8/06/2013

Book Tour & GIVEAWAY Of Verity’s Lie (The Huntley Trilogy #3) By Grace Elliot



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Synopsis:

Charles Huntley, Lord Ryevale, infamous rogue…and government agent. 

In unsettled times, with England at war with France, Ryevale is assigned to covertly protect a politician’s daughter, Miss Verity Verrinder. To keep Verity under his watchful eye, Ryevale plots a campaign of seduction that no woman can resist– except it seems, Miss Verrinder. In order to gain her trust Ryevale enters Verity’s world of charity meetings and bookshops…where the unexpected happens and he falls in love with his charge. 

When Lord Ryevale turns his bone-melting charms on her, Verity questions his lordship’s motivation. But with her controlling father abroad, Verity wishes to explore London and reluctantly accepts Ryevale’s companionship. As the compelling attraction between them strengthens, Verity is shattered to learn her instincts are correct after all – and Ryevale is not
what he seems. If Lord Ryevale can lie, then so can she…but with disastrous consequences.

Warning: This title is intended for readers over the age of 18 as it contains adult sexual situations and/or adult language, and may be considered offensive to some readers.



GIVEAWAY INFO:


Prize is 3 eBook copies (1 each to 3 winners) of "Verity’s Lie (The Huntley Trilogy #3)" from Grace Elliot. Contest is tour-wide, open internationally and ends August 27. Must be 18 years of age or older to enter.


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Excerpt

Miss Verrinder had rendered Ryevale speechless—for the second time in an hour. During the dance, the sensation that he was protecting something warm and precious tugged at his insides. He held her closer than necessary, taking her disapproval as a challenge. He couldn’t remember the last time a woman had not wished to dance with him, and it would have been amusing, except he didn’t want to laugh at Miss Verrinder.

As she regarded him defiantly, Ryevale found himself warming to her quirky oddness as it struck him that fawning beauty was overrated. She had more subtle looks: up close her eyes were a fascinating blue, between topaz and ink. He studied the determined angle of her jaw and delicate shell of an ear. Hers was a look full of character with arched brows, high cheekbones, a strong little mouth, a quickness of expression and sharpness of wit, all of which were most stimulating.

Besides, she was fiercely honest, and part of him envied her the courage. So when the dance ended and she dismissed him, he watched her receding back with a sense of loss borne of not saying the last word.

“Well, I never.”

It galled him that such an unworldly chit had bested him. He glanced around, wondering who had witnessed such ignominy when he spotted Annabelle Portas smirking from behind her fan. He studied her afresh—yes, she was physically beautiful, with slender curves and tilted eyes, but she lacked something. Then it came to him; when he'd taken Miss Verrinder's hand, there was an
honesty about her that called to his soul.

“I say, Ryevale old chap, over here!”

Ryevale looked up to see Archie Watts approaching—exactly the company he needed: straightforward, uncomplicated Watts.

“Hoy there, Watts.”

“Saw your little exhibition just now. Taken to currying favor with Lord Bruton?”

Trust Archie Watts to cut straight to the point, Ryevale thought as he bristled. “So I can't dance with a pretty girl without having my motives questioned?”

Watts raised a brow. “Pretty is she? You must want to impress.

”Ryevale suddenly realized he wasn’t being polite and that he'd changed his mind about Miss Verrinder; the way she'd dipped and swayed in time to the music, her figure with its full curves, her bust straining that buttoned-up bodice, the lush body of a real woman—she was attractive but hid it well.

“Yes, pretty,” he said, more firmly. “There's more to Miss Verrinder than meets the eye.”

Admittedly, at first dancing with her had been like holding a fizzing wasps' nest but then a change had come over her—she made fun of him! Perhaps watching over her wouldn't be so tedious after all; fisticuffs seemed more likely than romance, which was a refreshing change.

“You're miles away. Are you coming down with something?” Watts inquired.

“Absolutely fine, although I could do with a stiff drink.”

“No sooner said than done, old boy. Follow your Uncle Watts.”



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Author Bio:

Grace Elliot leads a double life as a veterinarian by day and author of historical romance by night. Grace lives near London and is passionate about history, romance and cats! She is housekeeping staff to five cats, two sons, one husband and a bearded dragon (not necessarily listed in order of importance). “Verity’s Lie” is Grace’s fourth novel.

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