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Excerpt of The Shadows of Stormclyffe Hall by Lauren Smith

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Dark Seductions, Book 1
Entangled
October 2014
On Sale: September 29, 2014
Featuring: Bastian Carlisle; Jayne Seyton
253 pages
ISBN: 163375104X
EAN: 9781633751040
Kindle: B00NE06UI4
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Also by Lauren Smith:

The Scoundrel of Drury Lane, October 2023
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Never Kiss a Scot, March 2019
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The Last Wicked Rogue, November 2018
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The Darkest Hour, October 2018
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A Scottish Lord for Christmas, December 2017
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A Gentleman Never Surrenders, September 2017
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An Earl by Any Other Name, August 2017
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Climax, May 2016
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Seduction, March 2016
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Forbidden, January 2016
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Her Wicked Proposal, January 2016
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Once Upon a True Love's Kiss, January 2016
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The Bite of Winter, December 2015
e-Book
The Gilded Chain, November 2015
e-Book
The Gilded Cage, June 2015
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The Gilded Cuff, February 2015
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Captivated by His Kiss, January 2015
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His Wicked Seduction, November 2014
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The Shadows of Stormclyffe Hall, October 2014
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The Shadows of Stormclyffe Hall, October 2014
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Wicked Designs, January 2014
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Blood Moon on the Rise, June 2013
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Excerpt of The Shadows of Stormclyffe Hall by Lauren Smith

“I wanted to…” He finally met her gaze. “I wanted to thank you for the kiss. I haven’t been kissed like that in many years. It shouldn’t have happened though.” He pushed away from the door, and after a moment, he walked toward her, a look of determination hardening his features momentarily. With his every step drawing him closer, her breath hitched, and she clung to the hangings for support. When he was mere inches away from her, he simply stared at her face and then focused on her mouth as though the answers he sought were there. She licked her lips nervously as sharp hunger spiked through her. Would he kiss her again? Would she lose herself anew in his embrace?

“Why?” she asked.

He ignored her question. “Who are you, Jane? Who are you really?” His whispered question made her shiver. She didn’t know the answer herself. He trailed the back of his knuckles over her cheek, and another shiver rippled through her, like a pool of water disturbed by a stone cast into its depths.

“Who am I? I don’t know…not anymore.” She was Jane, but she wasn’t Jane any longer. The more she was around him, the more she felt she was changing. Like the coastline by Sandsfoot Castle ruins, her sense of self was altering with the force of Bastian’s presence, which pounded at her like mighty waves. They would shape and form each other and become something new, only she wasn’t sure what that would be. She simply knew that she belonged with him, wherever he was.

But he didn’t want her, wouldn’t have anything to do with her. Every time he touched her, he reminded her it was wrong, that they shouldn’t do it. Then why did he keep coming back to her? It didn’t make any sense, and she knew logically she shouldn’t want him either.

He lowered his head and feathered his lips along her jaw, and her lashes fluttered as pleasure and need fueled each other until her skin was burning.

“You are a mystery to me.” His words rumbled against the sensitive skin of her neck as he pressed his body into hers, pinning her to the bedpost. “You’re an American, but you act as though this place is in your blood. I see your love of my home shining in your eyes, even as you fear its darkness.” He stole a brief, hot kiss before continuing. “You look like her, Jane. Did you know that? When I first saw you, I thought you were Isabelle come back from the dead.”

His hands cupped her shoulders, fingers tensing. “I thought I’d gone mad, believing such nonsense, and then I gave in and kissed you, and we…” His mouth trembled as he kissed her again, this time deep but too brief. “It’s as if the past is repeating itself …” He shook his head ruefully. “What does it matter? I want this. I want you, even though I shouldn’t.”

She opened her mouth to deny him, but no words were there. His mouth came down hard on hers, and she was caught in the tide and pulled away from the safety of the shore.

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