This book started well, and I actually loved it at the start.. Then, in the middle I found myself really bored as things haven't changed between the two main characters. I have to admit, I had high hopes at the start, but then the book really disappointed me. Well, it was mostly because we had de...
The herione was simply tstl! In fact she's the definition of tstl! Honestly I haven't read about a stupider herione. Yet. Lindsay (our herione) is an heiress, her mother wants her to get married to a duke(penniless, gambler duke after her dowry). Lindsay wants to open a detective agency(?!?!?!?!)...
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At least it seemed that way to Laura’s heightened sensibilities. This being one of the premier balls of the season, a veritable crush of guests filled the large chamber with its vaulted ceiling and cream-painted walls. In a gallery overlooking the long room, the musicians tuned their instruments ...
Kent Deverell sat at the desk in his study and stared at the silver fountain pen he rotated in his hands. Before him lay a half finished sketch for the mechanical thresher, but improving upon the invention failed to hold his attention. These past two weeks he’d lost the ability to concentrate.Exc...
His pale blue eyes held a kindly look. He extended his knobby fingers to her in greeting. But she could not lift her own hand to shake his. A paralysis held her body in place as if she were trapped in a nightmare. She desperately wanted to run, yet her limbs refused to move. Her heart thudded so ...
Tall pillars flanked the double front doors and supported a classically designed portico. Torchlight played over the footmen in crimson livery and the procession of finely garbed guests going up the marble steps. She drew an unsteady breath. Though the mid-May evening was mild, a shiver prickled ...
A summons had been delivered to her bedchamber a short time ago by one of the maids. The Duke of Savoy had arrived and Mama had requested Blythe’s presence in the green drawing room. Her every step felt leaden. She did not want to face this interview. Only a fortnight ago, she would have been thr...
Everyone was out enjoying the balmy evening. Laughing children darted through the crowd, housewives clustered to gossip, day laborers hurried home. The ever-present odors of rubbish and smoke and cooking perfumed the air. One of Elizabeth’s neighbors, a large-boned actress from a nearby Covent Ga...
His robes swirling around him, he walked briskly forward and laid down the parcel on a crate. “His Grace asked me to deliver this to you, Miss Jones.” Bella had been sorting through a box of miscellany. Her eyes widening, she hurried to him. “For me? But what is it?” “I do not know. His Grace wen...