Tasty Book Tours Presents: Day Of The Duchess And A Giveaway

A love that neither can deny…

Scandal & Scoundrel #3
Sarah MacLean
Releasing June 27, 2017
Avon Books

The one woman he will never forget…

Malcolm Bevingstoke, Duke of Haven, has lived the last three years in self-imposed solitude, paying the price for a mistake he can never reverse and a love he lost forever. The dukedom does not wait, however, and Haven requires an heir, which means he must find himself a wife by summer’s end. There is only one problem—he already has one.

The one man she will never forgive…

After years in exile, Seraphina, Duchess of Haven, returns to London with a single goal—to reclaim the life she left and find happiness, unencumbered by the man who broke her heart. Haven offers her a deal; Sera can have her freedom, just as soon as she finds her replacement…which requires her to spend the summer in close quarters with the husband she does not want, but somehow cannot resist.

A love that neither can deny…

The duke has a single summer to woo his wife and convince her that, despite their broken past, he can give her forever, making every day...

Chapter 1
August 19, 1836
House of Lords, Parliament

She’d left him two years, seven months ago, exactly.
Malcolm Marcus Bevingstoke, Duke of Haven looked to the tiny wooden calendar wheels inlaid into the blotter on his desk in his private office above the House of Lords.
August the nineteenth, 1836. The last day of the parliamentary session, filled with pomp and idle. And lingering memory. He spun the wheel with the six embossed upon it. Five. Four. He took a deep breath.
Get out. He heard his own words, cold and angry with betrayal, echoing with quiet menace. Don’t ever return.
He touched the wheel again. August became July. May. March.
January the nineteenth, 1834. The day she left.
His fingers moved without thought, finding comfort in the familiar click of the wheels.
April the seventeenth, 1833.
The way I feel about you . . . Her words now—soft and full of temptation. I’ve never felt anything like this.
He hadn’t, either. As though light and breath and hope had flooded the room, filling all the dark spaces. Filling his lungs and heart. And all because of her.
Until he’d discovered the truth. The truth, which had mattered so much until it hadn’t mattered at all.
Where had she gone?
The clock in the corner of the room ticked and tocked, counting the seconds until Haven was due in his seat in the hallowed main chamber of the House of Lords, where men of higher purpose and passion had sat before him for generations. His fingers played the little calendar like a virtuoso, as though they’d done this dance a hundred times before. A thousand.
And they had.
March the first, 1833. The day they met.
So, they let simply anyone become a duke, do they? No deference. Teasing and charm and pure, unadulterated beauty.
If you think dukes are bad, imagine what they accept from duchesses?
That smile. As though she’d never met another man. As though she’d never wanted to. He’d been hers the moment he’d seen that smile. Before that. Imagine, indeed.
And then it had fallen apart. He’d lost everything, and then lost her. Or perhaps it had been the reverse. Or perhaps it was all the same.
Would there ever be a time when he stopped thinking of her? Ever a date that did not remind him of her? Of the time that had stretched like an eternity since she’d left?
Where had she gone?
The clock struck eleven, heavy chimes sounding in the room, echoed by a dozen others sounding down the long, oaken corridor beyond, summoning men of longstanding name to the duty that had been theirs before they drew breath.
Haven spun the calendar wheels with force, leaving them as they lay. November the thirty-seventh, 3842. A fine date—one on which he had absolutely no chance of thinking of her.

Every duchess has her day.  Of course for most of them, that day comes when they marry their duke. But for Seraphina Bevingstoke, Duchess of Haven, that day will be when she divorces hers.
Day Of The Duchess may be the third book in the Scandal and Scoundrel series.  But it is a surprising unique tale, told with a with a dramatic and romantic flair as only Sarah MacLean can.  

At its heart.  This is a story of what happens when love meets deception.  Or more to the point. When a manipulative, social climbing mother is allowed to "insert" manipulation into matters of the heart unnecessarily.  Thereby, setting into motion a chain of events which quickly go from bad to worse for both Seraphina, and her duped duke.

But Seraphina is resourceful if nothing else, and she is more than determined to have the life that she wants in spite of her past.  A life that can only start after her marriage ends.
A life that may not hold the promise of wedded bliss, home and children.  But a life of purpose, nonetheless.

But first she must get the man who holds her heart to let her go.

For his part, Malcolm Bevingstoke, Duke of Haven, has no intention of giving up the woman that he loves.  All it has taken is 3 years without her and her surprise appearance on the floor of the House of Lords, to remind him of why.
Now it is he, who must dupe his Duchess.  In the hopes that he might heal the wounds of the past, and win back both her hand and her heart.
While she sets about choosing the woman meant to replace her.

Authoress, Sarah MacLean combines English history, mythology, and her own special brand of story in this most bittersweet of tales.  
Reader hearts will break for both Seraphina and Malcolm.  While at the same time one will want to throttle the pair.  Who always seem to "miss the boat" on understanding each other's deepest desires.  Almost to the point where there are no boats left.
This is a book that will break your heart.  Right before it gives you all the pieces back.  
Of course!

New York Times, Washington Post & USA Today bestseller Sarah MacLean is the author of historical romance novels that have been translated into more than twenty languages, and winner of back-to-back RITA Awards for best historical romance from the Romance Writers of America.

Sarah is a leading advocate for the romance genre, speaking widely on its place at the nexus of gender and cultural studies. She is the author of a monthly column celebrating the best of the genre for the Washington Post. Her work in support of romance and the women who read it earned her a place on Jezebel.com's Sheroes list of 2014 and led Entertainment Weekly to call her "gracefully furious." A graduate of Smith College & Harvard University, Sarah now lives in New York City with her husband and daughter.

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