Surrendering to My Spy by Dawn Brower

A rogue, a marquess and a spy...

Surrendering to my spy

A rogue, a marquess and a spy... Each an integral part of Dominic Rossington's life and he does them rather well. Love throws him off balance and he'll do everything in his power to protect the one who holds his heart. Danger lurks on the horizon and he'll have to put it all on the line to save her. 

Lady Rosanna Kendall's heart was broken when the one man she always loved told her he'd never marry, and even if he did she'd be his last choice. Shortly afterward her eldest brother died in a freak accident sending her into mourning. During that time she picked up the tattered remains of her heart and hardened it. 

Lord Dominic Rossington, the Marquess of Seabrook worked diligently as a spy for the war office. He led a dangerous life that had no place for a wife or family. He couldn't in good conscience encourage Lady Rosanna--even if she was his greatest desire.

Years later Dominic sees a way to free himself of his obligations to the crown and finally claim the one woman he's always wanted. All he has to do is complete one last mission and convince her she's the only one for him, but he may be too late...
 
Will they both survive Dominic's dangerous lifestyle long enough to claim their happy-ever-after?

Genre: FICTION / Romance / Historical

Secondary Genre: FICTION / Romance / Regency

Language: English

Keywords: spy, England, France

Word Count: 42000

Sales info:

The book has decent rankings. It is currently around 33,000 in sales. 


Sample text:

He shrugged and stood. Rosanna was near and within his reach. He itched to pull her into his arms once again, but realized it wasn’t the time to press his point. She had to let go of her anger, and it’d been clear since he came to Weston she wasn’t ready to do that. He could give her time to let it out. If she needed to be a harpy whenever she was in his company to do that, so be it. He’d been a veritable ass after all.

“It distracted him, didn’t it?” She made a noise he had never heard before in his life. Was she…choking? “Are you all right?”

“I don’t know if I should slap you or agree with you.”

“Oh, agree, most definitely.” The corners of his mouth quirked up. “I abhor bruises, especially on my face.”

 


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