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| − | [[Category:Category Romance]] [[Category:1993 Releases]] [[Category:Contemporary]] | + | [[Category:Category Romance]] [[Category:1993 Releases]] [[Category:Contemporary]][[category:West Virginia]] |
* '''Author''': [[Jule McBride]] | * '''Author''': [[Jule McBride]] | ||
| − | * '''Publisher''': [[ | + | * '''Publisher''': [[Harlequin American Romance]] [[Harlequin American Romance By The Numbers|# 500]] |
| − | * '''Year''': | + | * '''Year''': 1993 |
| − | * '''Setting''': | + | * '''Setting''': West Virginia |
| − | * '''Amazon Listing''' | + | * '''Amazon Listing''': [http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0373165005/ref=nosim/103-3685024-2000659?n=283155 Wild Card Wedding] |
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| + | == Book Description == | ||
| + | With only weeks until her society wedding, bride-to-be Peachy Lofton fled Manhattan for the West Virginia backwoods--only to find herself staring down a shotgun at Bronson West. | ||
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| + | One look at her spike heels and feather boa and Bronson knew the woman didn't have a drop of deep-down humanity in her soul. What she had was the audacity to start sassing him, and he silenced her with his favorite remedy--a sizzling kiss. | ||
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| + | His lips spoke of a passion as old as the mountains themselves, and his scent was headier than the fresh country air. Bronson tasted of fate--her fate... | ||
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| + | But Peachy had already sworn to wed another man. | ||
Latest revision as of 23:21, 24 January 2008
- Author: Jule McBride
- Publisher: Harlequin American Romance # 500
- Year: 1993
- Setting: West Virginia
- Amazon Listing: Wild Card Wedding
Book Description
With only weeks until her society wedding, bride-to-be Peachy Lofton fled Manhattan for the West Virginia backwoods--only to find herself staring down a shotgun at Bronson West.
One look at her spike heels and feather boa and Bronson knew the woman didn't have a drop of deep-down humanity in her soul. What she had was the audacity to start sassing him, and he silenced her with his favorite remedy--a sizzling kiss.
His lips spoke of a passion as old as the mountains themselves, and his scent was headier than the fresh country air. Bronson tasted of fate--her fate...
But Peachy had already sworn to wed another man.
