At the Duke's Wedding

An original Regency romance anthology
by Katharine Ashe, Caroline Linden, Miranda Neville & Maya Rodale
at the duke's wedding caroline linden katharine ashe maya rodale miranda neville regency romance

"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


Featuring:

That Rogue Jack by Maya Rodale
P.S. I Love You by Miranda Neville
When I Met My Duchess by Caroline Linden
How Angela Got Her Rogue Back by Katharine Ashe

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The Novellas

That Rogue Jack

by Maya Rodale

Jack, Lord Willoughby is charming, handsome, and utterly irresponsible. In other words, he's the worst person to entrust with the ducal wedding ring. Miss Henrietta Black is prim, proper and the ideal person to help find the priceless family heirloom that's gone missing...as long as she isn't distracted by Jack's gorgeous smile and tantalizing attempts at seduction. They MUST find the ring before the wedding...if they aren't too busy falling in love.
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P.S. I Love You

by Miranda Neville

Handsome, inarticulate Frank Newnham asks for his cousin Christian's help when he woos Rosanne Lacy by letter. Rosanne falls for Frank's delicious prose, but when they meet in person at the duke's wedding party, Rosanne can't understand why Frank seems so ...dull. And why is she drawn to the dark brooding Earl of Bruton, with his scarred face and air of melancholy?
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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.

"Lord Willoughby!"

"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!"

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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."

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When I Met My Duchess

by Caroline Linden

Gareth Cavendish, Duke of Wessex, believes he's chosen the perfect bride...until he meets her sister and lightning strikes--literally! Now he's the only member of society dreading the wedding of the season. Or is he? Cleo Barrows can't fathom why her knees weaken every time the handsome duke approaches, or why her sister isn't in the clouds at the prospect of marrying him. But the more often wedding plans throw Cleo and Gareth intimately together, the faster time is running out to turn the celebration of the summer into the scandal of the year.
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How Angela Got Her Rogue Back

by Katharine Ashe

When gorgeous Lord Trenton Ascot beckons to history grad student Angela Cowdrey from the pages of a comic book, she thinks she's going crazy. When Trent rescues her from a lake and she claims she's from the future, he knows he is. But a blackmailer is threatening Trent's family and Angela is determined to help. While unraveling the mystery of her time-travel trip to the duke's wedding, this modern girl and Regency lord just might discover a passion that defies centuries.
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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.

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.

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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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Katharine Ashe

katharine ashe author
Award-winning Katharine Ashe writes lushly intense historical romance with a touch of adventure. She is the author of How To Be a Proper Lady, one of Amazon's Ten Best Romances of 2012, and eight other acclaimed novels set in nineteenth-century Britain. Readers can visit her website and discover how parts of her time-traveling heroine's story are in fact autobiographical (though she refuses to admit precisely which). Visit her online at www.katharineashe.com.
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Caroline Linden

caroline linden author Caroline Linden was born a reader, not a writer. She earned a math degree from Harvard University and wrote computer software before turning to writing fiction. Ten years, eleven books, two Red Sox championships, and one dog later, she has never been happier with her decision. Her books have won the NEC Reader's Choice Beanpot Award, the Daphne du Maurier Award, and RWA's RITA. Since she never won any prizes in math, she takes this as a sign that her decision was also a smart one. Visit her online at www.carolinelinden.com.
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Miranda Neville

miranda neville authorMiranda Neville grew up in England, loving the books of Georgette Heyer and other Regency romances. She now lives in Vermont with her daughter and an immensely talented cat who made a book trailer for her last novel. Her historical romances published by Avon include the popular Burgundy Club series, about Regency book collectors, and the current Wild Quartet. P.S. I Love You was inspired by Cyrano de Bergerac and her very talented fellow authors. For more information about Miranda and her books, and a link to the fabulous feline book trailer, visit her website www.mirandaneville.com
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Maya Rodale

maya rodale author Maya Rodale began reading romance novels in college at her mother's insistence. She is now the author of numerous smart and sassy historical romance novels. A champion of the romance genre and it's readers, she is also the author of the non-fiction book Dangerous Books For Girls: The Bad Reputation Of Romance Novels, Explained and a co-founder of Lady Jane's Salon, a national reading series devoted to romantic fiction.Maya lives in New York City with her darling dog and a rogue of her own. Visit her on the web at www.mayarodale.com.
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The Reviews

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

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