A Scot on Duchess Square

His kinsmen abducted the wrong lady. Why did he think she was so right?A Scot and a fiery widow discover love in this next book in a new historical romance Regency series from USA Today bestselling author Meara Platt! The ladies known to Society as the Silver Duchesses reside on Duchess Square in elegant Mayfair. These lovely heroines, Berry, Miranda, and Gwendolyn, are about to find love in this delightful Silver Dukes spin-off series!Bram Lanark, Duke of Solway, is furious to learn his kinsmen have taken it upon themselves to choose a bride for him. Not just choose her, but those fools have actually abducted her and carried her off to his home, Lanark Castle, on the rugged coast of Scotland, to set at his feet. Only, they have taken the wrong girl. Instead of the sweet young thing they sought to bring him, they’ve grabbed her hellion aunt, Lady Miranda Lawson, who is now tearing apart his parlor and striking fear in all his kinsmen as she hurls everything she can find at them. Gad, she’s splendid. Beautiful, too. Now he must apologize to the smart-mouthed, fiery Miranda and ignore the desire that rages through him with their every encounter. To make matters worse, his foolish kinsmen injured her during the abduction, so he is now honor bound to tend her and protect her while returning her safely to her London home. But as they undertake the journey together, Bram is coming to realize that Miranda is the right bride for him. He’s fallen in love with her. Can she ever forgive his family’s reprehensible behavior? Will she ever see him as more than a Scottish brute and accept to be his wife?Lady Miranda Lawson endured a disastrous marriage that left her a widow at the age of twenty, and has been subjected to the hatred and ridicule of her husband’s family ever since. So, her decision never to remarry proved a simple one to make. No husband, and sadly, no children for her, but she has her sweet niece to love and care for as her own. In fact, Miranda is quite content with her life, until some drunken Scots grab her from an Edinburgh inn where she and her niece happen to be staying, toss a sack over her head, and carry her off to the castle of a big, burly Scot with bright red hair tinged with gray at the temples, who claims to be Bram Lanark, Duke of Solway. He is gruff, gorgeous, surprisingly gentle and protective, but obviously horrified his kinsmen took it upon themselves to abduct a bride for him. Only, they’ve brought her, obviously the wrong bride. Those idiots meant to steal her dear, sweet niece. To Miranda’s dismay, Solway seems content with the mistake and insists she is the one he wants. Absurd! Isn’t it? As he escorts her home to London’s Duchess Square, they are thrown together every waking hour, and Miranda’s barriers start to fall. Her first experience with marriage left her emotionally scarred. Does she dare open her heart to love again?