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Historical Romance, Scottish Historical Romance

 

 

Date Published: January 1, 2021

The White Witch

As Lady Siena stands on a platform waiting to die, she realizes that she has been doomed from the day she was born. She doesn’t believe she is worth anything, much less love. Her own people believe she is cursed. Siena’s only true blessing is the gift of sight.

The Devil’s Laird

Roderick, Warlord of Kirkurd, is driven by revenge and guilt. When his holding was attacked, his wife ravished and slain, and his son missing, the goodness within Roderick died. He is now known as the Devil’s Laird.

The Meeting . . .

Roderick saves Siena from the hangman’s noose and takes her back to his castle. Siena sees a lonely, haunted man who needs her. But no matter how hard she tries, she cannot completely break down the barrier Roderick has constructed around his heart, nor shake the curse of bad luck that his people believe she carries. Only the Holy Grail can prove if she is good or evil.

When Siena sacrifices herself to free Roderick’s son, Roderick realizes that he has lost his chance to love again. Now he will move heaven and earth to find her before it is too late.

 

Excerpt

 

The woman squirmed and struck him several times until he wrapped his arms tighter around her, pinning her arms against her sides. His patience had worn thin. “Och, get still or I swear, lass, I’ll toss ye on the ground myself.”

Roderick realized that the woman had no idea who he was, so he took a calming breath. “I’ll no hurt ye, lass. I’m not one of yer brother’s men. Stop fightin’ me.” Roderick saw uncertainty in one wild, blue eye as the other was swollen. “I’m the one who pulled ye from the hangman’s noose.” Patience wasn’t something he possessed in great quantities and this slip of a girl was trying his patience greatly.

For Christ’s sake, lass. If I had wanted to harm ye, I’d have left ye to dangle from the end of a rope,” he said, frustrated. “And I’m beginnin’ to doubt the mercy I’ve shown ye.” This woman was going to be more trouble than she was worth, he’d wager. “I’ll loosen my grip if ye will hold still.”

He glared down at her and in a stern voice said, “I’ll have yer promise now.”

Agatha rode up beside them and laid a weathered hand gently on Siena’s arm. “Milady, he is helping us. It will be all right.”

He is blue! He’s the devil.”

Nay. He has on warpaint and that is the reason he is blue, milady,” Agatha explained.

At long last the girl relaxed at the sight of her maid, then croaked, “Some water, please.”

In a minute,” Roderick told her.

Warily, Siena watched the warrior who held her, wondering how she’d gotten in this position when she should have been dangling at the end of a rope.

She remembered seeing a man on a black horse coming through the crowd just before the stool had been shoved out from beneath her feet. She thought it had been the Devil come to claim her, then she recalled her breath leaving her body, and she shuddered at the memory. By the grace of God, she’d been spared. Yet she felt her neck and found it tender to the touch. Apparently, this man had saved her. Now that everything was over, she felt his strong arms around her, and found it comforting. She had no idea why she should feel this way when men had always been trouble in her past.

The intimidating warrior was huge, and his dark eyes were penetrating. She couldn’t help feeling as though he was trying to see deep inside her when he looked at her, but at the moment he wasn’t paying her any attention. “Water,” she rasped again. Her throat was so parched it felt like it was on fire.

At last, the man nodded and nudged his mount over to a clearing in the middle of oak trees. The dead leaves on the ground would provide a good cushion for their tired bodies when they slept.

The sun was lowering, giving a dusky glow the clearing. Only then did Siena notice that there were five other men with them, and they were dismounting too. Who were these strangers? And why had this man saved her? Thankfully, she didn’t recognize any of them. Of course, it was hard to get past their blue painted faces. They would scare the hell out of anyone.

About the Author

Amazon All-Star author, Brenda Jernigan is a bestselling author. She writes both contemporary and historical novels. She has been nominated for several awards – Book Seller’s Best Award, The Maggie Award, The Holt Medallion Award and a RONE Award.

Publishers Weekly says, “Brenda Jernigan writes Romance, Adventure and Magic.”

She grew up as a tomboy and really had no use for books. It wasn’t until she was taking her son to Story Hour at the local library that the librarian gave her a copy of DEVIL’S DESIRE by Laurie McBain. After that Brenda became hooked on historicals. Brenda’s first book, THE DUKE’S LADY, was bought and published by Kensington Publishing and her career as a storyteller took off.

