One of my all time favorite books is Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen. So I'm always looking for a book whose time frame is that era. Although I've read many, they always fall flat. This was a freebie for my nook so I wasn't expecting much. I was pleasantly surprised! Jane Fresina merges w...
This book sounded so good! And it started off good too. But it did not go good (for me). The title of this book implied that Sophie (h) is improper and while yes sending an advertisement for a husband to the newspaper is improper, also reading a sex book and a few other small things are improper,...
Now a soft kiss. Aye, by that kiss, I vow an endless bliss. - John Keats.British author Jayne Fresina has already delighted Regency fans with her Sydney Dovedale series of "beleaguered heroes and unstoppable heroines". She comes roaring back with a bold new series, the Book Club Belles Society,...
Lotterby. Not wanting the landlady to worry, she wrote that something unexpected had called her into the country, but she would return in September. She was not permitted to send for her own clothes or any other items, except for the lace gown he’d ordered her to make. With the ribbons to be tied...
"Good night, Monsieur." Finally she closed the door on him and set about undressing her mother who was in no fit state for the maids to see her. There was little conversation. It was too late to admonish the woman for the excess of wine she'd drunk, and Lady Charlotte merely groaned, holding her ...
"Why would I leave my wealthy husband and settled life for scandal, exile, and uncertainty with a twenty-four-year-old, restless, unpredictable boy?"Ransom felt something sinking in his chest, leaving a hollow. Ah, he should have realized, but Damon had seemed so certain. "He has not mentioned ma...
No one appeared to notice him until he walked further into the barn and met the astonished gaze of his younger brother, Darius. For the first time in twelve years. The boy had matured since their last encounter, grown into his ears, which were once on the larger side and e...
"They reckoned the cargo was only cork and wine, but there was sixteenth century Spanish gold smuggled in that hold. And when it washed up to shore, Steadfast Putnam— then just a young man—stole it from his fellow wreckers."Usually Storm would discount such fables as mere entertainment. However, ...
Alas, it was not to be. Three of their wives now converged upon him, bringing food and wine— as if he might be starving in his own home— and a new tunic they'd sewn for him. "I hope you are taking care of yourself," exclaimed Princesa. "Out here all by yourself with no woman to look after you." H...
W appeared to be in a worse mood than ever before. He could barely open his lips to speak, looked gray and disheveled. He left Lucy and me alone in his study for most of our visit. Very rude and unmannerly. Cathy’s new gown for the harvest dance is all but finished. We are...
Luckily for him, his partner was too dizzy, even before the dance began, to realize he steered her the wrong way most of the time. But he was trying. He had taken lessons in dancing. That he should bother was a surprise to Mercy, for he counted himself above all this. He might have mocked her for...
Her mother was in the shadows of the hall, waiting with her hands clasped before her as Diana came through the front door. “Where have you been?” “I was at the book society meeting, Mama. I told you before I left.” Her fingertips felt odd, as if pricked by hundreds of tiny...
He wanted to go after her, but he knew he couldn’t. She needed time, yet. Unfortunately, he didn’t have all the time in the world to woo her properly. He pressed a hand to his heart again, thoughtfully running a finger over the small bump. He might have years, months, or only days. No one knew. &...
"Had to see for myself, didn't I?" "Mrs. Blewett, I suppose." "You know how she is. Couldn't wait to tell me about the extraordinary new woman in your life." "Extraordinary?" "Well, odd and funny were the words Mrs. B used. When I saw you with the lady in question I was obliged to reinterpret her...