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A Deadly Game of Deception
Notorious and beautiful, Vidia Swanson works as an "angel," trying to coax incriminating secrets from powerful men who may or may not be traitors of the Crown. Her latest target is suspected of stealing gold from Wellington's troops, but matters take an alarming turn when Vidia realizes that her spymaster thinks she is the one who is tainted—a double agent working for Napoleon.
Backed into a corner, she can only hope to stay one step ahead of the hangman in a race to stop the next war before it destroys her—and destroys England. Tainted Angel offers up a compelling game of cat and mouse in which no one can be trusted and anyone can be tainted.
"Espionage and passion—Regency style—burning up the pages from chapter one."—New York Times bestselling author Raine Miller
"A world of spies and traitors where no one is quite what they seem and the truth is only true for a moment...a thrilling take that will keep you guessing until the very last page."—Victoria Thompson, author of Murder in Chelsea
- Sales Rank: #527859 in eBooks
- Published on: 2013-06-04
- Released on: 2013-06-04
- Format: Kindle eBook
Review
"An exhilarating Napoleonic adventure in which no one is what they seem, including the intrepid hero and heroine. My kind of book!" - Teresa Grant, author of The Paris Affair
"A delightful romp with as many twists and turns as Regency London's streets! Anne Cleeland re-creates a world of spies and traitors where no one is quite what they seem and the truth is only true for a moment. Is heroine Vidia Swanson working for England or France? And will her lover Carstairs save or execute her? A thrilling tale that will keep you guessing until the very last page." - Victoria Thompson, author of Murder in Chelsea
"Espionage and steamy passion--Regency style--burning up the pages from chapter one." - New York Times bestselling author Raine Miller
"I stayed up well into the night reading this book. You will, too." - Linda Banche and Her Historical Hilarity
"An thrilling spy novel with romance to offer too." - Book Girl of Mur-y-Castell
"Tainted Angel offers up a compelling game of cat and mouse in which no one can be trusted and anyone can be tainted." - Fresh Fiction
"She created memorable characters, a plot that sizzles, and a happy-ever-after with a touch of humor. Good Reading!" - Long and Short Reviews
"If you like romance novels that are clever and witty, Tainted Angel is fun to escape with. " - Library of Clean Reads
"Tainted Angel was an eventful read. " - Urban Girl Reader
"There was a lot I thoroughly enjoyed. I liked the duplicity in all the characters. The humor. The willingness on Vidia's part to forgive being double-crossed, time and time again. " - Luxury Reading
About the Author
Anne Cleeland holds a degree in English from UCLA as well as a law degree from Pepperdine University and is a member of the California State Bar. She writes historical fiction set in the Regency period and contemporary romantic suspense. A member of the Historical Novel Society, she lives on Balboa Island, California and has four children. Her first novel was Tainted Angel.
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Chapter 1
Out of habit, Vidia ran a quick thumb over her pistol's firing mechanism and tried to remember if she had reloaded both barrels after that little incident at Seven Dials a month ago-truly, she should have checked it before now but who could have foreseen that she'd need her weapon tonight of all nights. Walking forward with a brisk step that was meant to discourage interaction, she flipped one end of her wrap over the opposite shoulder and avoided eye contact with the wretched souls who littered this particular circle of hell, although most were no doubt insensibly drunk. Her object was a notorious tavern in this notorious corner of London's underworld, but she was not dressed for discretion, having been called away from the ambassador's soirée on some undisclosed emergency. Indeed, her thin slippers were already damp from an unidentified wetness and it would be best not to contemplate the state of her hem after this assignment-and the gown one of her favorites, too; red silk satin, the décolletage too low for good taste. Red was the color of choice in her line of work in that it camouflaged the occasional bloodstain.
"Ha'penny an' yer prayers, miss." The beggar made so bold as to grasp Vidia's sleeve, pathetically hunched over and whining through his teeth with a slight whistling sound.
"Step aside, if you please." From the looks of it, there would be dirty finger marks on her poor abused gown, but such hazards came with the territory in this part of town and she hoped it would not be necessary to take stronger measures; it was always best not to draw attention before the territory could be assessed-not that she held any real hope of evading notice, dressed as she was.
The beggar gave way, but not before lifting his face so that she caught a glimpse of shrewd grey eyes beneath the brim of his greasy hat. Making a show of straightening the seams of her gloves she paused beside him, the delicate contours of her face illuminated by the low light of the gas lamps. "You need to work on your technique, methinks. You cannot expect to make a living begging unless you tell me something complimentary-insist that you've never seen a tastier piece."
The beggar leaned back into the shadowy alcove so that she could no longer see his eyes and the voice that emanated from the darkness was suddenly cultured and correct. "What point? You are immune to pretty compliments, I imagine. Better to make an appeal for pity, if one can assume a heart beats within that cold breast of yours."
Vidia tilted her head so that the shadows hid her face except for her slow, curving smile. "Lord, you'll not win a ha'penny with that kind of remark, my friend; I give you good advice-tell me I'm a pretty young thing-"
"Not so very young, after all."
