROPRIETY
‘Diane Gaston’s unconventional male and female heroes give INNOCENCE AND IMPROPRIETY, her latest elegantly written Regency historical, a refreshingly different twist.’
—Chicago Tribune
‘If you are weary of aristocratic heroes and heroines in Regency historical romances, then Diane Gaston’s INNOCENCE AND IMPROPRIETY is just the book for you. Well-written and entertaining…provocative…highly recommended!’
—Romance Readers Connection
A REPUTABLE RAKE
‘…a delightful and thought-provoking look into a side of London we don’t usually get to see.’
—Romance Junkies
THE WAGERING WIDOW
‘The protagonists are so deeply sculpted into living, breathing individuals that the reader will immediately be feeling their emotional turmoil…the entire tone of the book is steeped in sensuality…reading of the highest order!’
—Historical Romance Writer
THE MYSTERIOUS MISS M
‘Wow…it’s a real emotional roller-coaster ride…you simply cannot put [it] down—absolutely mesmerising!…an unusual gritty Regency, packing such an emotional punch.’
—Historical Romance Writer
‘This is a Regency with the gutsiness of a Dickens novel. It’s not always pretty, but it’s real and passionate. Gaston’s strong, memorable debut provides new insights into the era and characters that touch your heart and draw you emotionally into her powerful story.’
—RT Book Reviews
As a psychiatric social worker, Diane Gaston spent years helping others create real-life happy endings. Now Diane crafts fictional ones, writing the kind of historical romance she’s always loved to read. The youngest of three daughters of a US Army Colonel, Diane moved frequently during her childhood, even living for a year in Japan. It continues to amaze her that her own son and daughter grew up in one house in Northern Virginia. Diane still lives in that house, with her husband and three very ordinary housecats.
Visit Diane’s website at http://dianegaston.com
Previous novels by the same author:
THE MYSTERIOUS MISS M
THE WAGERING WIDOW A REPUTABLE RAKE INNOCENCE AND IMPROPRIETY A TWELFTH NIGHT TALE
(in A Regency Christmas anthology)
THE VANISHING VISCOUNTESS
SCANDALISING THE TON JUSTINE AND THE NOBLE VISCOUNT
(in Regency Summer Scandals)
…and in eBook Mills & Boon® Historical Undone!:
THE UNLACING OF MISS LEIGH
In memory of my father, Colonel Daniel J. Gaston, who showed me the honour of soldiers
Prologue
Badajoz Spain—1812
Jack Vernon dodged through the streets and alleys of Badajoz as if the very devil were at his heels. Several devils, in fact.
Drunken, marauding British soldiers poured out of doorways and set buildings afire, the flames illuminating their gargoyle-like faces. Bodies of their victims littered the pavement, French soldiers and ordinary citizens, men, women and children, their bright-hued Spanish clothing stained red with blood. Jack’s ears rang with the roar of the fires, screams of women, wails of babies, but no sound was as terrible as the laughter of madmen with a lust to rape, plunder and pillage.
Jack gripped his pistol in his hand while several red-coated marauders chased him, hoping for the few coins in his pockets. These were the same men at whose sides he’d scaled the walls of Badajoz earlier that day while French musket fire rained down on them. Now they would impale him with their bayonets for the sheer sport of it.
The men were consumed with bloodlust, a result of the desperately hard fighting they’d been through that left almost half their number dead. A rumour spread through the ranks that Wellington had issued permission for three hours of plunder. It had been like a spark to tinder. The rumour was untrue, but once they had begun there was no stopping them.
The real nightmare had begun.
After the French retreated to San Crisobal and the looting started, Jack’s major ordered Jack and a few others to accompany him on a patrol of the streets. ‘We shall stop the looting,’ his commanding officer had said.
The plunderers almost immediately turned on Jack’s patrol, who ran for their lives. Separated from the others, all Jack wanted now was a safe place to hide until the carnage was over.
