Tag: Christina McKnight

The Misfortune of Lady Lucianna – Christina McKnight

Lady Lucianna Constantine sat beside her dearest friend, Lady Tilda Abercorn, formally Miss Tilda Guthton—at least before her morning wedding to Lord Abercorn, a duke. Luci wanted to be happy for Tilda; she longed to feel an ounce of the joy and merriment evident in her other friends—Lady Edith and Lady Ophelia—but she simply could […]

The Madame Catches Her Duke – Christina McKnight

Rowan Delconti, the Duke of Harwich, preferred to remain standing as he scrutinized the woman seated behind the delicate, spindle-legged desk surrounded by garish lamps, baubles, and furniture in varying shades of red and gold. Any man would question his purpose in such a feminine domain, but Rowan had no time to question his motives […]

The Lady Loves A Scandal – Christina McKnight

Lady Sybil Anson crouched ever lower until her rounded bottom nearly touched the rough, wooden slats of the floor of the hackney, her elbow resting precariously near a grease-covered metal piece. The constant jostle of the ramshackle conveyance as it moved leisurely through the crowded London streets was enough to loosen the pins securing her […]

The Gambler Wagers Her Baron – Christina McKnight

Hidden in the upstairs closet by the family bedrooms, Payton Samuels pulled her knees to her chest and wrapped her arms around her legs as she listened to yet another set of feet enter her mother’s private chambers. These were most certainly those of a woman. They lacked the heavy tread of both her elder […]

Kissed at Christmas – Christina McKnight

silas Anson, the eighth Earl of Lichfield, glared across the vast, disorderly expanse of what he’d recently come to view as his desk, not the unfamiliar, cluttered stretch of flat surface that had once belonged to his father. A man he barely remembered and could not conjure in his mind. On the receiving end of […]

Fortune’s Final Folly – Christina McKnight

O xfordshire, England December 1814 T he blustery winter winds whipped at Madame Zeta’s thick woolen cloak, pulling at the tattered folds and allowing the bitter cold to reach beneath to the thin cloth of her worn blouse and skirt. The severe English temperatures during the harsher months had ceased to affect her from the […]

For The Love Of A Widow – Christina McKnight

Thump, thump, thump. Daniel brushed his knuckles against his palm as he glanced down at his attire and hastily smoothed his hands over his rumpled coat. The movement caused him to sway slightly as he steadied his stance. “Hiccup.” Blast it all, but he despised ending his afternoon entertainments early to accompany Lady Lettie to […]

Earl of St. Seville – Christina McKnight

January 1822 London, England James Lane, the Earl of Desmond, strolled down the darkened lane bordering Covent Garden without benefit of the gaslights that were commonplace in the more civilized areas of London. Pall Mall, Oxford Street, Bond Street, and even Savile Row in Mayfair. The earl pulled at the lapel of his coat to […]

Bound By The Christmastide Moon – Christina McKnight

Silas Anson, the eighth Earl of Lichfield, glared across the vast, disorderly expanse of what he’d recently come to view as his desk, not the unfamiliar, cluttered stretch of flat surface that had once belonged to his father. A man he barely remembered and could not conjure in his mind. On the receiving end of […]

Bedded Under The Christmastide Moon – Christina McKnight

Miss Melloria Steele, only daughter of the Baron and Baroness Montfort, stood before the small gathering in the gardens of her soon-to-be new home at Hockcliffe Manor. Her hands were damp with nerves as she clutched her bouquet of blue flowers to her chest. The light blue ribbon tied about their long stems matched the […]

Adeline – Christina McKnight

Miss Adeline Price, eldest daughter of Viscount Melton, stared at the halfdozen trunks and traveling bags she’d demanded make the journey with her to Canterbury. The coachman had haphazardly tossed them from the mail coach to the frozen, damp dirt at the end of the long drive. “You cannot think to shove me from the […]

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