December 1926
Violet and Jack take the train to Scotland with their friends for the holidays
only to arrive and realize that the village has been exposed to scarlet fever.
Given the delicate babies in their family, they determine to insulate
themselves at the lodge they'd taken.
Nearly desperate for some peace and holiday cheer, they intend nothing but
lolling by the fire, diving into cupfuls of eggnog, and feasting.
Only, once again, they discover a body. The worst of it is that they were
alone at the lodge when the crime was committed. Is it possible that one of
them is the killer? Join Vi and friends as they determine their loyalties and
hunt a murderer.
Book TWENTY-SEVEN in the Violet Carlyle Mysteries. Are you ready for the
roaring twenties? You’ll love Vi, her patient husband Jack, her indulgent twin
Vic, and their friends. For fans of Carola Dunn, Jacqueline Winspear,
Georgette Heyer, and Lee Strauss. A light, cozy mystery with a fun peek into
life in the life of a bright young thing. No swearing, graphic scenes, or
cliffhangers.
Up next: Murder at Midnight (coming soon)
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In Regency England, three friends deal with the aftermath of a raid on a molly house they all visited.After being caught up in a raid on a molly house, Thomas Brook escapes on his way to the pillory. Collapsing from exhaustion on the moors of Yorkshire, he's rescued by the handsome Lord Elmsby and taken to Gorsewall Manor. As he recovers, Lord Elmsby offers him a position cataloging the library. It would be an ideal situation, isolated, with a handsome, solitary lord and servants who don't ask many questions, except for the strange sounds in the corners of the library and the feeling he's being watched. And then a body is found on the moors, a body that could be the long missing fiancee of Lord Elmsby, and Thomas must find out the truth of what happened at Gorsewall Manor.A gay - m/m Regency romance, 82,000 words Views: 92
Nau cannot remember a time when she was not one with the world around her: with the fast breeze, the green grass, the high clouds, and the endless blue sky above the Shingled Spit. But her greatest joy is to visit the sea, where whales gather every morning to gaily spout rainbows. Then, one day, she finds a man in the mist where a whale should be: Reu, who has taken human form out of his Great Love for her. Together these first humans become parents to two whales, and then to mankind. Even after Reu dies, Nau continues on, sharing her story of brotherhood between the two species. But as these origins grow more distant, the old woman's tales are subsumed into myth—and her descendants turn increasingly bent on parading their dominance over the natural world. Buoyantly translated into English for the first time by Ilona Yazhbin Chavasse, this new entry in the Seedbank series is at once a vibrant retelling of the origin story of the Chukchi, a timely parable about the... Views: 92
Memorial Day, 1938: New York socialite Lily Dane has just returned with her family to the idyllic oceanfront community of Seaview, Rhode Island, expecting another placid summer season among the familiar traditions and friendships that sustained her after heartbreak. That is, until Greenwalds decide to take up residence in Seaview.Nick and Budgie Greenwald are an unwelcome specter from Lily’s past: her former best friend and her former fiancé, now recently married—an event that set off a wildfire of gossip among the elite of Seaview, who have summered together for generations. Budgie’s arrival to restore her family’s old house puts her once more in the center of the community’s social scene, and she insinuates herself back into Lily's friendship with an overpowering talent for seduction...and an alluring acquaintance from their college days, Yankees pitcher Graham Pendleton. But the ties that bind Lily to Nick are too strong and intricate to ignore, and the two are drawn back into long-buried dreams, despite their uneasy secrets and many emotional obligations. Under the scorching summer sun, the unexpected truth of Budgie and Nick’s marriage bubbles to the surface, and as a cataclysmic hurricane barrels unseen up the Atlantic and into New England, Lily and Nick must confront an emotional cyclone of their own, which will change their worlds forever.Review Praise for *A Hundred Summers*“[A] fast-paced love story…the scorching sun illuminates a friend’s betrayal and reignites a romance.” — O, The Oprah Magazine“Perfect for fans of the Gossip Girl series.” — People“Summer of 1938: A scandalous love triangle and a famous hurricane converge in a New England beach community. Add in a betrayal between friends, a marriage for money, and a Yankee pitcher, and it’s a perfect storm.” —Good Housekeeping“A candidate for this year’s big beach read.” —Kirkus“Novels as masterfully done as A Hundred Summers come along only about that often. Beatriz Williams delivers an intricately woven tale of friendship, betrayal, old families, and closely guarded secrets. It is what every beach book should aspire to be – smart and engrossing.”—Elin Hilderbrand, author of Beautiful Day and the bestselling Summerland"Smart, delicious writing... Williams adds a signature touch of historic drama." —Library Journal "Williams' sweeping saga of betrayal, sacrifice, and redemption trenchantly examines the often duplicitous nature of female friendships and family friendships." —BooklistA Hundred Summers sparkles like the New England summer sun. A brilliantly told tale of love lost and found, of friendship, and of family ties that strangle… Definitely a book for my keeper shelf.—Karen White New York Times-bestselling author of Sea ChangeAbout the AuthorBeatriz Williams lives with her husband and children in Greenwich, Connecticut. She is the author of Overseas. Views: 92
She's learned to ask for nothing... Miss Hecate Brompton is on the shelf and relieved to finally be there with her personal wealth in tact. She faces enough challenges keeping her rackety family from scandal and ruin without the added bother of marriage. When Phillip Vincent approaches her with a request to become his de facto finishing governess, she's both appalled by and sympathetic to his plan. She was once the awkward outsider, and knows exactly how treacherous the waters of the Beau Monde can be for the unsuspecting. To win her love, he will sacrifice everything. Phillip is mere gentry at heart, and the glittering ballrooms of Mayfair leave him frankly bored. For the sake of his family he must nonetheless learn to do the pretty. Miss Hecate Brompton, is anything but glittering. She's quiet, proper, plain, and—to Phillip—utterly fascinating. He sees what society does not: Behind Hecate's demure facade lurks... Views: 92
This historical romance, set in the 1190s during the rule of England's Richard the Lion Heart, exposes the raw experience of love: romantic, sexual and spiritual. The dramatic action moves from Wales through a tumultuous Europe unsettled by the Crusades to intensely colorful Palestine and back. Arrogant Guy Lanfranc assumes control of the family castle by sending his hated mother, the old baroness Ailena Valaise, on a pilgrimage to the Holy Land. Wily Ailena vows revenge and finds the means in the person of Rachel Tibbon, a Jewish girl who survived the butchery of her family and other Jews after Crusader losses. Ailena's plot to regain the castle built by her father propels Rachel into a perilous adventure of vengeance, faith—and true love set against impossible odds.