As usual her characters are interesting, her plot action-packed, and her love story filled with conflict and emotion. A great read from a talented writer.” Rendezvous Magazine.

The characters had me hooked from the beginning. This book touched my heart and will definitely be one of my recommends for May.” -Cindi Streicher – Waldenbooks, RWA Bookseller of the Year 2002

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Historical Western Romance – Path of Treasures

Historical Western Romance – Path of Treasures

 

Historical Western Romance, Historical Romance

 

 

Published: December 2020

 

 

 

 

 

 

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He was hired to kill her, but he’s not alone. Will he risk his life to save her instead?

Sara grew up on the Erie Canal with Jeremiah Streeter, owner of Streeter’s Ark, and Sam, the Ark’s bully. She never cared about who her parents were or where she came from, not until their helmsman is murdered and they hire a replacement.

Wolfe McKay and his partner have another job to do…kill the leader of the Canaller’s Coalition and his crew, then collect their bounty from the railroad magnate who hired them. But Wolfe soon discovers this job is far more complicated.

As Streeter’s Ark travels from Albany to Buffalo, Wolfe’s purpose takes a drastic turn when he and the crew find themselves the target of a deadly plot and a race against time to stop it.

A beautiful mule driver, the champion fighter who raised her, a half-breed Indian without a heart and an easy-going cowboy team up to track down outlaws and notoriously become known as Streeter’s Gang. This is their beginning…

 

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Chapter One

 

Hudson Valley, 1852

Horace Vanderbrook sat at his desk with his green eyes planted on the door. At fifty-two years old, he was by far the wealthiest financier in the country. He thrived on a challenge and adored the kill. He had no patience for ignorance or drollery, felt no sympathy for the underdog, and never allowed any margin of error from anyone, not even himself. In all his life, he had made only one mistake. And it was that which had come back to haunt him now.

The butler announced the arrival of his guests and when they entered his study, Horace caught a frown. Both men looked more like desperados than professional gunmen. They wore buckskin pants, tall leather boots, and openly carried pistols about their waist. The blonde was medium built and covered with dirt from head to toe. The other stood over a foot taller with black hair and cold blue eyes. A half-breed, he surmised disdainfully.

I’m Cole Anderson and this here’s my partner, Wolfe McKay,” the blonde man said as he slapped his gallon hat against his leg to get rid of the dust. “Rodman assured us if we came straight away, you’d make it worth our while.”

Horace remained silent. He wasn’t at all impressed with these men. This matter was an extremely delicate matter that needed to be handled both quickly and quietly, and they hardly seemed the type of men who would be discreet. And yet, he trusted Gunther Rodman. “You both come highly recommended for your efficiency as well as your discretion. This matter demands complete confidentiality.”

Cole glanced over at his partner. “That’s why we’re here.”

He wasn’t convinced, but he offered them a seat and folded his hands in front of him. “I will come right to the point. Jeremiah Streeter is the leader of the canal coalition. He owns a two-bit freighter called Streeter’s Ark and for the past year, he and his crew have used every devious tactic to destroy my railroad business. I want them stopped. Permanently. I am willing to pay you five hundred dollars for your trouble.”

Cole burst out laughing. “Hell, the only thing we’ll do for that pocket change is look for them in the nearest tavern.”

He stiffened. “What’s your price?”

That depends.” Cole slid back in his seat and crossed his boots on top of his desk. “We usually charge a thousand bucks a head. That’s when we’re told their identity and location. Otherwise, we’ve got to tack on food and lodging expenses. We also need to know the details of their crime.”

The details?” he asked indignantly. “I thought money was your only incentive.”

You thought wrong,” Wolfe stated, still leaning against the doorway.

Horace shot to his feet. “For starters, they put three of my best railroad bosses in the hospital. They’ve disassembled portions of my tracks, threatened my workers and awaiting passengers, contaminated coal bins, and continually petition the State against my efforts for expansion.”

Has the law been involved?” Cole asked.

I reported a few of the incidences to local Marshalls, but they said they couldn’t find sufficient proof against them.”

Wolfe stepped forward. “Then how do you know they’re responsible?”

Horace glanced down at the small wood carving on his desk. He didn’t want to tell them the rest. He didn’t even want to think about it. But his sister was right in that he had no other recourse. Confiding in the law would merely re-open an investigation that needed to remain buried. If word got out, it would cause a huge public scandal, one that would ruin his business as well as their family’s reputation.

And the last thing he wanted was for the past to be stirred up.

