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    Wicked Christmas (Regency Sinners 8)
    Wicked Christmas (Regency Sinners 8)
    Wicked Christmas (Regency Sinners 8)
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    Wicked Christmas (Regency Sinners 8)

    By Carole Mortimer

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    Wicked Christmas is the 8th and last book in USA Today Bestselling Author, Carole Mortimer’s, all Amazon #1 Regency Sinners series. It is also her 240th published book.

    Author’s Note: The 8th book in the series promises to be just as steaming hot as the previous ones—after all, there will be SEVEN red-hot heroes, all intent on enjoying the Christmas Season of 1816 with their equally passionate wives.

    The Sinners have all gathered in Kent at the estate of the Duke and Duchess of Stonewell, and the house is full of adults and children enjoying a time of joy and happiness, but most of all peace, following all they suffered through together the previous year.

    But peace has never been something the Sinners have been able to enjoy for very long, and in amongst falling in love, marrying, and having their children, they had forgotten to account for the one person they had believed to be insignificant but who was in fact as much responsible for Napoleon’s escape from Elba the previous year, and the battles and deaths that followed, as the person who was hanged for the crime.

    Will the Sinners discover their mistake in time or will another one of them suffer the devastation of losing someone they love?

    More books by Carole Mortimer:

    NEW Regency Lovers Series:
    INDECENT (Regency Lovers 1)
    OBSESSION (Regency Lovers 2)
    CRAVING (Regency Lovers 3)
    More books to come in this series

    Steele Protectors - NEW Contemporary Romantic Suspense Series COMING SOON
    LOGAN (Steele Protectors 1)
    More books to come in this series
    Regency Sinners Series:
    Wicked Torment (Regency Sinners 1)
    Wicked Surrender (Regency Sinners 2)
    Wicked Scandal (Regency Sinners 3)
    Wicked Deception (Regency Sinners 4)
    Wicked Captive (Regency Sinners 5)
    Wicked Temptation (Regency Sinners 6)
    Wicked Sinner (Regency Sinners 7)
    Wicked Christmas (Regency Sinners 8)
    Bk 8 Completes this Series

    Dragon Hearts Series:
    NATHANIEL (Dragon Hearts 1)
    DERYK (Dragon Hearts 2)
    BRYN (Dragon Hearts 3)
    DYLAN (Dragon Hearts 4)
    GRIGOR (Dragon Hearts 5)
    GARRETT (Dragon Hearts 6)
    AERAN & RHYS (Dragon Hearts 7)
    DRAGON REUNION (Dragon Hearts 8)
    Bk 8 Completes this Series
    Regency Unlaced Series: 9 book Regency romance series
    Contemporary Knight Security Series – spin-off to Alpha Series: 7 book Romantic Suspense series
    Contemporary Alpha Series: 8 book Romantic Suspense series

    Carole Mortimer has written 240 books, in Regency, Contemporary Romantic Suspense, and Paranormal Romance. She is the Recipient of the 2017 Romantic Times Career Achievement Award, and the 2015 Romance Writers of America’s Lifetime Achievement Award. She is an Entertainment Weekly Top 10 Romance Author—ever. A 2014 Romantic Times Pioneer of Romance. She was also recognized by Queen Elizabeth II in 2012, for her “outstanding service to literature.”

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherCarole Mortimer
    Release dateOct 12, 2018
    ISBN9781910597675
    Wicked Christmas (Regency Sinners 8)
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    Carole Mortimer

    Zu den produktivsten und bekanntesten Autoren von Romanzen zählt die Britin Carole Mortimer. Im Alter von 18 Jahren veröffentlichte sie ihren ersten Liebesroman, inzwischen gibt es über 150 Romane von der Autorin. Der Stil der Autorin ist unverkennbar, er zeichnet sich durch brillante Charaktere sowie romantisch verwobene Geschichten aus. Weltweit hat sie sich in die Herzen vieler Leserinnen geschrieben. Nach der Schule begann Carole Mortimer eine Ausbildung zur Krankenschwester, musste die Ausbildung allerdings aufgrund eines Rückenleidens nach einem Jahr abbrechen. Danach arbeitete bei einer bekannten Papierfirma in der Computerabteilung. Zu diesem Zeitpunkt schrieb sie ihren ersten Liebesroman, das Manuskript wurde abgelehnt, da es zu kurz war und die Handlung nicht den Ansprüchen des Verlags genügte. Bevor sie einen zweiten Versuch wagte, schmollte sie nach eigenen Angaben erst einmal zwei Jahre. Das zweite Manuskript wurde dann allerdings angenommen, und es war der Beginn ihrer erfolgreichen Karriere als Autorin von modernen Liebesromanen. Sie selbst sagt, dass sie jeden Augenblick des Beginns ihrer Karriere genossen hat, sie war die jüngste Autorin des Verlags Mills & Boon. Carole Mortimer macht das Schreiben viel Freude, sie möchte gern mindestens weitere zwanzig Jahre für ihre Leserinnen schreiben. Geboren wurde Carole Mortimer 1960 in Ost-England, und zwar in einem winzigen Dorf. Sie sagt, das Dorf sei so klein, dass, sollte der Fahrer beim Durchfahren einmal zwinkern, er den Ort vollkommen übersehen könnte. Ihre Eltern leben immer noch in ihrem Geburtshaus, ihre Brüder wohnen in der Nähe der Eltern. Verheiratet ist sie mit Peter, ihr Mann brachte zwei Kinder mit in die Ehe, sie leben in einem wunderschönen Teil Englands. Die beiden haben vier Söhne, zusammen sind es sechs Kinder, zwischen dem ältesten und jüngsten bestehen 22 Jahre Altersunterschied. Außerdem haben sie einen Kleintierzoo sowie einen Hund, der zur Hälfte von einem Kojoten abstammt und den die Familie aus Kanada mitbrachte.

