Regency
7 primary works
Book 1
'I DO NOT THINK I WANT TO BE MARRIED AT ALL. I WANT TO BE RICH. VERY RICH?.'
Miss Henrietta Bascombe's closest of friends chums gasped to hear of such a well-bred lady talk of going into trade, but Henrietta was determined to turn her pittance of an inheritance into a fortune by opening a London sweet shop that would rival the famous Gunther's! Undaunted by a challenge, Henrietta proceeded to hang out the traditional confectioners sign of a golden pineapple and soon earned the custom of the entire haute ton. That is, until the proud Earl of Carrisdowne took exception to his younger brother and his best friend ogling the girls behind Bascombe's counter. It was clear to the earl that Miss Bascombe would have to be put out of business and soon. But the earl looked forward to tangling with the fiery-eyed proprietor much more than he was willing to admit.
Book 2
The tenth earl of Berham did not know what to do. An attractive 32-year-old bachelor, he had been appointed guardian of the young Freddie Armstrong, the eighteen-year-old grandson of his late father's dear friend. That was bad enough. Then he discovered that this boy was really a girl! It was against all convention and against his personal code to keep a young lady concealed in his own home. He had to find a solution.
The earl's frequent visitor, Lady Clarissa Rennenord, heartily agreed - but for less noble reasons. Lady Clarissa hoped to snare the earl in marriage and she did not want any competition. She recommended that Freddie be sent to a seminary. No one but Lady Rennenord knew what a horrid place it was. No one, including Lady Rennenord, had expected Freddie to escape? Now Freddie was back, and the earl found her presence unsettling in more ways than one.
Book 3
I am going to die, she thought. It is sunny, and the whole of London is happy and joyous because I am going to die.'
The great Marquess herself had come to enjoy the show.
'Speech! Speech!' roared the crowd.
Polly raised her hands and the crowd fell silent.
'My lords, ladies, and gentlemen,' said Polly from the foot of the gallows. 'Why is it that such as I who am poor and have nothing should hang for a petty theft when such as she,' - here Polly paused and pointed straight toward the woman who'd captured her - 'Mrs. Blanchard, that abbess of Covent Garden, can commit murder on the souls of innocent country girls over and over again, and yet go free!'
With those words Polly said her farewells and at last, 'I bid you good day, my friends. We shall meet again. For such as you who enjoy a spectacle such as this will surely roast in hell!
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Book 9
From the top of his flawlessly groomed head to the waxed tips of his fashionable shoes, Lord Andrew Childe was every inch the perfect gentleman. But Andrew's arrogant composure was almost always shattered by the impertinent Penelope Mortimer, an achingly lovely country beauty who had a clear knack for ruffling his lordship's feathers.
Her nose for trouble seem to land Lord Andrew into the most awkward situations and love itself quickly became the most delicate of them all!