A blackmail note was delivered to me the other day, which adds extortion to their list of crimes,” he finally replied.

What did it say?” Cole asked, but Horace continued staring at the wooden horse on his desk and remained silent. “Sir, what did the note say?”

He claims to have proof that I sunk a riverboat killing twelve passengers and crew. He’s referring to an accident that happened nearly twenty years ago. That bastard is deliberately dredging up the past in another demented plot to stall my railway expansion and I’ll be damned if I let him drag my good family name through the mud.”

What are his demands?”

They want twenty thousand dollars placed on a freighter called the Jaybird at the canal docks in Albany two weeks from tomorrow. That’s when Streeter is scheduled to return to Albany, again proving he’s behind this.” Horace finally snapped out of his trance and looked up at them. “I want Streeter stopped. I want him and his damn crew dead and buried by this time next week. I’ll pay you ten thousand dollars for the lot. One thousand now for expenses and the rest will be delivered to you when the job is complete.”

Cole jumped to his feet. “Consider it done!”

Hold on…” Wolfe said as he reached over and picked up the wooden horse to examine it. “We need to see the note.”

Horace snatched the carving out of his hand, reached into his top drawer, and handed him the note. “Do you want the job or not?”

After Wolfe read it, he nodded in agreement.

Horace tossed the bag of currency to Cole. “Contact Gunther Rodman when you’re finished. He’ll pay you the rest.”

Outside, Cole mounted his horse and hooted, “Now this is what I call easy money! Let’s get ourselves a room and have a night on the town.”

Wolfe stood there, still contemplating the conversation. “I don’t like it. He’s not telling us the whole story.”

Aw, Wolfe, can’t we just take things at face value for once? Vanderbrook is damn sure Streeter’s behind this and I got a hankering to have some fun tonight.”

First, we’re heading to Fultonville,” Wolfe told him.

Fultonville? What for?”

After we inquire about Streeter’s Ark, we’re going to ask around to see if anyone remembers a woman by the name of Molly O’Brian.”

Cole frowned. “Who the hell is she?”

Her name and hometown were inscribed on that wooden carving. And there were several others displayed on the corner shelf.”

Cole shook his head. “Why the hell are you always trying to dig deeper?”

Fultonville’s a small canal town. Why would a wealthy railroad baron have a dozen wood carvings on display by a canal girl and then pay to have the canal leader killed? Not having all the facts just complicates things.”

Cole followed Wolfe down the drive. “Well, I think you’re the only one complicating things.”

The two men reached the small town of Fultonville by dark. After tying their horses to a hitching post, they stopped at the Inn for a couple of rooms and a drink. There were only a few patrons inside the tavern. Cole, being the more social one, struck up a conversation with the barkeep. He told a few fibs about how he was looking for work on the canal. Pretty soon, Zach was buying them a round of drinks and giving them a wealth of information.

First, they learned that Jeremiah Streeter was the one to talk to about a job on the canal and that his boat passed through town the day before making its way to Buffalo. Next, they heard all about Streeter’s bully who had been a champion fighter in his day and wasn’t to be reckoned with. Lastly, they discovered that Zach had lived in this town his whole life, sixty-two years, so he knew everybody.

Wolfe nudged Cole, urging him to pry more information out of Zach. Cole thought for a second, then grinned. “I used to have kin living in these parts, Zach. I don’t know much about them, except that Ma talked all the time about her cousin, Molly O’Brian.”

Zach leaned against the bar. “That would be Patsy’s family. He died of the fever years ago and left his wife, Maureen, and his daughter, Molly, behind.”

Do they still live around here? I’d sure like to meet them.” When the barkeep fell silent, Wolfe nudged Cole again. “I’d be obliged to know where I could find them, Zach. Ma thought the world of Molly and now that my folks are gone, they’d be the only kin I got left.”

We all thought the world of her, too,” Zach said mindfully. “Molly was a tiny thing with bright red hair, freckles and the sweetest face. I owned the general store back then and once a week she came to visit. I got a real kick out of her. They didn’t have much money and the minute my back was turned her fingers dove straight into the licorice jar. I let her get away with it, too. Figured she earned that bit of pleasure.” His smile left him. “But she married that fella from downriver and that was the beginning of the end.”

What happened to her?” Cole asked.

