"Four fabulous authors in one place! The perfect summer read!"
--New York Times Bestseller Sarah MacLean
As society gathers at Kingstag Castle for the wedding of the year, matrimony is in the air. But who will be the bride? With swoonworthy lords, witty ladies, eccentric relatives, a gaggle of free-spirited girls, not to mention the world's best high perch phaeton, it's a recipe for mayhem--and romance.
Award winning, best-selling authors Katharine Ashe, Caroline Linden, Miranda Neville and Maya Rodale serve up delectable Regency fun and a sexy contemporary twist in this anthology of original novellas.
Four authors, four couples, four deliciously romantic surprises. When it comes to love, anything can happen...
Total anthology length: 129,000 words/516 pages
by Maya Rodale
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by Miranda Neville
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Excerpt: That Rogue Jack
On the servants' staircase, before dinner
"Good evening, Miss Black, Jack said, sweeping into a deep bow.
The lady remained unmoved.
Given the solitude of the servants' stairs and the dim lighting, many women would have thrust their bosom up against him, twined his hair through their fingers, and murmured all sorts of invitations. He was a bit taken aback and more than a bit intrigued when she did no such thing. Speaking of bosoms...
"I have no wish to bother you, Lord Willoughby. The duchess has charged me with obtaining the wedding ring from you, which I've been trying to do ever since you arrived yesterday."
"Is that so?" Jack supposed he had caught her looking at him as if she wanted to speak to him desperately. But then someone had asked him a question or the footman poured more wine, and he had found his attentions engaged elsewhere.
"If you just hand it over, I shall cease plaguing you about it."
"The ring..." he echoed.
His damned brainbox hadn't registered a word she’d said because he had noticed that her breasts were exactly at his eye level. Her very fine, full, and pert breasts. Most of his memories of her were from their days as children. There was nothing childish about her now.
"Yes," he said, snapping to attention. He took a step up so he might avoid gazing upon her breasts. For his own good. But then his eyes settled upon her lips, which had parted at his forward step. Nothing childish about her mouth, either.
And it was dark. They were alone. And he was the sort of man who enjoyed a damn good kiss. Especially when the woman was a challenge and her mouth was plump, pink perfection.
She exhaled, impatiently. Women did that around him. Often.
"The precious diamond and sapphire ring that is a priceless Wessex family heirloom that you were asked to collect from Gold and Son's Jewelers in London and safely deliver to the duke?"
"Oh, that ring."
He had gotten it. It was...somewhere. Couldn't think of where exactly at this moment.
Jack took another step up and this one brought him close enough to loom over her. She peered up at him with an expression of peevishness shaded by terror. He noticed the determined rise and fall of her bosom--he tended to have an eye for these things--and noted that she was taking the sort of deliberate calming, deep breaths one took when trying very hard not to panic.
She thought he had forgotten the ring. Well, he hadn't. It was...God, he was struck with the damnedest desire to slide his hand around her waist and tug her against him. Then he'd taste that mouth of hers in a very improper kiss.
"Lord Willoughby! We must deliver the ring to the duke or else...we just must!"
Excerpt: P.S. I Love You
"I'm in love."
"For God's sake! Dancer or actress?" Frank's intimate relations had so far been confined to the demimonde. "Either way, she isn't going to want you for your literary skills."
"You don't understand. I'm truly in love this time." An expression of deep fatuity settled on Frank's symmetrical features. "With Miss Rosanne Lacy."
Warnford's daughter? Are you thinking of marriage?"
"She's the most beautiful girl in the world. I met her staying with Morton in Leicestershire and"--his face turned from idiocy to panic--"I asked her father's permission to write to her."
"What made you do such a foolish thing?"
"How else will I make an impression? You know what I'm like, Chris. A man of action. Never can think of much to say to a woman. I'd be happy to fight a duel or save her from a villain, but there never seems to be an opportunity."
"Very true. In these civilized times the daughters of peers rarely fall into the clutches of criminals. Such a shame."
"I knew you'd understand," Frank said, with the bashful smile that made marriage-minded misses melt while their mamas invited him to dinner and would probably have done his washing had he so asked. "Trouble is, I can't think of anything to say."
by Caroline Linden
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by Katharine Ashe
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Excerpt: How Angela Got Her Rogue Back
"My lord?" The words sounded funny. She'd never spoken with an actual nobleman before. Or an actor pretending to be a nobleman.
He stood with his back to the boathouse. He looked over his shoulder and Angela's heart turned over. Just like in the comic book.
"I need help," she managed to say.
She half expected him to refuse, but he came toward her.
"Do the garments--"
"They're great." She stepped out of hiding behind the doorframe. "It's just that I..."
His attention dropped to her hands pressing the stays against her ribs, then shifted up to her breasts. They were entirely concealed by the shift, but his gaze made her feel like he could see right though cloth, like Superman.
"I can't fasten the stays on my own," she croaked. A dark flush rose in his chiseled cheeks. Standing in the thin chemise and unfastened corset, beneath his gaze she felt...sexy.
She hadn't felt sexy in...ever.
It felt good. It felt really good. She didn't even care if he was an actor.
She turned her back to him and looked over her shoulder like he had in the comic book. Like he had in the comic book when he'd told her to come back.
Excerpt: When I Met My Duchess
"Shall we proceed inside?" Gareth paused, remembering something. "But did you not say your eldest daughter would also be accompanying you?"
A moment of silence passed over the group. Sir William and Lady Grey exchanged a glance. Miss Grey wet her lips. "Yes. My sister did come. She wanted a moment to repair her appearance, I believe."
"Ah." Gareth nodded, and turned toward the carriage again, wishing the sister would hurry up and get down so they could step inside before the rain came and soaked them all. How long did she need to repair herself, anyway? Miss Grey managed to look as neat and elegant as any lady in town.
"I'm coming," said a voice from the carriage. "Just a moment!" She appeared in the door of the carriage, her face hidden by a dark red bonnet. She gathered up her vibrant yellow skirt in one hand and reached out to take the hand of the footman waiting to assist her. "So sorry to keep everyone waiting," she said a bit breathlessly as she jumped down and faced them all.
She looked like her sister, but different. Where Helen Grey's face was tranquil and composed, this woman's face was lively and expressive. Her eyes sparkled and danced. Her features were sharper than Helen's and her figure was fuller, almost lush. And as she tipped up her pointed chin and looked at Gareth with openly interested brown eyes, lightning struck.
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At the Duke's Wedding is a delightful anthology. The four stories are tied together wonderfully by the storyline around the duke's wedding. Each one made me excited to read the next. The romances were all adorable, sweet and/or charming. If you want an entertaining, fun and heartwarming read, this one definitely fits the bill. --Romance Novel News
Filled with romance, passion, danger, scandal, and love. You can not go wrong with At the Duke's Wedding. The characters are engaging, the plots interesting as well as intriguing and the passion is fulfilling. Fast paced and passion packed. --My Book Addiction Reviews