Tag: C.J. Archer

The Whisper of Silenced Voices – C.J. Archer

Three days was long enough for Doctor Ashmole to settle in to Mull. It was time I visited him to pass on the medical records of our patients, as well as to inform him that I was available for midwifery cases. The problem was, I didn’t want to. Giving him the records would be like […]

The Temple of Forgotten Secrets – C.J. Archer

The man I’d known as King Leon was buried on a rise at the edge of the royal estate. The site offered a view of the palace, and the grave was marked with a hastily carved headstone. Theodore suggested a mausoleum be built to honor him, but no one else had championed the idea. Balthazar […]

The Prisoner’s Key – C.J. Archer

Tell her she can’t have it, India,” Miss Glass said from the sideboard where she poured tea. No, not Miss Glass. She was Aunt Letitia to me now that I was Matt’s wife. Matt’s wife, Aunt Letitia…I still wasn’t used to it after two weeks, but at least I no longer giggled when someone referred […]

The Palace of Lost Memories – C.J. Archer

Whispers of sorcery began when the palace’s foundations appeared overnight. One frost-bitten day, the broad plain five miles from Mull contained nothing but grass and muddy puddles; the next, solid walls took shape as if they’d sprouted from the ground like daffodils at the first hint of spring. Looking at the completed building now, surrounded […]

The Ink Master’s Silence – C.J. Archer

Lhen events have not been going one’s way for some time, it can take a period of adjustment before realizing all will be well. Finally, a week after his magic watch had been fixed, I allowed myself to believe Matt was going to live. He looked handsome and healthy in his full evening attire as […]

The Imposter’s Inheritance – C.J. Archer

I d been dreading dining with the Delanceys and their friends from the collectors’ club since we received the invitation a week previously. It was not my idea of an enjoyable way to spend an evening. Part of that apprehension could be attributed to seeing Lord Coyle again. Our meetings were never easy, but they […]

The Echo of Broken Dreams – C.J. Archer

The e arrival of foreign noblemen at the palace barely caused a raised eyebrow in Mull. Few weary travelers bothered to look up from the dirt beneath their worn boots to witness the procession of polished carriages passing by, and the villagers were indifferent to the presence of esteemed personages. After all, the palace—and therefore […]

The Convent’s Secret – C.J. Archer

Matt had walked to Lady Buckland’s house, so there was no rumble of carriage wheels to announce his return to number sixteen Park Street, only the quiet click of the front door unlocking. The sound wrenched my frayed nerves and echoed through the deep silence of the small hours. He was home, thank God. I […]

The Cheater’s Game – C.J. Archer

The American Wild West was precisely how I imagined it would be. The hot sun beat down on the dry earth, horses’ hooves kicked up dust as cowboys chased off the Indians, and characters I’d only read about in Willie’s dime novels whooped and hollered. Willie didn’t appear to be enjoying the show as much […]

Grave Expectations – C.J. Archer

Ah, Mademoiselle Holloway, Monsieur Fitzroy. I have been expecting you. Please come in. Sit.” The matron’s accent sounded like a cat’s purr with its rolling Rs and softly tumbling consonants. Her kind smile rippled across her face and reached her gray eyes. Eyes that looked at me with as much wonder as I had looked […]

Beyond the Grave (The Ministry of Curiosities #3) – C.J. Archer

Lincoln Fitzroy was an excellent kisser. Not that I had experience kissing anyone else, but considering I was re-living it in my head three days later, it went a long way to proving his prowess. When I closed my eyes, I could still feel his warm lips on mine, the press of his hand at […]

Ashes To Ashes – C.J. Archer

If anyone had been in Grand View Lane on that freezing December night, for a mere moment they would have seen a shadowy figure hanging from the garret window at the back of the derelict house, before dropping to the second floor window ledge. With the agility of a monkey, the black-clad figure repeated the […]

Vow of Deception – C.J. Archer

Frakingham House could have stepped out of a Gothic novel with its arched windows, abundance of turrets, and a vine creeping up one of the stone walls. If it weren’t for the lake sparkling in the sunshine, and the lush green lawn, it would have looked grim. The house reminded me of Lichfield Towers but […]

Veiled in Moonlight – C.J. Archer

The problem with weddings is that everyone has an opinion, from the date of the ceremony to the length of the bridal veil. In the two months since Lincoln and I announced our engagement, I’d been inundated with advice from the Lichfield Towers household. Even Cook insisted the wedding cake be topped with an effigy […]

The Medium – C.J. Archer

Whoever said dead men don’t tell lies had never met Barnaby Wiggam’s ghost. The fat, bulbous-nosed spirit fading in and out beside me like a faulty gas lamp clearly thought he was dealing with a fool. I may only be seventeen but I’m not naïve. I know when someone is lying—being dead didn’t alter the […]

The Mapmaker’s Apprentice – C.J. Archer

How are your acting skills, India?” my employer Matthew Glass asked me. We sat at diagonal opposites in the brougham, our knees bumping when the coachman took the corners too fast, something he did at regular intervals. Matt had hired the fellow after winning the brougham in a poker match only a week before. We’d […]

The Magician’s Diary – C.J. Archer

Impatience was a disease that infected us all. The air in the entrance hall of number sixteen Park Street, Mayfair, thickened as Matt, Cyclops, Willie and I stared at Chronos, who stood just inside the threshold. My grandfather. I felt as though I ran a fever, with my trembling hands and skin alternately hot and […]

The Last Necromancer – C.J. Archer

The other prisoners eyed me as if I were a piece of tender meat. I was someone new to distract them from their boredom, and small enough that I couldn’t stop one—let alone four—from doing what they wanted. It was only a matter of who would be the first to enjoy me. “He’s mine.” The […]

Of Fate and Phantoms – C.J. Archer

You look beautiful,” Lincoln whispered, enclosing my hands in his. We stood in the corridor between our rooms on a freezing New Year’s Eve. Lincoln’s warmth, however, chased away the chill. A tendril of his hair skimmed his brow. He didn’t plan on tying it back for the ball. Apparently pirates cared nothing for grooming. […]

Her Majesty’s Necromancer – C.J. Archer

“Put your arm around me,” I told Lincoln Fitzroy. He did, and as with every other time he touched me, my blood responded with a throb and my skin tightened. Imagine how I would react if he touched me with desire and not violence. I hooked my fingers onto his forearm, dropped so that he […]

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