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From the ancient Book of Ether comes a haunting story of two royal sisters. The elder sister, Ash, will do anything to bring her father, King Jared II, back to the throne. The younger sister, Naiva, only wants to save her family from destruction. Greed and the quest for power blend together in H.B. Moore's volatile novel. The bond of sisterhood becomes precariously fragile when one man named Akish falls in love with the younger sister, Naiva, but he chooses to marry the elder sister. The sisters' hearts are divided When Ash becomes queen, seduced by the promise of power and wealth. Naiva watches her world crumble away. She sees only one way out, but it will require forsaking all that she holds dear. Views: 92
Her life is bound to the throne. His is bound to a dragon. Enemies from the start, fate has woven together the lives of Lady Snowlark and the Drameara, leading them on an unwilling journey that challenges their most basic beliefs. Lady Snowlark has one purpose in life – to do her duty and serve the throne. But when she is taken captive by one of the dreaded warriors who are stirring war across the country, survival becomes the ultimate goal in a high stakes game that can have only one winner – Snowlark or the Drameara. Views: 91
A love story of Philipse Manor-House in 1778. Views: 91
MARY FINDS HERSELF IN A DIFFERENT PLACE It was not a dream, this wonderful thing that happened to Mary Brown, although it seemed very much like a dream at first. Mary was a pretty, round-faced, dirty little girl who had neither a father nor a mother nor a brother nor a sister. Nobody had kissed her since she could remember, although it was only the day before yesterday that Mrs. Coppert had beaten her. She lived in a poor, narrow street, and during the daytime she spent many hours in the road. During the night she lay on a sack on the floor of a small room with three other children. Sometimes, when she played in the road, Mary almost forgot she was hungry; but for the most part, she was a sorrowful little girl. She had none of the things which you like the best—she did not even know there were such things in the world; she seldom had enough to eat, and her clothes were very ragged and dirty indeed. One afternoon she was playing in the gutter, it happened to be a little past tea-time, although Mary did not always have any tea; she had no toys, but there was plenty of mud, and you can make very interesting things out of mud if you only know the way. Mary kneeled in the road, with her back to the turning, the soles of a pair of old boots showing beneath her ragged skirt, as she stooped over the mud, patting it first on one side then on the other, until it began to look something like the shape of a loaf of bread. Mary thought how very nice it would be if only it was a loaf of bread, so that she might eat it, when suddenly she seemed to hear a loud clap of thunder and the day turned into night. She did not feel any pain, but the street and the mud all disappeared, and Mary Brown knew nothing. For a long time, although she never knew for how long, she was Nowhere! It might have been a month or a week or a day or an hour or even only five minutes or one minute or a second, but when she found herself Somewhere again it was somewhere else. Mary had been playing in the road, feeling very hungry, with her hands on the soft mud, when this strange sensation came to her and she knew nothing else. And when she opened her eyes again, she was not in the road any longer, as she would have expected; though for some time yet she could not imagine where she was or how she had come there. She was lying on her back, but not upon the floor of the poor house in William Street; she lay on something quite soft and comfortable far above the boards. All around her she saw an iron rail, and at the corners two bright yellow knobs. Above, she saw a clean white ceiling, whilst the walls, which were a long way from the bed, seemed to be almost hidden by coloured pictures. Instead of her ragged dress, Mary wore a clean, white night-gown, and there was not a speck of mud on her hands, which astonished her more than anything else. \'They can\'t be my hands,\' she thought; \'they must belong to somebody else. They look quite clean and white, and I am sure I never had white hands before.\' Then some one came to the bed-side and stood staring down into Mary\'s face.... Views: 91