Zach poured himself a jigger of whiskey, obviously choked-up, then came around the bar and sat down next to Cole. “I loved that little girl like she was my own, but she was canal-bred and he was a rich fop. The two just don’t mix, not in my lifetime. Maureen told me that Molly was being snubbed by her sister-in-law and all those other socialites and having a rough time of it. She was on her way up here to visit her Ma when the riverboat went down just north of Albany in Saratoga County. She and her baby drowned. Everybody on the boat died.”

That’s a real sad story,” Cole said. “How’d the boat sink?”

No one knows for sure. They said the larboard boiler must’ve exploded and it was ruled it an accident, but there were a lot of rumors flitting around and people pointing fingers.”

Do you think it was done on purpose?” Cole asked.

I’d bet my life on it. It’s rare for a boiler to explode and sink a boat in seconds without any survivors. But that was a long time ago.”

When did it happen?”

Zach let out a heavy sigh. “Nineteen years ago this past May. Molly’s babe was just a month old. Maureen died a year later from pneumonia…and heartache, I expect. Now, all I’ve got left are precious memories and Molly’s carvings.” He pointed toward the small display behind the bar. “That little darlin’ could whittle with the best of them and she always won first prize. She sure loved horses….”

I hear a packet called the Jaybird needs a deckhand,” Wolfe mentioned, breaking the silence. “Has it been through here lately?”

Zach tore his eyes away from the display and went back behind the bar. “Never heard of it.”

 

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Gail Meath composes historical romance novels that grip your heart and imagination. With a refreshing and captivating writing-style, she creates amazing characters who instantly draw you into their world and keep you wanting more, long after the ending. And with her love of historical research, she paints the perfect ambiance to sweep you back in time.

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Regency Romance – Chasing the Duke

Regency Romance – Chasing the Duke

 

12 Days of Christmas, Book 7

 

Regency Romance, Steamy Romance

Release Date: December 7, 2020

With her final season in the ton a surprising success, Lady Camille Bellington retires to her family’s Yorkshire estate for Christmas with a marriage proposal in hand. Beautiful and charming, but too independent for society, Camille has given up on the hope to marry for love. So she will marry for duty. The man of her childhood dreams hasn’t been home in three years, even to secure his dukedom, and her heart went with him.

His best friend’s little sister is lost to him…

War hero Tristan Tierney, Duke of Mercer, returns to his ancestral home for the holidays to find himself burdened with a title and the woman he left behind betrothed to another. As he’s only seen death and destruction for years, he’s come to believe true love is a myth. His aloof demeanor veils his deepest unspoken desire, to possess Camille Bellington.

Childhood friendship gives way to something altogether more dangerous as two people give love a second chance.

If you like mischievous heroines and devilish dukes with a splash of Regency splendor thrown in, then you’ll adore Chasing the Duke.

The Complete 12 Days of Christmas Romance Series:

 

Lady Pear’s Duke

By Dawn Brower

The Duke’s Dove

By Lauren Smith

A Fowl Christmastide

By Sandra Sookoo

Four Calling Cards

By Tabetha Waite

The Duke’s Golden Rings

By Anna St. Claire

Miss Kitten’s Geese

By Rebecca Lovell

Chasing the Duke

By Tracy Sumner

Mayfair Maiden

By Annabelle Anders

Dancing with Serendipity

By Amanda Mariel

Lady Lucinda’s Lords

By Jane Charles

Piper’s Proposal

By Aileen Fish

Diana’s Drummer Dilemma

By Louisa Cornell

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About the Author

Award-winning author Tracy Sumner’s storytelling career began when she picked up a historical romance on a college beach trip, and she fondly blames LaVyrle Spencer for her obsession with the genre. She’s a recipient of the National Reader’s Choice, and her novels have been translated into Dutch, German, Portuguese and Spanish. She lived in New York, Paris and Taipei before finding her way back to the Lowcountry of South Carolina.

When not writing sizzling love stories about feisty heroines and their temperamental-but-entirely-lovable heroes, Tracy enjoys reading, snowboarding, college football (Go Tigers!), yoga, and travel. She loves to hear from romance readers!

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Regency Romance – The Formidable Earl  (EXCERPT)

Regency Romance – The Formidable Earl (EXCERPT)

 

Diamonds In The Rough, Book 6  

 

Regency Romance  

Release Date: November 17, 2020 

 

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He’s breaking the rules for one woman, and coming dangerously close to
falling in love… 
  

Simon Nugent, Earl of Fielding, knows he’s flawed. He’s arrogant, possessive, and haunted by a terrible choice he made long
ago. So
when a former friend’s daughter gives him the chance to do a good
deed, he grabs it. Except he’d
like to grab her as well and teach her a thing or two about kissing.
If only she weren’t
so damn stubborn.  

