Praise for Sarah MacLean:
‘It’s another unforgettable love story with passion and power – power that will shake you to the core’
‘One of the most wildly romantic books I’ve read in a long time’ Eloisa James
‘Enjoyable romps, witty banter and electric sexual tension’
Sarah holds degrees in History from Smith College and Harvard University. She now lives in New York City with her family and an enormous collection of romance novels. She loves to hear from readers.
A Rogue by Any Other Name
One Good Earl Deserves A Lover
No Good Duke Goes Unpunished
Never Judge a Lady by Her Cover
Nine Rules to Break When Romancing a Rake
Ten Ways to be Adored When Landing a Lord
Eleven Scandals to Start to Win a Duke’s Heart
COPYRIGHT
Published by Piatkus
978-1-4055-2741-5
Copyright © 2014 Sarah Trabucchi
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Never Judge a Lady By Her Cover
Table of Contents
Praise for Sarah MacLean:
About the Author
By Sarah MacLean
COPYRIGHT
Dedication
Chase
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Epilogue
Acknowledgments
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“I love you. ”
Three strange, small words that held so much power.
Not that Lady Georgiana Pearson – daughter of one duke and sister to another, child of honor and duty and pristine presentation, and perfectly bred female of the
Aristocrats did not love.
And if they did, they most certainly did not do something so base as to admit it.
So it was a shock, frankly, that the words spilled from her lips with such ease and comfort and truth. But Georgiana had never in her sixteen years believed anything so well, and she had never been so quickly rid of the shackles of expectation that came with her name and her past and her family. In truth, she embraced it – the risk and reward – thrilled to feel at long last. To live. To be.