Shackles of Honor

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Shackles of Honor
Regency Historical Romance

Back Cover Teaser:

Cassidy Shea’s life was nothing if not serene. Loving parents and a doting brother provided happiness and innocent hope in dreaming as life’s experience. Yes, life was blissful at her beloved home of Terrill.

Still, for all its beauty and tranquility…ever there was something intangible and evasive lurking in the shadows. And though Cassidy wasted little worry on it…still she sensed its existence, looming as a menacing fate bent on ruin.

And when one day a dark stranger appeared, Cassidy could no longer ignore the ominous whispers of the secrets surrounding her. Mason Carlisle, an angry, unpredictable man materialized…and seemingly with Cassidy’s black fate at his heels.

Instantly Cassidy found herself thrust into a world completely unknown to her, wandering in a labyrinth of mystery and concealments. Serenity was vanquished…and with it, her dreams.

Or were all the secrets so guardedly kept from Cassidy…were they indeed the cloth, the very flax from which her dreams were spun? From which eternal bliss would be woven?

Book Excerpt:

“Oh, my darling!” Milady Shea cried out suddenly, burying her face in her hands. “We’ve done you such a great wrong by not telling you…

“What are you speaking of, Mother?” Cassidy asked. “Truly you are frightening me.” She felt the beginning of hysteria rising within her bosom…

“I’m none other than he who will obviously inform you of your betrothal, Miss Shea…”

“You…you inform me of my betrothal?” Cassidy stammered. “My betrothal to whom?”

Mason Carlisle shook his head disapprovingly as he glared at Cassidy’s father and mumbled, “You’ve not prepared her in the least? Did my father know of your keeping the knowledge from her?”

…Cassidy gasped, “Your father?”

…An odd chuckle, a mixture of amusement and disapproval mingled, erupted from the stranger’s throat. “My father?” he repeated. “Would that you were so lucky, Miss Shea,” he growled, “for my father is a man above all others…but entirely obsessed with my mother. No. I am your betrothed.”

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