Below her, seemingly tiny men walked with scythes on their shoulders, a few rode horses and one drove a team of oxen. A warm gust of wind tried to force her away from the edge but she braced her legs and refused to move. If what had already happened to her today and now what she faced did not sway her, no mere wind was going to break her stance. Her green eyes were dry but her throat was swollen shut with a lump of anger and unshed tears.
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Below her, seemingly tiny men walked with scythes on their shoulders, a few rode horses and one drove a team of oxen. A warm gust of wind tried to force her away from the edge but she braced her legs and refused to move. If what had already happened to her today and now what she faced did not sway her, no mere wind was going to break her stance. Her green eyes were dry but her throat was swollen shut with a lump of anger and unshed tears. A muscle in her jaw flexed and unflexed as she breathed deeply, trying to control her pounding heart.
Another gust of wind blew her tangled mass of honey blonde hair away from her back and, unbeknownst to Elizabeth, one last pearl disentangled itself and slid down the torn, dirty red silk of her dress. Elizabeth lifted her eyes toward heaven, unblinking at the bright daylight. No man will make me submit to his will. Slowly, as if she had all the time in the world, Elizabeth turned to the man, and the coldness in her eyes made him take a step backward. Elizabeth nearly lost balance, but by a supreme concentration she managed to stay upright and began to walk forward.
And from what I hear this Miles Montgomery is the man to give you what you need. He stood by, watching insolently as Elizabeth struggled to stand, her feet tangled in her skirt, her bound hands making her awkward.
For a moment he touched her cheek, the soft ivory skin, running a dirty fingertip over her delicate lips. You and I could be nice to each other and Lord Pagnell would never know. Montgomery will take your virginity anyway, so what difference does a day or so make? It cost her a great deal of pain in her sore body as his hand came out to strike her face, but she ducked expertly and began to run. Her tied hands made speed impossible and John caught her easily, grabbing what was left of her skirt and causing her to fall, face down, on the ground.
Men like you never risk harm to their own precious selves. In disgust, he moved away from her and angrily walked back toward the horses. Elizabeth sat up and tried to regain her calm. She was quite good at not showing her inner emotions and now she wanted to save all her strength for the ordeal to come. The name rang in her head. Of all her fears, of all her terrors in life, the name Montgomery seemed to be the cause of them all.
A Montgomery had caused her sister-in-law to lose her beauty and most of her sanity. And indirectly, a Montgomery had caused her own capture. When Elizabeth tried to rescue the girl, Pagnell had caught them and, as a joke, had decided to have Elizabeth delivered to her enemy, a Montgomery. Pagnell had bound and gagged Elizabeth, rolled her in a filthy piece of canvas and ordered his man, John, to deliver her to the notoriously lecherous, satyric, hot-blooded Miles Montgomery. Of all the four Montgomery men, Elizabeth knew that the youngest, a boy of only twenty years, just two years older than Elizabeth, was the worst.
She thought it much more likely that Miles Montgomery was like her dead brother Edmund and had ordered women to his bed. She was a pretty girl with big dark eyes and swaying hips. Eleven months later, a traveling musician brought them the news that Bridget had been delivered of a large, healthy boy who she named James Montgomery. It was freely admitted that Miles was the father.
Velvet Montgomery Annuals Tetralogy Series
Start your review of Velvet Angel Velvet Montgomery Annuals Tetralogy 4 Write a review Shelves: bad-boys , historical-schmorical , alpha-heroes As this is the end of the Velvet saga I will be doing a series review first and then a short review for book 4 so if youre interested in this historical romance series ignore my other individual reviews and read this consolidated one. Youll take your time in giving your love but once it is given, no power on earth or hell will break that love. I always refer to this series as a saga since it tells one gigantic story and each book is just a chopped fourth of the tale which explains the horrendous endings for the first three books. Just what is it about these Montgomery brothers? While reading each of their books I wanted to bash them with a brick, sure, but taking a step back and really considering their place in this whole saga made me appreciate who they were. These women truly challenge the social decorum and hierarchy of their time, making them all the more refreshing and fun to read about.
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