"Are you quite finished?" she asked in a mild tone.
The beggar bowed with exaggerated courtesy. "Your pardon; I forget myself."
She lifted a graceful hand to check that both her diamond earbobs were secure, and continued as though she hadn't been interrupted. "Flattery should be your stock in trade-or comedy. Anything is more appealing than pitiful-take it from one who knows."
With an edge of derision, her companion openly scoffed from the recesses of the stained brick wall. "As though one such as you has ever had need to beg for anything-from anyone."
"Only from God," she assured him. "And with mixed results."
He did not respond for a moment, and she leaned forward to smooth her skirts so that she could slide her gaze toward him-she dare not linger here for long in conversation with a beggar; he would risk his cover. "To what do I owe this honor, sir?"
From his position in the shadows the beggar jerked his chin toward the tavern behind him. "Carstairs has gone out of coverage-he's in there and profoundly drunk, I'm afraid. He's like to attract trouble or start spilling state secrets-neither course is acceptable."
Carstairs. Vidia contemplated the dirty window behind him that proclaimed "The Bowman Inn" in fading gilt letters. The door opened for a moment and Vidia could hear raised drunken voices and the clatter of cheap tin cups before it closed again. Not a reputable tavern and apparently matters were urgent or she wouldn't have been summoned on such short notice-she was in coverage, herself, and he wouldn't have sent for her save as a last resort. "Poor man-there is nothing like a low place to make one feel doubly low."
But the grey-eyed beggar had little sympathy and made an impatient sound. "Spare me the excuses-he should know better. An extraction is needful; best get him out before he breaks some heads or allows a French agent to seduce him."
"Where do I deliver him?" With a twitch of silken fabric, she turned to rearrange her wrap over her elbows so that two men heading into the tavern could not see her face as they passed.
"Back to his cover-don't take him home as yet; I will make an assessment to determine if any harm's been done. A curse on all women-"
"Sirrah," she admonished, daring to tease him.
The beggar made another exaggerated bow. "Present company excepted, then. If you need assistance you have only to signal-others stand ready but it would be best to keep a low profile."
If she thought it odd that someone as recognizable as herself would be sent on a low-profile assignment, she left the thought unsaid; after all, the grey-eyed man was the head of their organization and he was presumably no fool. All in all, she was rather surprised he had taken a direct role in this retrieval-she usually received her orders from lesser beings and had little contact with the spymaster. But no question that Carstairs was too valuable to risk; he would be involved in only the highest-level assignments, which made his current situation all the more alarming.
Reaching into her reticule, she tossed the beggar a guinea, which he caught with a swift movement at odds with his appearance. "For your troubles," she teased with her slow smile, then bowed formally as though she was still at the ambassador's soirée. The beggar made a show of biting the coin between surprisingly white, even teeth. "Thank 'ee," he rasped, his persona firmly back in place as he scuttled off, hunched over and limping. She was all admiration-one would never guess he stood over six foot.
As she approached the door, Vidia took a quick, assessing glance at the assorted figures that loitered outside the building in various stages of drunkenness. She had learned a hard lesson, once, about the necessity of securing one's retreat and did not care to repeat the experience. Squaring her shoulders, she pushed open the battered door to the Bowman and paused on the threshold to survey the interior, quickly estimating the size of the crowd and identifying potential exits. A hush fell almost immediately, but she hardly noticed; such a reaction to her appearance was to be expected and could be used or not used to her advantage, depending upon the assignment. If this one was to be low profile-well, she would do her best to be discreet but since one of her earbobs was worth more than anyone in the room could hope to see in a lifetime, this seemed a tall order. No matter; best get on with it.
Moving forward in a languid fashion, she quickly scanned the crowded room and spotted Carstairs leaning on his elbows at the corner of the bar, bringing a tin cup unsteadily to his lips and giving her the barest glance of disinterest. She had to give him credit-he knew better than to present his back to the room, even drunk as a sailor. There seemed little doubt he was quite drunk-small wonder the spymaster was concerned; Carstairs was the keeper of many secrets.
She advanced toward the bar and kept her eyes fixed upon her mark, hoping to extract him quickly and without inciting undue notice-or at least more than could be helped, given that she was so very noticeable. It was too much to be hoped for, however-one of the Bowman's drunken patrons made so bold as to step before her to impede her progress, glancing at his fellows so they could appreciate his temerity. With an insolent grin, he looked her up and down and pronounced, "I gots wot yer lookin' fer, me foine lady."
Pausing, she openly assessed him with an amused smile on her lips. "That is as may be, my friend-but you don't have what I am looking for, which is fifty guineas."
The man whistled in appreciation, hitching his thumbs in his braces and glancing at the assembled men. "No one 'ere's got that much o' the ready in a twelve-month, lady-ye must be lost."