Ida Strong wants one thing – justice on behalf of her father. She has no
room for anything else, in spite of her growing and (at times)
inexplicable attraction toward a certain earl. But for a woman who knows
what betrayal tastes like, placing her trust in others is hard. Risking
her heart, would be downright foolish. Until it’s the only thing that
seems to make sense. 

 

Other Books in the Diamonds In The Rough Series: 

 A Most Unlikely Duke  

Diamonds in the Rough, Book 1   

The Duke of Her Desire  

Diamonds in the Rough, Book 2   

The Illegitimate Duke  

Diamonds in the Rough, Book 3   

The Infamous Duchess  

Diamonds in the Rough, Book 4 

The Forgotten Duke  

Diamonds In The Rough, Book 5 

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About the Author

Born in Denmark, USA TODAY bestselling author Sophie Barnes spent her
youth traveling with her parents to wonderful places all around the
world. She’s
lived in five different countries, on three different continents, and
speaks Danish, English, French, Spanish, and Romanian. But, most
impressive of all, she’s
been married to the same man three times—in three different countries
and in three different dresses.
  

When she’s not busy dreaming up her next romance novel, Sophie enjoys spending
time with her family, swimming, cooking, gardening, watching romantic
comedies and, of course, reading.
  

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London
May, 1821
WEARY OF TRYING TO FIND an acceptable
bride, Simon Garrison Nugent, Earl
of Fielding, had ceased all attempts at marriage
and was currently avoiding debutantes much as he
would a leper. By keeping his distance. Instead, he
chose to pass his evenings with friends.
At his age of three and thirty, marriage was
expected. He knew it had to happen soon if he
was to maintain his dignity. After all, the longer
he remained unattached, the more it looked like
he’d not yet recovered from losing his fiancée to
another man.
It had been three years since the incident yet it
still rankled.
Gabriella, now the Duchess of Huntley, would
have made the perfect countess. The very idea of
her choosing an ill-bred ruffian, even if he did
happen to have a prestigious title, was bad enough
without Simon having to worry about what people
would think of the next bride he picked. She
would have to be at least as pretty, graceful, and
accomplished as Gabriella. Preferably more so,
which brought him back to the inadequacy of the
women currently available for marriage.
Seated in a quiet corner of White’s together with
Baron Hawthorne and the Earl of Yates, Simon
sipped his brandy and tried to force his thoughts
away from the past by focusing on what Yates was
saying.
“It was never meant to get this out of hand,”
Yates explained while looking precisely like the
sort of man whose neck was being squeezed by a
noose. He was a good fellow – one of the few who
seemed to tolerate Simon’s company – though
sadly too kind for his own good, seeing as he’d
gotten tangled up with an untitled woman who
lacked a dowry and connections. “All I meant to
do was help the girl. She’s a friend of my sister’s
after all.”
“If every man with a sister offered to step out
with all her unremarkable friends, he’d have gotten
himself engaged a dozen times over,” Baron
Hawthorne muttered. He tossed back the remainder
of his drink and poured himself another. “It’s
your own damn fault for being too nice.”
“He’s right, you know,” Simon said.
Stretching out his legs, he crossed them at the
ankles and cradled his snifter between his hands
while pondering Yates’s dilemma. Apparently
there had been a compromising situation which
just happened to have been witnessed by a group
of matrons hoping to find a reprieve from the
stuffy ballroom.
Simon sighed. “The trouble is,” he said, deciding
to meet Yates’s gaze dead on, “hell, the
trouble has always been, that she’s not your equal.
Socially, I mean.”
“Well done, Fielding.” Hawthorne said with a
smirk. “It’s always good to know you’ll remind us
of what’s acceptable.”
Simon fought the urge to roll his eyes. “Tell me
I’m wrong.” His demand was, as expected, met by
silence. Not even Yates attempted to argue. “Miss
Harlowe is not countess material. This doesn’t
mean she cannot be perfectly lovely, but no matter
how you turn it, she’ll always be born into the
wrong family.”
There was a heavy moment of silence, and then
Hawthorne asked, “Has your outlook on life
always been this sunny?”
Simon snorted. “I’m just trying to be realistic. If
Yates marries Miss Harlowe, he will no longer be
welcome in certain circles, people will talk, and
his life as he knows it will be forever changed,
which I very much doubt is something he wants.”
