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Lesley R. Winters
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THE STABLE BOY
“Looks like you need some help,” The Stable Boy told Frederick, and in a moment he had slipped his muscled
CELEBRITY LIST: Harvard Professors Starring in Trashy Romances
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The Stable Boy
“Incest?” said The Stable Boy. “Wivout e’en a peep of a doubt,” replied Oliver K. Swindleton, rubbing his hands together.
THE STABLE BOY: Chapter 13
Frederick could not help singing as he dressed that morning. It was good to be back home in England. “I
The Stable Boy: Chapter 12
Roxanna sped from the garden, her hands as white as cream and her cheeks flushed with feeling. She had resisted
The Stable Boy: Chapter 11
When Roxanna came through the front door of that villa on the hill, the afternoon’s buttery sunshine seemed to trail
The Stable Boy: Chapter 10
Deep in the lower galleries of the Uffizi, a marble statue of Narcissus gazed into his mirrored pool. The statue
The Stable Boy
Frederick, Felicity, and Prince Filippo Fumagalli entered the narrow courtyard of the Uffizi, their footsteps ringing off the pavement stones
The Stable Boy: Chapter 8
A keening whistle sounded over the Italian countryside as a small train appeared in the middle distance. At the fairground
The Stable Boy
Monsieur Jacques had never had to paint in such proportions before. His brush erect above the canvas, he paused, deliberated,
The Stable Boy
Cradling a basket piled high with firm, round loaves of bread, tender grapes, and delicately decaying cheeses, Roxanna sped merrily
THE STABLE BOY
Felicity threw her tawdry romance novel to the floor with a furious exclamation. She had to stop reading such filth.
The Stable Boy
Felicity had been bouncing up and down for over an hour; her cheeks were flushed and her thighs throbbed. “Stable
The Stable Boy
When the Viscountess Felicity Fabreigh opened her eyes the following morning, she was still in deshabille. She lay there awhile
The Stable Boy
It is a truth universally acknowledged, that an unhappily wed couple, having practically entombed themselves in a country house of