"Not I," she teased with a hand on his arm. "I am here to gather up the lost-do step aside." She softened the command with a dazzling smile and a slow wink, then gently pushed him away, hoping it was enough to allow him to back down without losing face-but ready to twist the arm behind him, if needful. Fortunately, the gambit worked; the man chuckled in appreciation and backed away with a gesture of homage, the others around him murmuring in amusement. There was no ugly undertone as yet; Vidia could feel the weight of the pistol in her pocket and hoped she wouldn't need it. She was adept at gauging the mood of a crowd and felt that at present it hung in the balance-but by this time of night there would had been heavy inroads made into the cask of Blue Ruin and reactions were therefore unpredictable.
Carstairs was contemplating the dregs of the cup he held before him as she sidled up beside him at the bar, shoulder to shoulder so that she could keep an eye on the crowd and the door. He did not lift his eyes to her but she knew he had recognized her the moment she entered the room-it was his job. He growled, "Go 'way."
"Sorry," she apologized. "I do have orders."
He lifted his head to look at her, the movement causing him to lose his equilibrium. With an effort, he focused his steel blue eyes on hers and for a brief moment she felt a breathless sensation in the vicinity of her breast. "Bullock your orders."
Laying a gentle hand on his arm she coaxe...
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6 of 6 people found the following review helpful.
Tainted Angel
By P. Woodland
Vidia is a spy - but for whom is she spying? That is the question that drives the plot of this suspenseful novel. She is what is known as an "angel" - a woman who is placed with a man to try and learn his secrets so as to pass them on to her agency. The concern is that she has become tainted and can no longer be trusted. but is that true? The man sent to seek the answers is the one man that Vidia cannot resist but she must for the sake of her mission.
This was a book chock full of twists and turns and who can be trusted. The characters were all quite well drawn and very dynamic and dramatic. I must admit though, that I felt quite often as if I had missed a first book - as if this was a continuation of a story. There were many a reference to past acts that kept me as a reader just slightly off balance and out of the loop. I don't know if this was intentional on Ms. Cleeland's part but it did add to the mystery of the book.
I never quite knew who was telling the truth and exactly what was going on. The ending brought several big twists that I never saw coming. One must love that in a book. The romance aspect of the novel was quite intriguing as it developed in an atmosphere of total mistrust and confusion. All in all a fast paced, well written read.
4 of 4 people found the following review helpful.
Complex, Fast-paced, Action-filled Regency Spy Romance with a Stunning Heroine
By Linda Banche
Double and triple talk, threats and counter threats, plots and counterplots. Games of cat-and-mouse, crosses and double-crosses, lies, lies and more lies. Nothing is as it seems in TAINTED ANGEL by Anne Cleeland, a complex tale of spy and counterspy in Regency England.
Vidia is no stranger to the double-dealing, underhandedness and betrayal of the espionage world. As a so-called angel, her job is to use her considerable beauty and charm to ferret out secrets from powerful men. But now, someone has fingered her as a possible traitor, and her own organization is out to trap her. She also harbors secrets of her own that she doesn't want her employers to discover.
Lucien, also a spy, has been Vidia's partner on occasion and has always been stunned by her beauty. Recently widowed, he can now pursue her. Or can he? He has secrets, too, ones that can tear him apart.
TAINTED ANGEL is that welcome rarity, a Regency adventure story. Ms. Cleeland's page-turner grips you from the start and yanks you along at breakneck speed into a maze of dizzying twists and turns where nothing and no one are what they seem. The surprises keep coming right to the end as the author reveals bit by tantalizing bit the secrets everyone in this novel protect.
I love adventure and spy stories, but most of them focus on the man, who does all the heroics, with the woman as an afterthought. Not here. Vidia is smart, sharp, beholden to no one and fights back. She takes care of herself, and is a match for anyone. I like her very much. I would love to see more heroines like her.
I also like Lucien. He operates under as deep a load of secrets as Vidia, but manages to navigate through them as he does his job and also helps her. A true hero. And he's blond. I do like my blond heroes.
I stayed up well into the night reading this book. You will, too.
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2 of 2 people found the following review helpful.
An exciting, dynamic read with lots of surprises
By Jenna Davis
There are two things I loved about this book -- the characters, and the speed & style of the story. This book snags you from the first page - the action takes off instantly and keeps delivering. Tainted Angel is equal parts mystery, spy-thriller, historical, adventure tale, and romance, but what makes this story very different is the heroine Vidia. On the surface, Vidia is strong, calculating, and rationale (very outwardly "male"... as she has to be in the world she deals in). But what makes her very relatable as a female reader is her internal, more "feminine" struggles -- whether it be loyalty, love, or faking confidence in moments of question. Vidia simultaneously feels like someone you know or can relate to, yet she remains a mystery. She leaves the reader constantly guessing and rooting for her, even when she makes questionable decisions. The other characters are equally as vibrant and mysterious - and bring out different elements of Vidia's personality and personal story... very entertaining.
In addition to the wonderful characters, Tainted Angel has a great, almost cinematic writing style. I could visualize every setting and interaction perfectly. The speed of the action makes it easy to get engrossed in this story - the chapters fly by, but are so full of action and detail, I found myself re-reading some portions.
Just when you think you have this story figured out, another twist hits you. Without divulging too much... give it a read. You won't be disappointed!
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