“From determined wife hunter to cynical
loner,” Yates murmured, his narrowed eyes fixed
on Simon with interest. “Don’t think I’ve forgotten
your eager pursuit of Gabriella Matthews.
Hell, you were even engaged to her for what, ten
seconds or so, roughly four years ago?”
“The Duchess of Huntley?” Hawthorne
inquired with wide eyes. “I don’t recall that at
all.”
“Three,” Simon clipped. “It was three years
ago.”
“You must not have been at the Coventry Ball
that season,” Yates said to Hawthorne. “Fielding
announced the betrothal – even kissed Gabriella
before one and all – only to let the whole thing
fizzle away into nothing. A short while later,
Huntley and Gabriella were married and you,”
Yates tilted his almost empty glass in Simon’s
direction, “haven’t proposed to anyone since.”
“Perhaps because I haven’t met anyone else
worth asking,” Simon said.
Yates leaned back, his expression suddenly distant
and thoughtful.
“I think you need to fall in love,” Hawthorne
told Simon with a grin.
“God forbid,” Simon muttered. Worrying over
his future was difficult enough without throwing
love into the mix.
“I don’t think he believes in love,” Yates said.
Simon gave his friend a deadpan look. “Of course
I do. There have been so many blissful unions of
late, I’m inclined to believe we live in a world full
of rainbows where cupids lurk behind every bush.
Hell, even Carlton Guthrie, the Scoundrel of St.
Giles – a man I would have sworn had no heart –
is smitten with his young wife.”
“Sounds like an epidemic.”
Simon snorted in response to Hawthorne’s comment
and took another sip of his drink.
“By the by,” Yates murmured in a more discreet
tone than earlier, “I’ve promised Celeste I’d try
and find her a new protector, in case this thing
with Miss Harlowe doesn’t blow over and I end
up marrying her.”
“I don’t understand why you’d want to give up
your mistress if you’re not in love,” Hawthorne
said.
“Out of respect for my wife,” Yates said. He
emitted a heavy sigh and looked at Simon. “I
don’t suppose you would be interested?”
“I’m afraid not. In my experience mistresses are
demanding and hard to get rid of.” His last one
had even made a spectacle, chasing after him on
Oxford Street when he’d tried to end things with
her. It had been most embarrassing.
“Celeste isn’t like that. She’s quite agreeable and
sweet.”
“Nevertheless,” Simon said.
“No wife or mistress,” Hawthorne said with a
pitying look that put Simon on edge. “You must
be in need of a good tup.”
“It’s not so bad,” Simon said.
Hawthorne raised an eyebrow. “Really? How
long has it been since you last had a woman?”
Simon shrugged. He hated this – hated being
made to feel lacking in some way. Attempting to
show indifference, he busied himself with refilling
his glass. “Three months or so.”
“Damnation,” Yates murmured.
“Hell, it’s no wonder you look so tense.” Hawthorne
reached inside his jacket pocket, retrieved
a card, and handed it to Simon. “If I may, I suggest
you stop by Amourette’s on your way home
tonight.”
“It’s a brothel, is it not?” Simon asked. When
Hawthorne nodded Simon instinctively winced.
“I don’t think so.”

Regency Romance – A Duke for Miss Townsbridge

Regency Romance – A Duke for Miss Townsbridge

 

The Townsbridges, Book 4

 

Historical Regency Romance

Release Date: October 20, 2020

 

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She threatens to conquer his heart…

When Matthew Donovan, Duke of Brunswick, proposes to Sarah Townsbridge,
she’s shocked. After all, she’s never met him before. One
thing is clear though – he obviously needs help. So after turning
him down, she decides to get to know him better, and finds out she’s
right. But fixing a broken man is not the same as adopting a puppy. Least
of all when the man in question has no desire to be saved.

Matthew has his mind set on Sarah. Kind and energetic, she’ll make
an excellent mother. Best of all, her reclusiveness is sure to make her
accept the sort of marriage he has in mind – one where they live
apart. The only problem is, to convince her, they must spend time
together. And the more they do, the more he risks falling prey to the one
emotion he knows he must avoid at all cost: love.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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When Love Leads To Scandal

The Townsbridges, Book 1

Release Date: February 2019

 

 

Two people fated to be together…

Recently engaged to the Earl of Langdon, Lady Bethany is content with the
knowledge that she’s made a wonderful match for herself. Until a
chance encounter with a handsome stranger makes her wish she was still
unattached – a sentiment that grows even stronger when circumstance
causes her to spend more time in this gentleman’s company.

