Miss Rosalind Carberry defied all warnings when she accepted Lord Philip Southvale's proposal. Her father distrusts the breathtakingly handsome, fabulously wealthy Englishman, and meanwhile rumors continue to run riot about his persisting passion for his beautiful first wife. Overshadowing everyt...
When lovely young Miss Laura Milbanke was asked for her hand in marriage in romantic Venice, the irresistibly handsome Sir Nicholas Grenville was at death's door. He had fought a disastrous duel to defend Laura's honor, and now he would defend her from poverty by leaving her his estate when he di...
After the death of her cruel husband, a young widow must endure the man's younger brother, who produces a false will that declares her marriage was never legal. Faced with disgrace and destitution, she turns to her faithful friend, the dashing Lord Avenbury, who proposes marriage to her within da...
Miss Ursula would rather read than find a husband. But the arrival of her reluctant betrothed coincides with some sinister events, pushing them together in pursuit of a matchmaking mystery....
Fate has just granted once-poor Sarah Jane many riches. But soon a scandal sends her to a far-off land, where evil seems to lurk in every corner. And perhaps scariest of all are the unfamiliar pangs of love she feels for a handsome local.
On her way to her uncle in distant Russia, Alison was fair game for the dashing and determined Prince Nikolai, who had never met a woman he could not win. The only person to whom she could turn was Francis Buckingham, the fiancé of her dearest friend, and the most handsome lord in England. Buckin...
She said as little as possible and endeavored to avoid the others’ attention, for she was already learning how poor Miss Mathers must have felt when each day either Miss Ross or Mlle. Clary managed to delegate one of their own duties. This morning it was Mademoiselle who imposed upon her by reque...
The air was very cold, smoke hung low over Bath, and the light from carriage lamps and linkboys’ torches was muted as society arrived at the Assembly Rooms. But there was nothing muted about the military band that played with gusto outside the main entrance, ready to play the national anthem as s...
A long lily pond extended into the darkness, and on either side of it ran a rose pergola where the way was lit with more lanterns. A large fountain should have been playing halfway along the pond, but something had gone wrong with it, and some estate workers were busily endeavoring to put it righ...
Ozzy sat at his side, his ears pricked attentively. At last a ghostly silhouette emerged, at first a pale indistinct gray, but gradually becoming more clear until both Sir Julian and the cat could see every detail of the naval launch as it glided toward them. The man standing at the stern saw the...
About to go to bed, she wore her nightgown, her thick hair loose about her shoulders. The window casement rattled, threatening to burst open again, so she went to see that it was properly closed. Something made her open it first, though. Her hair was blown in confusion, and the rain dampened her ...
McDonald was still engaged with Nicholas when the thunderstorm at last ended and the sun came out. The birds sang their hearts out in the park and the leaves dripped, their colors more vibrant and fresh now. Augustine and her mother had not returned, and Laura had inquired of Hawkins where they w...
Apart from the graze on her forehead, she was feeling and looking well. The doctor still erred on the side of caution, not wishing her to go outside, even to sit in the summerhouse with Delphine, but when pressed on the point he at last gave way, his resistance having already been somewhat blunte...
She stared resolutely at the pony’s ears and refused to glance to either side. Cluffo Dowdeswell slowed the pony’s pace as they reached the lane on the other side of the ford. Now the gig moved at a walking pace and she was conscious of the man’s interest in her. “You was with Sir Nicholas last n...
It was half past eleven, and according to Jack it should only take her about five minutes to get there, so she had plenty of time before Alice’s midday deadline. She was just dragging a brush through her hair when the phone rang again. Hesitantly, she picked it up. “Yes?” “Mrs. Vansomeren?” said ...
It was a ginger-haired gentleman of about Daniel’s age, with a decidedly Roman nose and so many freckles it would be difficult to put a pin between them. He was leaning over the banister, grinning broadly.Daniel responded with delighted incredulity. “Good God, Chris Nansloe, as I live and breathe...
But there was no mistaking that all the hard work was indeed improving her playing, for her fluency became smoother as the week progressed. To her the Count showed only his charming, dashing side, so much so that one morning Jillian had to confess to Alabeth that she found it impossible to believ...
“Hi, Gulliver. It’s me again, and I’m afraid I’m not going away.” He sighed. “Look, Miss Reynolds, I don’t know anything, so you’re wasting your time.” “You’d probably keep it to yourself if aliens landed on Great Deveril church, in case everyone thought you’d gone crazy.” “Well, never having see...