
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...
Snowy Night with a Duke by Katharine Ashe
The door handle turned. Charlotte cast her gaze about desperately. Nowhere to hide.
Dropping to the floor as the door creaked open, she propelled herself under the bed. And came face-to-face with the Duke of Frye.
Before she could even gasp, he clamped a big hand over her mouth and shook his head.
Caught between a rock and a hard place, she most certainly was. But the devil one knew was always safer than the devil one did not.
She nodded.
He released her just as the door clicked shut. Then Mr. Sheridan’s feet appeared beside the bed. A moment later, he removed his boots. Then both feet left the ground, the underside of the bed sagged into Charlotte’s behind, and Mr. Sheridan released another long sigh. Only then did she again turn her gaze to the man prone beside her.
A crease marred his noble brow.
She frowned.
He frowned back, the plaster twisting over his wound.
She pursed her lips.
His gaze went directly to them. And remained there.
She discovered the urgent need to moisten her lips with her tongue. Every etiquette book in the world was clear on the subject of lip licking: it was not recommended, and never in public.
But this was not public; it was the dusty floor beneath a bed in an inn. Also, Horace Church, the Duke of Frye, was the devil and she fully suspected it was his diabolical gaze that was making her mouth dry as bone.
Darting her tongue between her lips, she licked them.
His face lost all expression.
Oh. Of course. He could play at being a commoner, but when she made one tiny indiscretion he acted all righteously displeased.
Typical man. She rolled her eyes.
But when his gaze rose to meet hers, it was not displeasure she saw there. Rather, the opposite. The blue was positively fevered. Blazing.
Every kind of explosion went off inside Charlotte. A gasp escaped her throat.
His Adam’s apple rose and fell sharply.
Then he looked at her lips again.
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Ms. Ashe is curious….
If you had to hurl yourself beneath a bed to hide, who (or what!) would you want to find there?
I would want to find the earring I lost there the night before 🙂
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HAHAHA! Excellent. Lisa. 🙂
I would like to find James Norton or Simon Baker under there!
Oo, Amy, me too! 🙂
I would like to find a little girl/boy hiding from her nanny. That little girl would of course be the daughter to a very hot single father. I’d make a connection with the little girl/boy (because I love Kids anyway) and bring my two girls over for play dates. Lol love connection would follow 😜
Allisia, I officially LOVE this scenario!
Colin Firth would be nice
Mmm, Colin Firth would indeed be nice. 🙂
Oh I would love to find a trap door leading to secret tunnels …..and while running through the secret tunnels find a prince being held captive…and rescuing him…and falling in love…living happily ever after! 🙂
I absolutely LOVE that you are going to rescue him! Way to go, Laurajj!
Old and dusty earplugs LOL I’ve lost too many of those.
Ha, Lubnaa! I think I have a whole drawer in the bathroom full of those. 🙂
Let’s be diplomatic and say my husband. LOL
Hee hee hee, Sharlene. Very nice. I’m sure he’ll appreciate that. 🙂 🙂 🙂
A trap door leading to my very own Hobbit home!
i would love to find a scavenger hunt map. i could then spend time looking for clues with the hot, hunky hero and solve the mystery.
A puppy….Men are much more common – even handsome Dukes….LOL
I’d find a couple of those under-the-bed boxes full of books!
Henry Cavill hands down.
I would like to find my husband!
I would like to find either Aidan Turner (Ross Poldark) or Sam Heughan (Jamie), hiding under the bed with me. Actually, I wouldn’t mind finding them both under it.
All the socks I keep losing in the dryer…
I’d like to find Sam Elliott 😍
I would love to find Duncan the Earl of Eads. Oh the things I could do with him lol Happy Thanksgiving Katharine.
The only bed in my house that doesn’t have a wooden base of draws has tons of family photos in plastic bins under the bed!! There’s a lot of people under there!!!