And the duty that threatens to come between them…

Charles Townsbridge is not prepared to learn that the mystery woman he
met in the park, the very same woman he cannot get out of his head, is in
fact his best friend’s fiancée. Determined to do the right
thing, he tasks himself with quashing the attraction, only to discover
that the heart cannot be so easily controlled.

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Lady Abigail’s Perfect Match

The Townsbridges, Book 2

Release Date: October 2019

 

A kiss can cure any ailment…

Lady Abigail has been infatuated with Mr. James Townsbridge for three
years. But when she is finally introduced to him, she finds him arrogant
and rude. Unfortunately, this doesn’t stop her heart from racing or
her stomach from flip-flopping while in his presence. In fact, being near
him makes her feel somewhat ill. Which complicates matters when they are
suddenly forced to marry.

James doesn’t like the aloof young lady to whom he has recently
been introduced. And since he has a blistering headache, he doesn’t
have the patience for someone who clearly doesn’t want to be in his
company. But when she lands in his lap and he accidentally rips her gown,
his duty is clear. Now James must try to get along with his awful
fiancée, or risk living unhappily ever after. But is that
possible?

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Falling for Mr. Townsbridge

The Townsbridges, Book 3

Release Date: July 21, 2020

 

He knows he ought to forget her…

When William Townsbridge returns from Portugal and meets Eloise Lamont,
the new cook his mother has hired, he’s instantly smitten. The only
problem of course is that she’s a servant – completely off
limits for a gentleman with an ounce of honor. But as they become better
acquainted, William starts to realize he must make Eloise his. The only
question is how.

Eloise loves her new position. But William Townsbridge’s arrival
threatens everything, from her principles to her very heart. Falling for
her employer’s son would be monumentally stupid. All it can lead to
is ruin, not only for the present, but for her entire future. So then the
simplest solution would be to walk away. But can she?

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Born in Denmark, USA TODAY bestselling author Sophie arnes spent her
youth traveling with her parents to wonderful places all around the world.
She’s lived in five different countries, on three different continents,
and speaks Danish, English, French, Spanish, and Romanian. But, most
impressive of all, she’s been married to the same man three times—in
three different countries and in three different dresses.

 

When she’s not busy dreaming up her next romance novel, Sophie enjoys
spending time with her family, swimming, cooking, gardening, watching
romantic comedies and, of course, reading.

 

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Historical Romance – Tempting the Scoundrel

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House of Devon, Book 3

Historical Romance, Regency Romance

Release Date: September 23, 2020

 

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Below stairs is where the romance begins..

As the most distinguished watchmaker in England, Christian Bainbridge
believes in accurate timepieces, not love. He secretly offered his heart
years ago, and he’s never gotten it back. When Raine Mowbray stumbles
into his life again, Christian realizes the woman he’s worshiped from
afar is still the woman he desires above all others.

Raine Mowbray needs solitude and employment, not love. A housemaid forced
to flee a loathsome earl’s grasp, the last thing she’s seeking
is a man’s amorous attention. When she finds herself unexpectantly
paired with a gorgeous watchmaker in need of an assistant, she’s
unnerved by his wit, kindness—and clandestine devotion to her.

If you like spirited heroines who fight falling in love and charmingly
arrogant heroes who think they know best, then this is the book for you!
Snuggle up with Tempting the Scoundrel, a steamy second chance,
love-at-first-sight Regency Romance!

 

This is a Downton Abbey-ish novella at 98 pages and 25K words!!

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About the Author

Award-winning author Tracy Sumner’s storytelling career began when she
picked up a historical romance on a college beach trip, and she fondly
blames LaVyrle Spencer for her obsession with the genre. She’s a recipient
of the National Reader’s Choice, and her novels have been translated into
Dutch, German, Portuguese and Spanish. She lived in New York, Paris and
Taipei before finding her way back to the Lowcountry of South
Carolina.

When not writing sizzling love stories about feisty heroines and their
temperamental-but-entirely-lovable heroes, Tracy enjoys reading,
snowboarding, college football (Go Tigers!), yoga, and travel. She loves to
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Historical Regency Romance – Falling for Mr. Townsbridge

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The Townsbridges, Book 3

Historical Regency Romance

Date Published: July 21, 2020

 

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He knows he ought to forget her…

When William Townsbridge returns from Portugal and meets Eloise Lamont, the
new cook his mother has hired, he’s instantly smitten. The only
problem of course is that she’s a servant – completely off
limits for a gentleman with an ounce of honor. But as they become better
acquainted, William starts to realize he must make Eloise his. The only
question is how.

