Do You like author Sherrill Bodine?
love this book!!!
—abigail
A Cinderella type story complete with a wicked step-sister and mother. The oldest goes to the masked Christmas ball with the help of her youngest sister and earns the notice of a very handsome earl. He doesn't know who she is so while looking for her he gets to know the family and finds the immat...
An hour later, finished with his workout and showered, he came back upstairs to find the bundle of newspapers at his door. As he did every morning that he happened to be in this austere penthouse he facetiously called home, he poured himself a cup of coffee and sat down to read, saving the Chicag...
“How long have you known, Mother?” “Nearly from the beginning,” she answered softly, stepping into the glow of light from the dying fire. “How long before the baron and I arrived did your memory return?” “Mere minutes.” He shrugged, staring into the...
Copious tears had finally succumbed to the oblivion of slumber. She stretched languorously, then remembered—Blackwood was home. Obviously someone had stopped her maid from waking her with her usual breakfast. Perhaps the duchess had done so in the anticipation Serena might not be alone in her bed...
She looked like a goddess, long silken limbs, skin of creamy alabaster, dark thick lashes laying like open fans above her sleep-blushed cheekbones, and crimson velvet lips. On impulse, with two long fingers he pushed back the netting to slip noiselessly onto the ornately c...
The stately, hallowed halls of the British Museum were cool and hushed, and vacant—precisely the way he enjoyed it. “Laurentian Wilburforce Cranston!” The shouted name echoed around him, bouncing off the gilt-framed portraits of England’s former mon...
And Innis was going with them. “Maybe I should join you.” An anxious Cordelia didn’t want to miss anything. She wasn’t one to sit mesmerized watching a video feed for an entire dive. “I have only done that one dive this morning.” “Save your energy f...
Lady Tutwilliger gasped, falling back upon the large pillows of her day bed. “Someone fetch the smelling salts!” Lady Kathryn Thistlewait shared a speaking glance with her elder sister, Lady Mariah. “Willy, you know you have never had the vapors in ...
love this book!!!
—abigail