His Wicked Charm

Praise (#u19196cce-749d-519b-a0a8-01fef07da32d)

PROLOGUE (#ulink_cbe44376-ac68-5267-bd41-ef7b6a39e4dd)

CHAPTER ONE (#ulink_747a40c4-9130-5108-9d35-8d7d2eda3fed)

CHAPTER TWO (#ulink_8661190f-eed2-5dde-b482-df5238ea0b46)

CHAPTER THREE (#ulink_2efb195d-adfc-5de5-b741-f03e9a33ef60)

CHAPTER FOUR (#ulink_8642ad38-a91f-5e45-8fbc-55b867a34d2a)

CHAPTER FIVE (#ulink_08acf017-a78a-53f0-950e-13863b94562e)

CHAPTER SIX (#ulink_7414d611-e8ff-5981-b29d-dac06504bd14)

CHAPTER SEVEN (#ulink_134381f4-7a7f-5ce8-a7ec-61ad70c74de4)

CHAPTER EIGHT (#ulink_f9e3fb27-17b0-5c86-8a25-bb7f20abb0f0)

CHAPTER NINE (#ulink_4571b220-bc9d-5ba7-afe2-2cf04621a0ba)

CHAPTER TEN (#ulink_89ad83c1-bb6f-521a-92fb-0713d1f58715)

CHAPTER ELEVEN (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER TWELVE (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER THIRTEEN (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER FOURTEEN (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER FIFTEEN (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER SIXTEEN (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER NINETEEN (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER TWENTY (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER THIRTY (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER FORTY (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER FORTY-ONE (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER FORTY-TWO (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER FORTY-THREE (#litres_trial_promo)

EPILOGUE (#litres_trial_promo)

PROLOGUE

1892

THE DOOR OPENED. The room beyond lay in darkness, broken only by a swath of moonlight. There was no reason to be frightened, yet some nameless, faceless terror iced Con’s veins. Still, he stepped inside. The fear in him was worse.

The walls of the room were curved, disorienting, and everywhere he looked were clocks—standing, hanging, scattered over tables and stands, lined up in cabinets. Brass hands winked, catching the dim light. Con moved farther in, his heart pounding, and stopped at a narrow table. The tiered rows were padded with dark velvet, and they were lined with not clocks, but compasses, their needles pointing in unison toward the windows. Turning now, he saw that compasses stood in the cabinets and hung on the walls amid the clocks.