Eloise loves her new position. But William Townsbridge’s arrival
threatens everything, from her principles to her very heart. Falling for her
employer’s son would be monumentally stupid. All it can lead to is
ruin, not only for the present, but for her entire future. So then the
simplest solution would be to walk away. But can she?

 

Other Books in The Townsbridges Historical Romance Series:

 

When Love Leads To Scandal

The Townsbridges, Book 1

Release Date: February 2019

 

Two people fated to be together…

Recently engaged to the Earl of Langdon, Lady Bethany is content with the
knowledge that she’s made a wonderful match for herself. Until a chance
encounter with a handsome stranger makes her wish she was still unattached –
a sentiment that grows even stronger when circumstance causes her to spend
more time in this gentleman’s company.

And the duty that threatens to come between them…

Charles Townsbridge is not prepared to learn that the mystery woman he met
in the park, the very same woman he cannot get out of his head, is in fact
his best friend’s fiancée. Determined to do the right thing, he tasks
himself with quashing the attraction, only to discover that the heart cannot
be so easily controlled.

 

Purchase on Amazon

 

 

Lady Abigail’s Perfect Match

The Townsbridges, Book 2

Release Date: October 2019

 

A kiss can cure any ailment…

Lady Abigail has been infatuated with Mr. James Townsbridge for three
years. But when she is finally introduced to him, she finds him arrogant and
rude. Unfortunately, this doesn’t stop her heart from racing or her
stomach from flip-flopping while in his presence. In fact, being near him
makes her feel somewhat ill. Which complicates matters when they are
suddenly forced to marry.

James doesn’t like the aloof young lady to whom he has recently been
introduced. And since he has a blistering headache, he doesn’t have
the patience for someone who clearly doesn’t want to be in his
company. But when she lands in his lap and he accidentally rips her gown,
his duty is clear. Now James must try to get along with his awful
fiancée, or risk living unhappily ever after. But is that
possible?

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 Excerpt

A spark of awareness flared to life in his eyes, prompting her to drop her
gaze quickly. She finished preparing his plate and handed it to him. His
thumb brushed hers and her heart leapt. This was wrong, this response she
was having toward him. Nothing about it made sense when only moments ago
she’d been ready to hit him.

Avoiding further eye contact, she busied herself with putting the tin away.
“I have an early morning so I must be off now.”

“Won’t you keep me company while I eat?”

Eloise swallowed. “Non.” She closed the cupboard and forced her
feet to move toward the door. Reaching it, she paused to say, “It was
interesting to meet you, Mr. Townsbridge. I hope you enjoy your
snack.”

She turned away.

“I trust your husband is also in my parents’
employ?”

“No. I’m not…” Too late, she realized what
she’d revealed. Cooks were always referred to as Mrs., no matter their
marital status, and keeping Mr. Townsbridge in the dark about hers would
have served as a useful line of defense. If she’d been wise enough to
leave him wondering, that was, or even better if she’d lied.

“Duly noted.”

The comment chased her out of the kitchen and into the servants’
stairwell, all the way up to her room on the top floor of the house. She
didn’t pause for breath until she was safely inside with the door
shut. Good heavens. The way he’d said that, with seductive promise,
was enough to set her ablaze.

She patted her cheeks and expelled a deep breath.

No.

She absolutely could not allow herself to be alone with that man ever
again. Not only because of the threat he posed to her job but because of
what she feared he might want. And judging by how quickly he’d
replaced her indignation with amusement, she worried he had the skill to
acquire whatever he might desire.

Which meant she would have to avoid him at all cost.

About the Author

Born in Denmark, USA TODAY bestselling author Sophie Barnes spent her youth
traveling with her parents to wonderful places all around the world. She’s
lived in five different countries, on three different continents, and speaks
Danish, English, French, Spanish, and Romanian with various degrees of
fluency. But, most impressive of all, she’s been married to the same man
three times—in three different countries and in three different
dresses.

 

When she’s not busy dreaming up her next romance novel, Sophie enjoys
spending time with her family, swimming, cooking, gardening, watching
romantic comedies and, of course, reading.

 

 

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