on October 17th 2017
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Snowed in at a castle full of handsome lords, three young ladies are about to have the holiday of their lives… From the authors of At the Duke's Wedding.
Map of a Lady's Heart by Caroline Linden
The road to happily-ever-after… With Kingstag Castle full of guests and the snow falling, Viola Cavendish has her hands full making sure the Christmas house party runs smoothly. The unexpected arrival of the Earl of Winterton and his nephew Lord Newton upends everything. Not only is Lord Newton flirting with the young ladies Viola is supposed to chaperone, Lord Winterton himself makes her pulse race.Always takes some twists and turns Wesley Morane, Earl of Winterton, has come to Kingstag Castle in search of a valuable atlas, and he refuses to be deterred by the snow, the house party, his nephew, or even the most ridiculous play ever staged. But before long the only map he wants is one that shows him the way to Viola’s heart…
Hot Rogue on a Cold Night by Maya Rodale
Jilted by a duke: Lady Serena Cavendish was born and bred to be a duchess. Too bad, then, that the Duke of Frye mysteriously and suddenly ended their betrothal. Seduced by a Rogue: Greyson Jones, an agent of the crown, is the only one who thinks being jilted has made Serena more alluring. When he lucks into an invitation to a Christmas house party at Kingstag Castle to cheer her up--and perhaps find her a husband--he seizes the opportunity to win her heart before they might be parted forever. On the way to the altar: Their journey to happily ever after involves a ridiculous play, a lovesick swan, a mysterious gift and, of course, a kiss.
Snowy Night with a Duke by Katharine Ashe
The last time Lady Charlotte Ascot bumped into the Duke of Frye, she climbed a tree to avoid him. Sometimes it's simply easier to run away than to face her feelings for him -- overwhelmingly passionate feelings that no modest lady should have! Now, on her way to Kingstag Castle to celebrate the holidays with friends, Charlotte is trapped by a snowstorm at a tiny country inn with the duke of her steamiest dreams. But Frye has a secret of his own, and Christmas is the ideal time to finally tell the woman he's always wanted the whole unvarnished truth. Better yet, he'll show her...
Hot Rogue on a Cold Night by Maya Rodale
The most interesting thing that had ever happened to Lady Serena Cavendish was being jilted by Horace Breckenridge Church, the Duke of Frye, to whom she’d been betrothed since birth, practically.
By all accounts, she was an excellent match: a classic English beauty of rank and wealth, exquisitely mannered, a sterling reputation, talented in all the ladylike arts, and essentially born and bred to be a duchess. It was a known fact that ladies of such qualifications got married, not jilted.
But as a jilted woman, Serena now had an aura of tragedy, an air of mystery, and a whiff of scandal. As such, she had finally become interesting.
This was according to one Mr. Greyson Jones, a close personal friend of the Duke of Frye. Mr. Jones was widely reported to have remarked, “If you ask me, Frye dodged a bullet by avoiding a match to Lady Serena. I know, she’s a perfect lady, but she’s a little too perfect. This will make her more intriguing, now, don’t you think?”
Serena longed to point out that no one had asked him, least of all her. For that matter, she had not aspired to be interesting, she had aspired to be married.
And now she was still unwed and less of an excellent match.
Hence, this house party, in which she would celebrate Christmas and hopefully find her future husband.
The first guest was shown into the drawing room where she waited, seated elegantly by the fire where it was warm and where the light of the fire cast a flattering warm glow on her complexion.
Serena rose to greet him; her smile faltered when she saw the youngish man with sandy-colored hair, grayish eyes, and wide shoulders, which were lightly dusted in white snowflakes.
The words good afternoon died on her lips.
“Oh. It’s you,” she muttered in a rare lapse of manners. She refused to give much thought to the who and why and how this particular person could step into a room and make her forget years of ingrained etiquette. Recovering, she forced a smile and said most graciously, “Good day, Mr. Jones. Welcome to Kingstag. I trust you had a pleasant journey.”
“Lady Serena. A pleasure. As always.” His voice was low and he spoke as if savoring the words. Serena. Pleasure. Always. His eyes had the audacity to sparkle as he spoke.
“Is it really, Mr. Jones?” She was not convinced.
He gave her a wolfish smile.
“Whyever would you think it was not?”
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Ms. Rodale is curious….
Who would you love to be stranded at a house party with?