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Jane Austen's most famous lovers, Darcy
and Elizabeth, return in a tale of romance, adventure, and danger set
in the heart of the Caribbean.
NO GREATER LOVE
Darcy’s sudden, passionate kiss
sweeps Elizabeth into a bliss she has never known...but their love is
short-lived. On a field of honor, Wickham, once again, engages in an
irresponsible act, which leaves Darcy mortally wounded and Elizabeth
broken. Refusing to leave Darcy’s side, the last vestiges of her
reputation are shattered, and when Elizabeth sees Darcy in his
coffin, she is ruined in more ways than one. Devastated and without
hope, reluctantly she agrees to accompany friends to Grenada, a
Caribbean island on the brink of revolution.
Things are not what they seem. Darcy
hasn’t died, but Elizabeth is gone and he fears it is too late to
recapture what he has lost. As he struggles to recuperate, he must
put aside his pride and his heritage in order to find the only woman
he will ever love. Never before has Darcy sacrificed so much for a
passion he fought against so vehemently. And never before has
Elizabeth’s strength of character been stronger - it is the only
thing standing between her and an end that doesn’t include
Darcy.
Read an Excerpt:
She was grateful for all he was doing
for her, and for her family despite its low connections and its
unseemly behavior. Gratitude, however, was not her overwhelming
emotion at that moment. She wanted him to take her in his arms. She
wanted to kiss him good-bye, again and again. He turned to look at
her once more.
She swallowed hard. His eyes. They bore
into her like a dagger. It was now or never. What if he were killed?
What if he lay in his grave never knowing that she loved him? He was
prepared to sacrifice everything for her, his position, his
reputation, his wealth, and now he was prepared to sacrifice his
life. Could she hold her reputation above that?
He turned away from her and headed to
the door. She could not let him go without telling him of her
feelings. What if he was mistaken? What if Wickham killed her father
and killed him too?
As he opened the door and exited, she
said in a barely audible tone, “I love you.” She waited for the
click of the door. It did not come.
The door opened again, and Darcy
entered the room once more.
“What did you say?” he asked.
She faltered for a moment, then
repeated, “I love you,” louder this time. It all happened in an
instant. She did not move and yet she was in his arms. He strode
across the room with such force that he lifted her off the ground.
The touch of his body was intoxicating. Suddenly, a dark cloud
crossed his face, and he let her down. He still had not kissed her.
“Perhaps you are only grateful to
me,” he said, pulling away slightly, but not letting go of her. Oh
no, no, he would know. She reached up and caressed his cheek.
She watched his face. His eyes searched
hers as if he would find in them the truth he wanted to know. She
touched his face again. He kissed her.
About the Author:
I’ve always been a storyteller. When
I was little, I used to tell my sister stories before we went to
sleep. Most of them were serials – Superman and the like. It never
occurred to me until much later in life that I should try my hand at
writing.
Most of my career, I’ve been a music
teacher. I’ve found music such a help when crafting a story. I
actually see the structure of a book as if it was a musical
composition. As for the nuts and bolts of my life, I grew up in the
Chicago area and was a teacher there for quite a few years. I had a
chance to teach at an international school in Dar Es Salaam in
Tanzania, and I spent two years there. After adopting my son, we
spent four years at an international school in the Philippines.
During that time, I began writing. Now I live in the western U.S.
Most of my work has been screenplays.
Over the years, I’ve won or placed well in competitions. I’m
telling you this so you don’t think I sat down one day and wrote a
novel out of the blue. I’ve spent many years working and
learning.
A long time ago someone called me “an
insatiable romantic.” I hope that's still true.
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