The Secrets of Mia Danvers
A lone witness finds her protector…
Since losing her sight in a childhood accident, Mia Danvers has resided in a small cottage on the vast Carrington estate. Thought to be dead, Mia lives a life of virtual seclusion—until one night, while walking home, she happens upon a horrendous crime.
Alex Foster, Eighth Duke of Carrington, lives according to society’s expectations for him. He’s never met the woman who lives in the cottage at the edge of his property. But when she arrives at his door in the pouring rain terrified and claiming she has witnessed a murder, she seizes his attention.
Mia is determined to help the authorities track down the culprit, even though the only person willing to accept her aid is the handsome, arrogant duke. Working closely together proves difficult as Mia’s beauty and independence tempts Alex to ignore convention and follow his desire. But what neither of them know is that this murderer has struck before in Whitechapel, taunting the British press only to vanish—a ruthless killer who knows that Mia is the only living witness to his crime…
on sale June 18, 2013
“DeHart weaves together a sensual love story and an intriguing mystery. Engaging to the very end.” ~Laura Griffin, NYT Bestselling and USA Today Bestselling Author
“Fans of Robyn DeHart will thrill to read The Secrets of Mia Danvers. With all the trademarks of a Robyn DeHart novel—sexy, fast-paced, adventurous, and emotionally complex characters—this novel is her most suspenseful yet. DeHart’s heroes always please, but I adored the heroine, Mia Danvers. She’s delightfully endearing, sensual, and unconventional. The Secrets of Mia Danvers is another fabulous read from one of the best historical romance authors writing today.” ~Shana Galen, National Bestselling Author
London, the Eighth of May, 1889
When she’d first moved into the cottage at the back of Lord Carrington’s estate, Mia Danvers had been told she could cut through the garden area to get to and from her home. She’d never done that though, always preferring to walk along the stone wall that surrounded the property. Nearly every day for the past nine years, she’d walked beside the wall, trailing her fingers across cobbled surface, letting the familiar stones guide her home. Today though she desperately wished she’d taken the route through the duke’s yard.
She sucked in her breath and tried to disappear into the shrubbery that sat between the wall and the alleyway. The cold stones behind her pressed into her back, chilling her skin beneath her heavy wool gown. Frigid rain dropped in slow rhythmic beats against her face and she forced her teeth to cease their chattering.
Not far from Mia’s hiding place, a girl whimpered on the alleyway. And beside that girl, a man chuckled, a gravelly deep laugh that raised the hairs on Mia’s arms.
“Please don’t hurt me,” the girl begged.
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