Three Weeks to Wed
by Ella Quinn
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GENRE: Historical
Romance (Regency)
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BLURB:
In the first book of her dazzling new series, bestselling author Ella
Quinn introduces the soon-to-be Earl and Countess of Worthington--lovers who
have more in common than they yet know. The future promises to be far from
boring…
Lady Grace Carpenter is ready to seize the day--or rather, the night--with the most compelling man she's ever known. Marriage would mean losing guardianship of her beloved siblings, and surely no sane gentleman will take on seven children not his own. But if she can have one anonymous tryst with Mattheus, Earl of Worthington, Grace will be content to live out the rest of her life as a spinster.
Matt had almost given up hope of finding a wife who could engage his mind as well as his body. And now this sensual, intelligent woman is offering herself to him. What could be more perfect? Except that after one wanton night, the mysterious Grace refuses to have anything to do with him. Amid the distractions of the Season he must convince her, one delicious encounter at a time, that no obstacle--or family--is too much for a man who's discovered his heart's desire…
"Oh, the tangled webs we weave…especially when our hearts are involved. Three Weeks to Wed is a delightfully heartwarming escape into the sparkling world of the Regency. Ella Quinn weaves magic." --Cathy Maxwell, New York Times bestselling author
Lady Grace Carpenter is ready to seize the day--or rather, the night--with the most compelling man she's ever known. Marriage would mean losing guardianship of her beloved siblings, and surely no sane gentleman will take on seven children not his own. But if she can have one anonymous tryst with Mattheus, Earl of Worthington, Grace will be content to live out the rest of her life as a spinster.
Matt had almost given up hope of finding a wife who could engage his mind as well as his body. And now this sensual, intelligent woman is offering herself to him. What could be more perfect? Except that after one wanton night, the mysterious Grace refuses to have anything to do with him. Amid the distractions of the Season he must convince her, one delicious encounter at a time, that no obstacle--or family--is too much for a man who's discovered his heart's desire…
"Oh, the tangled webs we weave…especially when our hearts are involved. Three Weeks to Wed is a delightfully heartwarming escape into the sparkling world of the Regency. Ella Quinn weaves magic." --Cathy Maxwell, New York Times bestselling author
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EXCERPTS:
“Yes, my lady.” He nodded, tapping the side of his
nose. “You were never here. Don’t expect to see anyone else in this weather.
You and your servants will sleep warm and dry tonight.” He pointed to the door
next to the stairs and within easy reach of the common room. “I’ll put you in
this parlor for dinner.”
She gave him a grateful smile. “Thank you. That
will be perfect.”
Susan, one of Brown’s daughters, showed Grace to
the large chamber at the back of the inn on the first floor. She handed the
girl her cloak to dry, then shook out her skirts. “I’ll call for you when I am
ready to retire.”
“Yes, my lady. Anything you need, just pull the
bell.” Susan bobbed a curtsey and left.
Grace glanced around. Although she had stopped here
any number of times on family outings, she’d never spent the night. The inn had
been in the Brown family for several generations. The building was old, but it
was clean and well maintained.
She took a book and Norwich shawl from her large
muff before descending the stairs to the parlor. Although it was early, not
much past two o’clock, Mr. Brown had closed the shutters, and a fire was lit,
as well as sufficient candles to brighten the room.
An hour later, warm and dry, she was engrossed in
Madelina, the latest romance from the Minerva Press. Over the storm, sounds of
another carriage arriving could be heard. Grace lowered the book, wondering who
the newcomer could be.
The inn door slammed opened. Moments later, Mr.
Brown’s agitated tone and that of another man, a gentleman by his speech,
reached her.
Her heart skipped a beat. Worthington? Could it
really be him? She hadn’t heard his voice for four years, but she’d never
forget it.
AUTHOR Bio and
Links:
Bestselling
author Ella Quinn’s studies and other jobs have always been on the serious
side. Reading historical romances, especially Regencies, were her escape.
Eventually her love of historical novels led her to start writing them. She has
just finished her first series, The Marriage Game, and her new series will
start in April 2016.
She is married to her wonderful husband of
over thirty years. They have a son and granddaughter, one cat and a dog. After
living in the South Pacific, Central America, North Africa, England and Europe,
she and her husband decided to make their dreams come true and are now living
on a sailboat cruising the Caribbean and North America.
She
loves having readers connect with her.
Website:
www.ellaquinnauthor.com
Facebook:
www.facebook.com/EllaQuinnAuthor
Twitter
www.twitter.com/ellaquinnauthor
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