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With her reputation forever tarnished by a youthful indiscretion, lovely Emily Faringdon is resigned to a life of spinsterhood, until she embarks on an unusual correspondence and finds herself falling head over heels in love. Sensitive, intelligent, and high-minded, her noble pen pal seems to embody everything Emily has ever dreamed of in a man. But Simon Augustus Traherne, the mysterious Earl of Blade, is not at all what he seems.

Driven by dark, smoldering passions and a tragic secret buried deep within his soul, Blade has all of London cowering at his feet, but not Emily…never Emily. For even as she surrenders to his seductive charms, she knows the real reason for his amorous suit. And she knows that she must reach the heart of this golden-eyed dragon before the avenging demons of their entwined pasts destroy the only love she has ever known...

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ISBN-13: 9781501284540
Publisher: Brilliance Audio
Publication date: 08/11/2015
Edition description: Unabridged
Product dimensions: 5.25(w) x 6.75(h) x 0.50(d)

About the Author

Amanda Quick is the pseudonym for Jayne Ann Krentz, the author, under various pen names, of more than fifty New York Times bestsellers; there are more than 35 million copies of her books in print. She lives in Seattle.

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Chapter 1
The daughter was the key to his vengeance. He had understood that for months now. Through her he would have his revenge on the entire Faringdon clan, for of the four men who owed him for what had happened twenty-three years ago, Broderick Faringdon owed him the most of all.
She was the means by which he would regain his birthright and punish the one who had stolen it from him.
Simon Augustus Traherne, Earl of Blade, brought the big chestnut stallion to a halt amid a stand of bare elm trees and sat silently staring at the great house. He had not seen St. Clair Hall in twenty-three years but to his brooding eyes it looked much the same as it had the day he had left.
The gray light of a late winter sun caused the stone walls of the hall to gleam with the cold sheen of gray marble. The country house was starkly graceful, not a sprawling architectural jumble as so many similar residences were. It had been built in the Palladian style that had been popular in the last century and it had an air of grave and remote dignity.
The house was not as massive as some, but there was an unshakable, if chilly, elegance in every line, from the tall, stately windows to the wide staircase that led to the front door.
While the house had not changed, the landscape in which it stood definitely had, Simon noted. Gone were the austere, aloof vistas of endless green lawn punctuated with the occasional classical fountain. In their place were flower gardens.
A great many flower gardens.
Somebody had obviously run amok putting in flower gardens.
Even in the middle of winter the softening effect on the house was obvious. In the spring and summer St. Clair Hall’s cold gray walls would rise from amid a warm welter of brilliant flowers, cascading vines, and fancifully trimmed hedges.
It was ludicrous. The hall had never been a warm, inviting sort of house. It should not be surrounded by bright, cheerful gardens and hedges cut in silly shapes. Simon had a hunch he knew who was to blame for the outrageous landscaping.
The chestnut pranced restlessly. The earl absently patted the stallion’s neck with a leather-gloved hand. “Not long now, Lap Seng,” he muttered to the horse as he tightened the reins. “I’ll have that lot of Faringdon bastards out soon enough. After twenty-three years, I will finally have my revenge.”
And the daughter was the key.
It was not as if Miss Emily Faringdon was an innocent young chit fresh out of the schoolroom. She was four and twenty years old and, according to his hostess, Lady Gillingham, the young woman was well aware she had precious little chance of contracting a good marriage. There had been veiled references to some sort of scandal in the lady’s past, a scandal that had blighted any hope of a respectable alliance.
That fact made Emily Faringdon extremely useful.
It occurred to Simon that he had spent so many years living amid the strange cultures of the East Indies that he no longer thought quite like an Englishman. Indeed, his friends and acquaintances often accused him of being enigmatic and mysterious.
Perhaps it was true. Revenge, for example, was no longer a simple, straightforward concept for him, but rather one involving exquisite care and planning. In the Eastern manner, it required the destruction of an entire family, not just one member of it.
A decent English gentleman of noble birth would never have dreamed of using an innocent young woman in his quest for vengeance. But Simon found he had no problem with the notion. None at all.
In any event, if the rumors were true, the lady was not all that innocent.
Icy satisfaction settled deep inside Simon as he rode swiftly back toward the country house of his hosts. After twenty-three years of waiting, St. Clair Hall and vengeance were at last within his grasp.
