This was a great book that I couldn't stop reading! I even got up early, like 5:30am to get back to the book. At first, I didn't like the hero much. But rather than scuttle the book, I read on. He grew and changed as the author revealed more about the story and much from his pov. It wasn't long b...
She lifted her fork to her mouth and went through the motions of chewing and swallowing, only to discover the egg was still on her plate. “Such a crush last night,” Mrs. Bachman said. “Lady Northington-Jones must be thrilled, but I fear the air was not good for my lungs. S...
“My lady? Are you awake?” Naomi extended her arms and legs in a languorous stretch and opened her eyes. Brenna stood beside the bed, arranging a tray with Naomi’s chocolate and toast. A small parcel beside the cup caught her notice. “What’s that?” s...
His eyelids nearly groaned when he forced them open, and his muscles, sore from several long days of travel, protested at being forced upright. His bleary vision struggled to focus in the darkness. It was either still night, or the sun had been extinguished in an apocalyptic catastrophe. In eithe...
Lucinda Milthorpe, who insisted on being called Aunt Lucy, advised.Olivia was reading a book, sitting across Penelope in the luxurious Ravenstone town coach as it made its swaying journey toward Oxford Street.Penelope sighed. It had been her idea to take Olivia on a shopping expedition, hoping th...
Elsa stood on the platform beside Oliver, overlooking the picnic she and her brigade of lady volunteers had organized for the community. There were games and footraces, music and dancing, and plenty of prizes, food, and drink to go around. Some of Elsa’s tame concoctions filled the punch bowls. O...
With a little less than a fortnight before the Lothgards’ ball, at which she would be presented to Society and her betrothal to Sheri officially announced, attention quickly turned to making Arcadia a bride worthy of the Zouche family—or at least one who would not humiliate them. That was how Lad...