Violets Are Blue — Ronda Thompson

WHAT LIES BENEATH
Violet Mallory had a deep, dark secret. Although she had been raised by the wealthy, landowning Miles Traften, nothing could remove the stain of her birthright: She was the child of no-good outlaws, and one day St. Louis society would uncover that. No, she could never be a city gal, could never be truly happy--but she could exact revenge on the man who'd sired and sold her. And leaving a trail of mayhem that would put Belle Starr to shame, she planned to do just that.

IS BEAUTIFUL
But being a criminal was hard. Though her family seemed grown from the seeds of depravity, Violet was different. Like Gregory Kline--blackmailer, thief, and the handsome rogue Miles Traften sent to recover her--Violet longed for something better. Gregory was intent upon taking her back, reforming her, but she dared not let him. Then his kiss taught her the difference between roguishness and villainy, and suddenly she saw that beauty could grow from even the muddiest soil, and Violets didn't always have to be blue.