Emily Faringdon knew she was in love. She had never met the object of her affections but that did not lessen her certainty in the least. She knew from his letters that Mr. S. A. Traherne was a man with whom her soul communicated on a higher plane. He was a paragon among males, an insightful man of refined sensibilities, a man of vision and intelligence, a man of strong character.
He was, in short, quite perfect.
It was unfortunate that the odds against her ever meeting him, let alone of developing a romantic liaison with him, were infinitely worse than the odds in a game of hazard.
Emily sighed, put on her silver-framed spectacles, and pulled S. A. Traherne’s letter from the stack of letters, newspapers, and journals that had arrived with the morning post. She had gotten very adept at spotting Traherne’s bold, graceful handwriting and his unusual dragon’s head seal during the past few months. Her extensive correspondence and wide variety of subscriptions always resulted in a great deal of mail stacked on the huge mahogany desk but she could always spot an S. A. Traherne letter.
She used the letter opener with great care so as not to damage the precious seal. Every part of an S. A. Traherne missive was very important and worthy of being stored forever in a special box Emily had bought for the purpose.
She was gently breaking the red wax seal when the library door opened and her brother sauntered into the room.
“Good morning, Em. I see you’re hard at work, as usual. Don’t know how you do it, sister dear.”
“Hello, Charles.”
Charles Faringdon gave his sister a brief peck on the cheek and then sank gracefully into the chair across from the wide desk. He gave her the careless, engaging smile that was a hallmark of the Faringdon men as he crossed his elegantly clad legs. “’Course, I don’t know what we’d all do if you did not enjoy burying yourself in here and poring over all that nasty, boring correspondence.”
Emily reluctantly put S. A. Traherne’s letter down on her desk and unobtrusively placed the latest copy of the The Gentleman’s Magazine over it. Traherne letters were private and personal items, not to be left lying out in the open where they might draw the casual interest of some other member of the family.
“You appear to be in excellent spirits,” she said lightly. “I assume you have recovered from the discouragement of your recent gaming losses and plan to return to town soon?” She peered at her handsome brother through the round lenses of her spectacles, aware of a familiar mixture of irritation and affection.
Emily loved Charles, just as she loved his twin, Devlin, and her easygoing, gregarious father. But there was no getting around the fact that there was a certain strain of irresponsible, devil-may-care casualness in the attitudes of the Faringdon men which could be extremely trying at times. Even her beautiful mother, who had died six years ago, had frequently complained of it.
Still, Emily had to admit that, with the rather glaring exception of herself, the Faringdons were a handsome bunch.
This morning Charles was magnificent as always in his riding clothes. His coat had been cut by Weston. Emily knew that because she had just paid the bill for it. His breeches were perfectly tailored to show off his excellent build and his boots were polished to a high gloss. Emily could almost see her reflection in them.
Tall, with hair so fair it looked like gilt in the sun and with eyes as blue as a summer sky, Charles was a typical Faringdon. In addition to the features of a young Adonis, he also had the Faringdon charm.
“As it happens, I am quite recovered,” Charles assured her cheerfully. “I leave for London in a few minutes. Fine day for riding. If you have any instructions for Davenport, I’ll be happy to convey them. I’m bound to beat the post back to town. Got a wager with Pearson on the matter, in fact.”
Emily shook her head. “No. Nothing for Mr. Davenport today. Perhaps next week when I get the news of the plans for the summer bean crop from my correspondents in Essex and Kent I will make some decisions.”
Charles wrinkled his handsome nose. “Beans. How can you possibly concern yourself with such things as bean production, Emily? So bloody boring.”
“No more boring than the details of iron manufacture, coal production, and wheat harvests,” she retorted. “I am surprised you do not exhibit a bit more interest in such matters yourself. Everything you enjoy in life, from your beautiful boots to that fine hunter you bought last month, is a direct result of paying attention to the details of such things as bean production.”
Charles grinned, held up his hands, palms out, and got to his feet. “No more lectures, Em. They’re even more boring than beans. In any event, the hunter is a spectacular animal. Father helped me choose him at Tattersall’s and you know father’s excellent eye for bloodstock.”
“Yes, but it was an awfully expensive hunter, Charles.”
“Think of the horse as an investment.” Charles gave her another quick kiss on the cheek. “Well, if there’s no news for Davenport, I’m off. See you again when I need a rest from the tables.”
Emily smiled wistfully up at him. “Give my regards to Papa and Devlin. I almost wish I were going up to London with you.”
“Nonsense. You always say you’re happiest here in the country where you’ve got plenty to do all day.” Charles strode toward the door. “In any event, it’s Thursday. You have a meeting of your literary society this afternoon, don’t you? You would not want to miss that.”
“No, I suppose not. Goodbye, Charles.”
“Goodbye, Em.”

