title: The Book of Scandal
author:  Julia London 
description: London (<i>Highlander Unbound</i>) sets this convincing tale of romance and intrigue in the early 1800s, an obscure period of strife in the English monarchy. Nathan Grey, the Earl of Lindsey, lost himself in liquor and debauchery after the death of his infant son, while his wife, Evelyn, abandoned their loving but superficial marriage and began flirting with another peer. Three years later, when Nathan learns that Evelyn could be named in Princess Caroline's infamous Book of Scandal, he kidnaps her from court, pretending they've reconciled. Nathan's attempt to guard the family's reputation soon blossoms into a genuine desire to rebuild their marriage, but Evelyn resists. Meddling by servants and both sets of parents provides needed backstory and also unites the couple against their helpful interference. The only sour note is Nathan's insistence that Evelyn apologize for adulterous thoughts that pale compared to his unabashed actions. Despite the confusing court scandals, this reunion story is mostly a joy. <i>(Sept.)</i> <br />Copyright  Reed Business Information, a division of Reed Elsevier Inc. All rights reserved.
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  Wicked’s Scandal
  
  THE WICKEDS BOOK ONE
  
  By Kathleen Ayers
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  This book is a work of fiction. All of the characters, organizations, and
  events portrayed in this novel are either products of the author’s imagination
  or are used fictitiously.
  
  WICKED’S SCANDAL
  
  Text copyright © 2013 Kim M. Mercier
  
  All Rights Reserved
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  London, 1832
  
  ONE
  
  “I have arranged a marriage for you.”
  
  The words thundered in Alexandra Dunforth’s head, echoing so loudly they made
  her teeth ache. Her uncle’s breath, smelling of port and ill humor wafted over
  her cheek. Try as she might, she could not stop cringing in disgust from the
  man. Oliver Burke squeezed her upper arm and shook it, as a cat would do to a
  mouse in its jaws.
  
  “Stay here.” One fat, ham like hand pushed Alexandra against the wall. “Don’t
  try anything.” His moon-like visage, sweating as a piece of cheese does in the
  sun, leered at her. “If you do not, your precious friends at Helmsby Abbey
  will all be out on the street 