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      Wicked Christmas (Regency Sinners 8) - Carole Mortimer

      Regency Sinner 8

      Wicked Christmas

      By

      Carole Mortimer

      USA Today Bestselling Author

      COPYRIGHT

      Copyright © 2018 Carole Mortimer

      Cover Design Copyright © Glass Slipper Designs

      Editor: Linda Ingmanson

      Formatter: Matthew Mortimer

      ISBN: 978-1-910597-67-5

      This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, businesses, companies, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

      All Rights Reserved.

      DEDICATIONS

      My husband, Peter

      Chapter 1

      Stonewell House, London,

      December, 1816

      I have to admit, I shall be pleased when I no longer have to share these with our son, Nik Sinclair, the Duke of Stonewell, murmured with satisfaction.

      And why should he not feel satisfied when his cock was buried in the heat of his wife’s cunny and he feasted on the heavy swell of her bare breasts?

      In truth, he had been rather proud of Angel’s decision to feed their son herself rather than pass the baby off to a wet nurse, and there was no doubting that Joshua had thrived on his mother’s milk. But Nik was also somewhat relieved Angel was now weaning their four-and-a-half-month-old son, and Nik would soon have these delicious breasts all to himself again.

      Angel’s fingers threaded through his dark hair as he licked and suckled her nipples and thrust his cock slowly in and out of her tight channel. I thought you partial to the milk yourself?

      I was. I am, he groaned as he sucked a little of that delicious nectar into his mouth. But I prefer not to share. Even with our son.

      Angelique chuckled at her husband’s possessive tone, ever thankful for the closeness and happiness the two of them now enjoyed together. A year ago, the gulf between them had seemed so wide, she had feared their marriage of three years would not survive it.

      They and their marriage had not only survived that rift but were all the stronger for it. Angelique’s adjoining bedchamber had been turned into a nursery for Joshua as she now shared her husband’s bed every night. Nik also spent many more of his days at home with her and their son since resigning from working as a spymaster for the Crown a year ago.

      They very often spent part of those days, as they were doing currently, taking advantage of their son’s afternoon nap by enjoying each other to the fullest.

      They had been in London for two weeks, Christmas shopping, and this was their last afternoon in town before they traveled back to their estate in Kent tomorrow. Returning a few days before Christmas would give them the time they needed to prepare for the arrival of their closest friends, and their wives and children, all of whom would be joining them for the Festive Season.

      Secure in her husband’s love, Angelique now readily gave herself up to the pleasure and ecstasy Nik’s lovemaking always aroused in her. She undulated her hips to meet the increasingly hard and fast thrusting of her husband’s cock deep inside her slick heat, gasping and groaning her pleasure as she felt the contracting of her pussy walls in warning her climax was imminent.

      Come with me, love, she encouraged, her hands grasping Nik’s bottom, her fingers digging into that muscular flesh as she felt the pulsing of their mutual climax. Bone-melting pleasure suffused her body as Nik’s seed flooded her channel.

      Dear God, that was incredible, Angel. Nik groaned into the curve of her neck several long minutes later. I had wondered— He broke off without finishing the sentence, his breath a warm caress against her skin, her red hair a silky curtain against his cheek.

      Yes?

      He raised his head. I was concerned if our lovemaking would be the same after Joshua was born. But it is more. So much more, he stated emotionally.

      Dr. Easton—

      Do not mention that man’s name in our marriage bed! Nik scowled darkly.

