Nicola and the ViscountZondervan, 06/10/2009 - 272 páginas A breezy, funny Regency romance with an unforgettable heroine—from the bestselling author of The Princess Diaries series and many well-loved romances. Nicola Sparks has fallen in love, big time. The object of her dreams is the fabulously rich Lord Sebastian, he of the ice-blue eyes, golden hair, and full-on mastery of the dance floor. To Nicky, Lord S. is a god. But are gods always quite as perfect as they are meant to be? Nicola, sixteen and an orphan, always gets what she wants. She's ready to dive headlong into her first glittering London society season. She's also ready to dive headlong into the arms of handsome and debonair Lord Sebastian. Nicola's dream is a proposal from the viscount—a dream she's about to realize at last! So naturally, Nathaniel Sheridan's insinuations about her fiancé's flawed character annoy her mightily. But when Nicola's natural curiosity gets the best of her, she begins to piece together a few things for herself. To her great surprise, Nicola realizes she's had the wrong viscount all along . . . but is it too late to make things right? Nicola could feel Lord Sebastian's heart beating. It was the most delightful feeling in the world. Surely it meant that The God liked her. More than simply liked her—loved her even. It had to! It just had to! |
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... Lord Sebastian's eyes—as blue, she knew, as her own, and her own had been compared by a few of the more imaginative girls to the stone in the sapphire brooch Madame wore on special occasions such as today. Blue as the sky overhead Lord ...
... Lord Sebastian had said, in a voice as gentle and deep as ever Nicola had imagined Lancelot addressing his fair ... Lord Sebastian seared Nicola's soul. Just a single glance. That was all it took. Well, had it taken Romeo more than that ...
... Lord Sebastian directed a servant carrying one of his sister's trunks toward their waiting carriage. “If he did, he must certainly love you now. For no one can hear you recite Scott, Nicky, and not love you.” Nicola was fervently hoping ...
... Lord Sebas—” “Eleanor!” Nicola cried. But it was too late. The damage was done. “So that's who you were talking about when I walked in.” Nathaniel pushed some dark hair from his eyes and glared at Nicola. “Well, just so you know, Sebastian ...
... breaking, so she settled for stamping a slippered foot and declaring, “You make him sound like a wastrel!” “You said it,” Nathaniel retorted. “Not me.” “Don't pay any attention to him, Nicky,”Eleanor said. “Lord Sebastian 13.
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