Anne gasped, and her lips trembled as tears sprang to her eyes at the sight of him.
Lady Sophia stood and after a quick word of greeting and a whispered comment to Alex, left the two alone. Alex took the place on the bench which had just been vacated by Anne’s aunt.
“You came,” Anne whispered.
from Her Heart’s Choice
…If his heart could make his choice for him instead of his father, Kitty Bennet would be his choice. She had stolen his heart when she shivered in the wind on the street in front of the milliner’s shop as she insisted on being introduced to him as Katherine…
[from His Inconvenient Choice]
Welcome to a brand new week. Shall we start it with some relaxing piano music and a quote from a story?
How does a fellow tell his pretty new friend that he would like to be more than just friends? That’s the colonel’s dilemma in Moonlight, Mistletoe, and Mary. He’s quite smitten with his new friend, as you might be able to tell from the quote below.
Moonlight, Mistletoe, and Mary is a novelette-length sequel to Matching Mr. Darcy. It can be purchased at your favourite retailer or downloaded as part of the welcome library when you subscribe to my mailing list.
Welcome to a brand new week. Shall we start it with some relaxing piano music and a quote from a story?
If you’ve been following Charles’s story, which is currently posting on Fridays, you’ll recognize Trefor Linton, the hero of A Scandal in Springtime, as a fellow who follows the rules and is never the source of scandal. That is he wasn’t the source of scandal until he met Kitty Bennet and his world turned on its head. (FYI: This quote is from a conversation Charles and Trefor are having a ball.)
A Scandal in Springtime is book three in the Darcy Family Holidays series.
When Kitty’s world collides, quite literally, with Trefor Linton’s, the result is going to be a tantalizingly delicious tale that will set tongues wagging and make for a spring Kitty will always remember.
The spitting rain had left muddy trails down Darcy’s greatcoat as it mixed with the road dirt. Keeping to the right branch of the road as the gentleman had instructed, Darcy found himself riding up a path toward a stone cottage. “I think this is the cottage,” said Darcy.
“I do not see any other,” agreed Bingley.
[from Oxford Cottage]
