Velvet Angel

At least, the soaring, breathless, tumultuous climax of the Montgomery Annals. . . She came to him as a precious gift, a naked angel rolled in rug. Once he gazed into her green eyes, saw her tangle of honey blonde hair, he was undone with passion. Elizabeth would never surrender. He was a hated Montgomery- she was a Chatworth- and the blood war between their families raged on, a wildfire of rape, murder and betrayal. Elizabeth vowed to fight the handsome lord, to resist the burning desire in his eyes and the rough sweetness of his kisses.