Once upon a time nine historical romance authors created a fairy tale inspired Regency world…
Resisting Romeo by Samantha Grace
There was much excitement yesterday at the Clarendon Hotel when a French actress interrupted a tête-à-tête between two of London’s most eligible bachelors and quietly exchanged words with them. Mr. Russell Hawke was quick to escort her from the premises, making witnesses wish they had remembered to bring their ear trumpets to tea.
Enchanted by the Earl by Amanda Mariel
Lowly seamstress Rose Woodcourt shocked society by capturing Hunter Thorne the Earl of Aubry’s heart after he banished her personal wolf.
Wish Upon A Kiss by Meara Platt
Young ladies from the best families are clamoring to become May Princesses now that Winifred Kingsley, a young lady of little consequence, caught the eye -and captured the heart – of Ardaric, fourth Duke of Blantyre when he spotted her dancing about a maypole in her shockingly scanty costume.
A Duke Worth His Salt by Allison Merritt
Lady Eleanor Mortin managed to snag the reclusive Duke of Greenebuck, who is not only writing fairy tale endings for his novels these days, but also living one with his new bride.
Masquerading as a Miss by Ari Thatcher
Just weeks after he was reported as drowned in that shipwreck, Lord Spalding appeared with a mysterious young woman who claimed to not know who her relations were. I daresay she has none and is eager to secure a match with Spalding, who as you know will one day inherit the earldom.
Searching for my Rogue by Dawn Brower
Upstart American, Alys Dewitt snared the Duke of Weston, one of England’s most sought after bachelors proving love is descending us all into madness.
The Enchanted Cave by Sue London
Irish lass Maeve O’Malley landed a blow to the hearts of innumerable smitten girls when she tangled Mr. Galen Mornay into knots of the nuptial variety.
Taming Beauty by Lynne Barron
Not only did the scandalous Lilith Aberdeen manage to bring the beastliest of barons up to scratch, but she did so only days before Lord Malleville was to marry her sister.
Stealing a Lady’s Heart by Tammy Andresen
Lady Charlotte Beaumont, first cousin to the Prince Regent, was seen gallivanting through Scotland with four eligible bachelors and no chaperone. This shocking lack of decorum is not the first from the lady but most certainly the worst. One simply must wonder if nuptials are soon to follow.
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My story is titled Searching for My Rogue. It is about a woman from 2015 who falls through time to 1815 and finds her Duke charming ;). It has elements from Alice in Wonderland. Here is a teaser for it.
“Alys wait…” She either didn’t hear him bellowing or she ignored him. He didn’t know which it was, but it was clear he had to go after her. James bolted down the hall following the path she’d taken.
The poor thing was confused. He had to catch her before she hurt herself further. He’d summon the doctor again. She’d need something the calm her down, perhaps he’d know better how to care for her malady.
Alys stopped at the top of the stairs, resting her hand on the balustrade. Her breathing was ragged. Her gaze fell on his when she glanced briefly behind her—then she skipped down the steps two at a time. Right before she reached the bottom, she tripped over her skirts and tumbled over the remaining few steps.
Bloody hell. The chit was going to be the death of him. James quickly followed her down and kneeled before her. “Are you all right?”
“Damned skirt is too long,” she muttered. Alys turned onto her side and glared up at him. “Of course I’m not all right, but nothing is broken. I’m sure I will have more bruises on top of the ones I already have.”
“Let me help you up.” James held out his hand to her.
“Thanks, I’ve got this.” Alys rolled onto her knees and hopped up to her feet. She turned to him and asked, “Where have you stashed Regina?”
“Pardon me?” James had no clue who this Regina was.
“My sister.” Alys rolled her eyes. “Where is she?”
James studied her for several seconds. She had mentioned something about her sister being devastated about Edward’s death. Perhaps she had been on her way to meet up with Regina for their wedding—not hers, as James previously assumed. Where her sibling was, though, he had no idea.
“I’m not acquainted with you or any of your family members.”
“I’m not in the mood for games, Bradford.” Her lips pursed up in displeasure. “Don’t make me hurt you. I’m well versed in all the areas to do the most damage to a person’s body.”
James rocked back on his heels. Both statements had him reeling. What order of woman was this standing before him? She threatened his person and didn’t have a clue who he was. This Bradford again—he hadn’t misheard her before—was clearly someone she didn’t like very much.
“My name is not Bradford.” He looked her up and down; trying to understand how a little slip of a woman could possibly do him any harm. “How do you propose to overpower me enough to impart any sort of damage to me?”
Her mouth fell open. Silence reigned throughout the room. James took advantage of her surprise and scooped her into his arms. Alys reached up quickly to wrap her arms around his neck, a reflex to catch her balance. “Put me down you big oaf,” she demanded.
“Wilson, fetch the doctor at once,” James bellowed. He switched his attention back to Alys and explained, “You require rest. The doctor left explicit directions. The maid I assigned to your room should not have allowed you to leave your bed, let alone get dressed and run around in your condition.”
James spun around and began to ascend the stairs once again. The lady was going back to her bed, whether she liked it or not. James sensed the harridan in his arms was about to give him hell for his high-handedness. It really was for her benefit. He’d deal with her wrath once he had her back in her bed.
“My condition?” She raised an eyebrow. “What condition is this? I can assure you I’m fine. Just a tad banged up.”
“Banged up?” James frowned. “You speak so strangely sometimes.”
“Kettle? Black? You’re acting out of character a bit.” She snorted. “Since when are you not Bradford? What are you going by today? Decided you needed a little change in your life?”
“I’ve never been, nor will I ever be, called Bradford.”
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