All hunky heroes are created equal, right? WRONG! We love our heroes. We discover a new one in every book we read, but what if we had to pick one? What if your two favorite heroes asked you the most terrifying question: Who would you choose? Welcome to a little thing we at OUAC like to call the HUNKY HERO SHOWDOWN!
Hero #1: Simon Iddesleigh, Viscount – The Raven Prince by Elizabeth Hoyt
|Hero #2: Marquis Warrick Barry – His for the Taking by Sarah Parr|
The Summary of The Raven Prince
Simon has a lot of vengeance that he plans to deal out. Several people must be called out for the murder of his brother. Simon is one of England’s best duelers and he’ll take them all out to avenge his brother. Until one day, Simon is beaten and left for dead in some backwoods village a day’s journey from London. There he meets Lucy Craddock-Hayes. Lucy is a quiet woman who has always expected that her life would turn out to be exactly as it has always been planned. She doesn’t question anything until she finds a man completely naked not far from her home and nurses him back to health. After that, her world will never be the same.
Lucy looked down at the stranger in her brother, David’s, bed and wondered again, who was he? He was so motionless that she had to concentrate to see the slight rise and fall of his chest. The bandages about his head only emphasized his infirmity and highlighted the bruising on his brow. He looked so terribly alone. Was anyone worried about him, perhaps anxiously awaiting his return?
One of his arms lay outside the covers. She touched it.
His hand flashed up and struck at her wrist, capturing and holding it. Lucy was so startled she only had time for a frightened squeak. Then she was staring into the palest eyes she’d ever seen. They were the color of ice.
“I’m going to kill you,” he spoke distinctly.
For a moment, she thought the grim words were for her and her heart seemed to stop in her breast.
His gaze shifted past her. “Ethan?” The man frowned as if puzzled and then he shut his weird eyes. In a minute more, the grip on her wrist grew slack and his arm fell back to the bed.
Lucy drew a breath. From the ache in her chest, it was the first since the man had seized her. She stepped back from the bed and rubbed her tender wrist. The man’s hand had been brutal, she’d have bruises in the morning.
Whom had he spoken to?
The Summary of His For the Taking
Karly is on a simple mission to reclaim a small token of hers in Warrick Barry’s home. He thinks her a criminal, one of the many smugglers on the open sea that he is working to capture. When he discovers that she is the daughter of an infamous pirate, he makes a bold and daring decision. He writes the King to demand they marry in order to use her and her knowledge in his investigation. After his investigation is concluded, they will seek an immediate annulment. He senses Karly is deeply involved and knows the only way to obtain more time and avoid her being immediately sent to the gallows is to become his wife. He also knows that she has a volatile sailor seeking to make her his mistress and a commander who treated her poorly seeking her out. Warrick believes the marriage will not only entitle him to Karly’s information, but also keep her safe from those who wish her harm. While their unusual partnership gains them information about the real smugglers, their mutual attraction sets them both off guard.
She was not asking for his opinion. Warrick gave her a nod and offered her the glass a second time. This time she took it.
“I said I wouldn’t order you not to go. I’m not going to beg you either.”
“I wouldn’t want that.”
He waited while she took a sip, watched the moisture as it clung to her mouth. “I want you here. It’s not the same without you.” Warrick reached out for her hand, halting short of his goal. It was Karly who bridged the distance by placing her hand, palm up, inside of his. He raised it to his lips, then pressed it to his cheek. “Is there anything I can say that will change your mind?”
Karly slid her hand over his and lowered his touch just above her heart. “Words are just that.”
“Then I’ll show you.”
She placed her hands on his chest. “We’ve already done that too.”
He bent to her anyway, meaning a light kiss, a touch of his heart. It hurt, the feel of her close and so far away. Acute pain began to burn deep, but he savored it. It meant he was alive and she was here…
“Is it too much?”
He jerked his head from side to side, hoping to mean no…he looked at her. “With another woman, I could have managed to resist, but not with you.”
“Have there been many?”
He gave her a half smile. “You’re all I want.”