He called himself Peregrine, and like the falcon he was wild and free. He was superbly handsome, fabulously wealthy, overwhelmingly seductive. He cut a dazzling swath through Victorian London - and wove a web of desire around beautiful and proud Lady Sara St. James, pledged to wed another man.
In Peregrine's arms Sara learned the meaning of forbidden passion - and forbidding mystery. Only the burning power of love could pierce Peregrine's chilling silence about his secret past and hidden purpose . . . as Sara plunged into a whirlpool of yearning and uncertainty with a man who was everything a woman could want or fear . . .
