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HATING HER KING

'Gwen pushed him back, trying to create enough space between them. "I do not love you." Alexander smirked. "You do. You just don't know that you do." Gwen moved back. "Do you know the ways of my heart." "Yes, I do. And it tells the truth. You are only too stubborn to acknowledge it." He moved closer, pressing her against the wall. "When you decide to tell yourself the truth, I will be waiting." He kissed her forehead. "But don't make me wait long. I am not as patient as people think." This time he kissed her lips and staked off, leaving Gwen in a complete daze.' Marriage and a family is all life is to Gwen and she would see to it that she is not humiliated before then. A wife, and not a mistress is what she plans to be, but what can be done when the king of her country makes a proposal to put her by his side? Alexander is used to getting what he wants and getting his way, after all, he is King. But when he sets his eyes on the young and beautiful Guinevere who is just as stubborn as he is, will making her stay at the castle earn him her love, or will it be the beginning of his undoing? (Hating Her King is the sequel to Loving Her Duke and is also the second book of the British Blood Trilogy.)

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You Should Never Have Gone After Guinevere

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The light patter of the rain drummed against the windows and roof, drowning out whatever murmurs carried on among the ministers, yet left enough silence to whoever spoke out loud. The room had darkened with the rain, a chill settled in the air, but Alexander's simmering anger kept him warm. He watched the proceedings intently, his gaze sharp, noting the smugness of Denney's expression. His uncle still believed himself untouchable, did he not? He was soon to be profoundly surprised.

They had moved on from Featings to Lady Farrington.

"Lady Farrington should be subjected to the same punishment as any traitor." Lord Edwardley declared. "There should be no particular care awarded."

"My Lord! I only did what I was commanded to do!" Lady Farrington cried out, tears streaming down her face.

"You spread vile words and told vicious rumours about the king's bride." Lord Michaelson countered coldly.