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Scandal 4.1 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 81 reviews.
SimplySaid More than 1 year ago
Emily is a 24 year old hopeless romantic who because of an indiscretion in her past is doomed to spinsterhood. Then comes in the Earl of Blade (Simon) who wants to marry her even if she might seem ruined to everyone else, but wait it's not all as easy as that. Turns out Emily just fits in to a plan of vengeance Simon has plotted for years against Emily's father. Emily knows Simon's plans and marries him anyway because she is already so in love with this man. She hopes that in time Simon will come to love her too. Sometimes I want to shake some sense into Emily for being so naïve but I do adore her unwavering affection for this dragon man of hers. While this mysterious, powerful and dangerous man may scare off the entire ton all Emily sees is a flawless, noble, generous man. From the start Simon does find Emily quite intriguing but he cannot make sense of the thoughts going thought his little elfin wife's head. As Simon spends more and more times with his passionatley devoted wife he starts to wonder if he is as in control of the situation as he thinks he is.
Guest More than 1 year ago
Okay, this is not what I would consider your typical romance. I wont pretend the beginning was a little tedious to read (but the rest made up for that) and in the beginning the characters don¿t seem developed, but once you get into the middle and ending the books is incredible. What makes it different from other romances by most other authors is that this is an example, a true literary one that is, of what I consider unconditional love. Simon is cold at times and harsh, but once Emily knows that she loves him she doesn¿t ever give up showing him her love and trying to uncover the real Simon. This was not a battle of the wills Emily never tried to hide her feelings in fear of being hurt. It was so refreshing to read a book where I wasn¿t constantly frustrated because the main characters were trying not to get hurt by hiding their true feelings for one another. This is a real story, a real romance it makes you wish to be as trusting and open as Emily. It made me realized how guarded most other characters in romances are. Another difference was how the book mostly consisted about Emily and Simon¿s relationship, not some mystery or threat (although one comes up near the end, its brief and revealing and only enhances the real plot of the story, love). A must read and if your like me you'll soon be lining Amanda Quick¿s pockets for more of her books.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Every second of this book made me mad, i did not like how the book treated Emily, who is naive and down right stupid at times. I expect a romance to leave me in another realm of happiness, this one did not. Simon was always so dis-respectful and mean. I had to force myself to keep reading and then immediatly start reading another book. I usually love Amanda Quicks books but this one left me wanting. I wanted Emily to run and i wanted something horrible to happen to simon, i know thats sound bad but, it is the way the book made me feel.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Wonderful plot and love that they were strong characters along with the naive romantic main character. My problem is that her love was based off on falsity's and didn't stray even after she found out the truth and learned that he was opposite of what she thought him to be. His character never gave her any hope, nor any real civil conversations to make her build romantic notions even though she professed undying love. I wished that he would have at least portrayed some affection toward her along with the distant husband act that he was pushing onto her. They were always going their separate ways as well and only ever really conversed in the bedroom which I might add he would vacate once he bedded her. It left me with the feeling of having to find another romantic read immediately but this time with a couple who you could picture in love and not just a one-sided love story until the last 5 pages.
Guest More than 1 year ago
As always Amanda Quick has written a wonderful story!!!. Her characters are always very interesting and different. Not only are the stories full of romance, but humor and mistery as well. I fully recomend the reading of this book
NJ1231 More than 1 year ago
I love Scandal, by Amanda Quick. Scandal is an adventurous, humorous story about a man bent on revenge and a naive, romantic, intelligent young woman. His plan is to use her to take his revenge on her father. Her manipulations turn this into a funny, romantic historical that I could not put down. I was amazed to realize I have half way through the book, when I felt it had just begun.
morriss003 on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
Writing a Amanda Quick, Jayne Ann Krentz created a delightful collection of paperback regencies, the first of which was "Sandal. Here we see Krentz at her finest. Her women are strong and feminine, her men are somewhat arrogant but are surprised to find that they don't dominate the women who they come to love. Krentz is all about commitment, family and romance.
blingtastic on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
one of my favorite historicals from quick; perfect combination of chemistry, comedic twist; revenge and family loyalty; the heroine is witty and the hero is dark; PERFECT!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
As I write my review, I'm still chuckling. I have never laughed so much while reading a Regency Romance. Nice change and thoroughly enjoyable. Anyone giving this a low rating just doesn't understand the humor of it or doesn't have a sense of it! LORRAINE
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
That is the way to describe Emily. If I had to listen to her talk about the metaphysical plane ine more rime I was going to throw up. No one is that naive. The book as a whole was completely not worth my time.
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A fun read
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Generic Amanda Quick book
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This book was great and it reminded me of ABC's Scandal because of the acrions and the lives of the people that were in the book. I thought that this book was actually what the TV show was based off of but I was wrong like most of the time but I still like the book even though it was not what I expected a lot of strong main characters.
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