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SummaryLadies of Intrigue collect three unrelated historical romance novella that span from the streets of St. Paul, Minnesota, to the coast of England.
Once Upon a Dickens Christmas novellas features romantic stories of second chances during Christmas in Victorian England. StatsGenre: Adult historical romance
Series length: Three novellas each Violence: Light Magic/Supernatural: None Romance: Strong but clean Christian/spiritual element: Overt Christian elements Recommendation: Excellent for historical romance fans looking for a quick read. Once Upon a Dickens Christmas is especially good for those who enjoy seasonal reads. You might like these books if you liked... the work of Charles Dickens. |
Opening Lines from The Gentleman Smuggler's Lady:
Pretend I am courageous. Pretend my heart still beats. Pretend all manner of blissful things... and that I shall find him alive. Recreasing a worn scrap of foolscap, Helen Fletcher tucked the paper into her valise, then snapped shut the clasp, wishing most of all she'd never received such horrid news. No one had ever warned her about the dangers of parchment. |
Ladies of Intrigue
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Christmas or not, there was nothing merry about the twisted alleys of Holywell. Clara Chapman forced one foot in front of the other, sidestepping pools of..well, a lady ought not think on such things, not on the morn of Christmas Eve--or any other morn, for that matter. |
12 Days at Bleakly Manor
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In the tiny back courtyard of the Golden Egg Inn, Mina Scott lowered her copy of David Copperfield to her lap and lifted her face to the October sun. Closing her eyes, she savored the warmth and the first line to a new adventure, as was her wont whenever Miss Whymsy stopped by and lent her a book. Though she no longer stared at the page, the shapes of the words lingered, blazed in stark contrast to the brilliance against her lids. What a curious thought, to be one's own hero--for the only hero she wanted was William Barlow. |
A Tale of Two Hearts
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Opening Lines from The Old Lace Shop:
I have long abhorred black. It is a great abyss, sucking in the colours of the rainbow and wringing the life from them. The moniker of death. Nonetheless, I brave the darkness one last time to retrieve something precious. Plunging my hand past heavy gowns of the offensive colour, I rummage deep in the chest. Near the bottom, my fingers bump into a velvet box. Victory! Gripping it, I pull it out, and my throat goes dry. What I am about to do is as rebellious as Jezebel herself. |
Once Upon a Dickens Christmas
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