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SummaryMarriages of convenience endanger secrets and spark romance in regency England.
StatsGenre: Adult historical romance (regency England)
Series length: Three books, plus one novella from a Christmas collection Violence: Lightly moderate, ranging from parental abuse to attempted assassination Magic/Supernatural: None Romance: Strong but clean. Christian/spiritual element: Overt Christian elements Recommendation: Those who love regency England and marriage-of-convenience stories. You might like this series if you liked... Jane Austen |
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"You'll do as you're told if you know what's good for you. I won't be humiliated again." Diana Seaton gripped the back of the chair she stood behind, grateful to have the piece of furniture between her and her father. Red suffused his face, and his eyes glittered. He paced the oriental rug in front of the fireplace in the drawing room of Seaton manor. |
The Lost Lieutenant (Serendipity & Secrets, Book 1)
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He supposed that someday he would have to forgive the child for being a girl. Marcus Haverly took one look at the squirming pink bundle in the nurse's arms and sighed, the weight of the world threatening to push him into the ornate rug beneath his Hessians. he set down the book he'd been reading, his appetite for the written word evaporating as reality set in. |
The Gentleman Spy (Serendipity & Secrets, Book 2)
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If it got any hotter, the Royal Navy would have to ship him home in a flask. Captain Charles Wyvern dabbed the sweat from his temples with his already-soaked handkerchief as he entered the military hospital. What wouldn't he give to be aboard his vessel, palms braced against the rail, taking the sea breeze full in the face? |
The Indebted Earl (Serendipity & Secrets, Book 3)
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Opening Lines of Wonders of His Love:
Did a turtle ever protest the restrictions of its carapace? Did the canary resent the cage, no matter how gilded, and imagine soaring through the sky? Did a sheep long to leap like a stag and escape the paddock? Cilla played another series of arpeggios on the pianoforte, letting her mather-in-law's monologue about her various aches and dissatisfactions drfit around her. This day varied little from those that had come before it, for weeks, months. For nearly a year and a half now. Actually, if she were honest, the sameness had covered all her life. |
Joy to the World! (A Regency Christmas Collection )
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