“India was no English rose. She was a wildflower, something brighter and uncultivated that stirred your heart with its beauty.”
“She tasted like a berry tart, like sparkling wine, like woman…like India.”
WHAT IT’S ABOUT: Having made a fortune, Thorn Dautry, the powerful bastard son of a duke, decides that he needs a wife. But to marry a lady, Thorn must acquire a gleaming, civilized facade, the specialty of Lady Xenobia India. Exquisite, headstrong, and independent, India vows to make Thorn marriageable in just three weeks. But neither Thorn nor India anticipate the forbidden passion that explodes between them. Thorn will stop at nothing to make India his. Failure is not an option. But there is only one thing that will make India his. The one thing Thorn can’t afford to lose–his fierce and lawless heart.
“Smart heroines, sensual heroes, witty repartee and… delicious romance.” ~RT Bookreviews
“Emotionally rewarding and elegantly written, with textured characters and a captivating plot, this is James at her best.” ~Kirkus Reviews
“James’ wonderful cast and effortless plotting make this a delicious romance to be savored again and again.” ~Publishers Weekly
“One of her best ever.” ~All About Romance
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ABOUT ELOISA: A reviewer from USA Today wrote that she “found herself devouring [Eloisa’s] book like a dieter with a Hershey bar”; People Magazine raved that “romance writing does not get much better than this.” Eloisa wrote her first novel after graduating from Harvard, but alas, it was rejected by every possible publisher. After she got a couple more degrees and a job as a Shakespeare professor, she tried again, with much greater success. Over twenty best-sellers later, she teaches Shakespeare in the English Department at Fordham University in New York City. She’s also the mother of two children and, in a particularly delicious irony for a romance writer, is married to a genuine Italian knight.