      Angelique gave another chuckle. Anyone would think you did not like the good doctor.

      His jaw tightened. He has seen parts of you no husband wishes to share with another man.

      He is a doctor.

      He’s also too young and handsome for any husband’s peace of mind. Doctors should necessarily be born old!

      Is he handsome? She raised innocent brows. I had not noticed.

      Liar, Nik scoffed.

      Angelique shrugged. He must be aged in his early thirties, so not that young, and he has always treated me with the utmost professional respect.

      I do not think it respectful for him to have advised you on what positions of lovemaking were safest and would be most comfortable during your pregnancy. Or, her husband continued as she would have spoken, that vigorous lovemaking during your final weeks could precipitate your contractions.

      But was he not proved correct?

      Nik’s brow lowered in a scowl. That is hardly the point, Angel.

      She laughed. It is exactly the point. We had a whole week of ‘vigorous lovemaking’ before my pains started, and Joshua arrived only three hours later.

      True, he conceded begrudgingly. God, Angel, he added with feeling, if anything, you are more beautiful and responsive now than you were before.

      I should hope so. I had taken on the proportions of an elephant just before Joshua was born.

      Your body was ripe with child and utterly desirable, he corrected sternly.

      I was also rapacious in my physical demands, she recalled fondly.

      Something I will never, ever complain about. Nik kissed her long and deeply. I— He broke off as a knock sounded on the door of their bedchamber. What the hell…! I have given instructions we are not to be disturbed during the afternoons. He frowned as he rose to his feet to pull on his robe and secure the belt about his waist before crossing the room to wrench open the door. What is it, Gulliver? he snapped at his butler.

      The man looked somewhat abashed. I am sorry to disturb you, Your Grace, but there is a…gentleman downstairs. The curl of the butler’s top lip said the visitor was not a gentleman at all. He insists he has come here straight from Newgate on an urgent matter.

      Nik’s brows rose to his hairline. The prison?

      Just so, Your Grace.

      And he is waiting downstairs to speak with me?

      The butler’s nose wrinkled with distaste. I asked him to wait outside, Your Grace.

      Nik could only surmise in what condition this so-called gentleman had come here that his butler had required the man remain outside the house. Take him to the kitchen and give him some warming broth while I dress, he instructed tersely. I will be down shortly.

      By the time he had closed the door and turned, Angelique had risen from the bed to pull on her own robe and fastened it. You do not suppose this has anything to do with my mother? She chewed worriedly on her bottom lip.

      Nik took her in his arms. She has been dead almost a year, Angel.

      I know, but—

      No buts, my love. His palms cradled each side of her face. That part of our lives is well and truly over. She will never hurt you or any of us ever again, he promised.

      She nodded. Perhaps this has something to do with your years as spymaster?

      Perhaps, he acknowledged noncommittally. Whatever this man wants with me, I am sure it has nothing to do with your mother. Nik smiled reassuringly before kissing Angel gently on the lips.

      Despite Nik’s assurances, Angelique could not help but worry after he had dressed and gone downstairs to talk to his visitor.

      The two of them had not discussed her mother this past year, or the events leading to that lady’s death, but that did not mean Angelique was not always aware of her mother’s malignant specter hovering over her shoulder, just waiting to destroy Angelique’s happiness for a second time.

      Chapter 2

      Newgate Prison,

      London.

      Uppity French bitch!

      Thinks she’s too good for the likes of us!

      Maybe we should teach ’er a lesson she ain’t gonna ferget in a ’urry?

      Monique cringed into the corner of the dank and foul-smelling prison cell she shared with at least a dozen other women, several of whom had taken exception to both her French name and her presence.

      As if it was Monique’s choice to find herself incarcerated in one of the Prince Regent’s most notorious and unsavory prisons!

      It most certainly was not. She would not be here at all if she had not been walking in the wrong place at the wrong time. Monique had been passing an affray on the pavement, where several prostitutes were being loaded into the back of a barred carriage, only to be mistaken for the same and bundled inside with those other women, despite her protests. Protests those prostitutes had obviously taken exception to.

      Nor, despite her name, was Monique in the least French. Admittedly, she had been born to a French mother, but in London two and twenty years ago. Her mother, an unmarried seamstress, had duly named her Monique out of an affection for her own mother.

      Unfortunately, with the end of England’s lengthy war against Napoleon only a little over a year old, that French name now condemned Monique in the eyes of even the lowest of whores.

      She had only been held a prisoner here for some hours, but during that time, the other female inmates had robbed her of her cloak, bonnet, and gown, along with her shoes. As it was December, and it had been snowing outside when Monique was taken into custody and incarcerated, and she now wore only her undergarments, she was also bitterly cold. Her face,

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