{"id":253293,"date":"2026-07-13T02:42:59","date_gmt":"2026-07-12T23:42:59","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/a-rose-at-midnight-jacqueline-navin\/"},"modified":"2026-07-13T02:42:59","modified_gmt":"2026-07-12T23:42:59","slug":"a-rose-at-midnight-jacqueline-navin","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/a-rose-at-midnight-jacqueline-navin\/","title":{"rendered":"A Rose At Midnight – Jacqueline Navin"},"content":{"rendered":"
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Sexually, they were more than compatible, they were combustible. Which was a fine blessing as they were to concentrate on getting her with child. Rising from the bed, she slipped on her silk wrapper and went to the French doors which opened onto a small parapet. The night was too cool, so she shut the doors and locked them, then went out to the sitting room where she lit a lone candle to keep her company.<\/p>\n

Lifting the cushion of one of the chairs, she reached into the springs and pulled out the black box containing her diamond necklace. Old habits die hard, and as ridiculous as it had felt to hide the box in a sofa cushion, she had done it because she had wanted to secrete the wondrous gift away, treasuring the knowledge that this gorgeous piece now belonged to her.<\/p>\n

Holding the choker in her hands, she watched the dazzling sparkle of white fire. Yet ever since Magnus had given it to her four days ago, she had fought a battle of conscience. This single piece of jewelry could pay the fees for the finest sanatorium in Switzerland, but could she bear to betray her husband? She wondered if she should simply tell him about James. If there was one thing she had learned, it was that Magnus was a kind man, with a well- developed sense of responsibility.<\/p>\n

Surely, upon learning of his brother-in- law\u2019s condition, he would wish to help. But would he hold her deception against her? She had misled him. She had done more than that\u2014she had openly lied to him. Caroline was not foolish enough to believe all men were like her father, but she couldn\u2019t help think of Louis Wembly and how he had coldly, unfeelingly dismissed everyone else\u2019s feelings and needs as unimportant.<\/p>\n

He had been a disgusting man, consumed with himself, so much so he had committed the most despicable act of depravity a person could dare. Magnus was not like him, not the Magnus she was discovering. But there were the rumors. He was a jade. He didn\u2019t even argue that point. Being called a scoundrel only made him chuckle. And his moods were unpredictable, his good will unreliable. True, he was generous.<\/p>\n

Even caring. He had, at times, been vicious as well. If she told him, and he turned her out\u2014if for nothing else than for not having been completely forthcoming from the beginning\u2014then her brother\u2019s life was forfeit. As much as she was growing to care for Magnus, as much as she might admire him, she could never trust him that far, not with something so precious.<\/p>\n

Gazing at the necklace, she realized she hadn\u2019t yet tried it on. Perhaps she was afraid if she did so, she wouldn\u2019t be able to part with it. Rising, she went to the looking glass and attempted to fasten it around her neck.<\/p>\n

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\u201cThat is not my opinion,\u201d Carolyn corrected. \u201cOh? Then I see I have been too tame.\u201d Magnus came to her chair and, taking her hand, drew her to her feet. \u201cI hope I have not left you with any misconceptions. Now, come and kiss me goodbye.\u201d She started at his boldness. He chuckled. \u201cIn less than a week, we shall share more than that, Cara.<\/p>\n

Having second thoughts?\u201d \u201cNo!\u201d she declared a little too vehemently. He was close and she found it difficult to breathe. And his hand resting high on her waist, just under her breast, was giving off a scalding heat. There was some vague knowledge that he was toying with her, trying to shock.her. Despite his tender courtship today, she must remember Magnus was the infamous Earl of Rutherford, of whom she had heard so much ill. 1kitap1.com\/en Dear Reader, If you\u2019ve never read a Harlequin Historical, you\u2019re in for a treat.<\/p>\n

We offer compelling, richly developed stories that let you escape to the past-by some of the best writers in the field! We are delighted with the return of Jacqueline Navin, who is quickly becoming known for her wonderfully stormy Medieval tales with \u201cto-die- for\u201d heroes. Her first Regency, A Rose at Midnight, has the same passion and charm.<\/p>\n

When the powerful, roguish Earl of Rutherford thinks he is dying, he finds a wife to have his child. A penniless countess marries him because she secretly needs the money to care for her ailing brother. Neither realize that their fateful marriage of convenience will blossom into a profound love\u2026..<\/p>\n

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And don\u2019t miss Hawken\u2019s Wife, book three of THE WEDDING TRAIL series by RITA Award finalist Rae Muir. Here, tomboy Meggie Maclntyre falls for an amnesiac mountain man whose past life threatens their future together. Whatever your tastes in reading, you\u2019ll be sure to find a romantic journey back to the past between the covers of a Harlequin Historical\u00ae novel. Sincerely, Tracy Farrell, Senior Editor Please address questions and book requests to: Harlequin Reader Service U.S.: 3010 Walden Ave., P.O. Box 1325, Buffalo, NY 14269 Canadian: P.O.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

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