Tag: Mary Balogh

Unforgiven – Mary Balogh

I AM for bed,” Nathaniel Gascoigne said, yawning hugely as he lifted his brandy glass and noted with a look of faint regret that it was empty. “Now, if only I had legs to take me outsh—outside and carry me home. . . .” “And if only you could remember where home is,” Eden Wendell, […]

Truly – Mary Balogh

HE had miscalculated the distance. He had not expected still to be riding this long after nightfall. And it was rather a dark night too, so that he was unable to cover the last few miles at any speed. But he had hated the thought of putting up at another inn and had pressed onward […]

The Proposal – Mary Balogh

T he weather could have been better. Low clouds scudded across the sky, blown along by a brisk wind, and rain that had been threatening all day had started to fall. The sea was rough and metal gray. A chill dampness penetrated even to the interior of the carriage, making its sole occupant glad of […]

The Obedient Bride – Mary Balogh

VISCOUNT Astor yawned widely enough to hear his jaws crack and lifted one booted leg to join the other on the plush velvet upholstery of the carriage seat opposite him. He wriggled his shoulders against the cushions at his back in a futile attempt to ease aching muscles and find a comfortable position. It really […]

The Incurable Matchmaker – Mary Balogh

YOU are not at the Cholmondley ball, Jack?” The Marquess of Kenwood eyed his questioner steadily. Since he was sitting in the lounge of White’s Club, well into his cups, his boots crossed at the ankles on the table in front of him, surrounded by a large group of similarly idle gentlemen, it seemed perfectly […]

Slightly Dangerous (Bedwyn Saga #6) – Mary Balogh

YOUR CHEEKS ARE LOOKING ALARMINGLY FLUSHED, Christine,” her mother remarked, setting her embroidery down in her lap the better to observe her daughter. “And your eyes are very bright. I hope you are not coming down with a fever.” Christine laughed. “I have been at the vicarage, playing with the children,” she explained. “Alexander wanted […]

Slightly Married (Bedwyn Saga #1) – Mary Balogh

THE SCENE WAS ALL TOO FAMILIAR TO THE MAN surveying it. There was not a great deal of difference between one battlefield and another, he had discovered through long experience—not, at least, when the battle was over. The smoke of the heavy artillery and of the myriad muskets and rifles of two armies was beginning […]

Slightly Scandalous (Bedwyn Saga #3) – Mary Balogh

By the time she went to bed, Lady Freyja Bedwyn was in about as bad a mood as it was possible to be in. She dismissed her maid though a truckle bed had been set up in her room and the girl had been preparing to sleep on it. But Alice snored, and Freyja had […]

Slightly Sinful (Bedwyn Saga #5) – Mary Balogh

HAVING SPENT ALMOST ALL OF HIS TWENTY- five years in England and therefore isolated from most of the hostilities that had ravaged the rest of Europe since the rise to power of Napoléon Bonaparte, Lord Alleyne Bedwyn, third brother of the Duke of Bewcastle, had no personal experience of pitched battles. But he had listened […]

Slightly Wicked (Bedwyn Saga #2) – Mary Balogh

Moments before the stagecoach overturned, Judith Law was deeply immersed in a daydream that had effectively obliterated the unpleasant nature of the present reality. For the first time in her twenty-two years of existence she was traveling by stagecoach. Within the first mile or two she had been disabused of any notion she might ever […]

Slightly Tempted (Bedwyn Saga #4) – Mary Balogh

IT STILL FELT SOMEWHAT STRANGE TO BE PART OF A gathering of the crème de la crème of English society again and to hear the English language spoken by virtually everyone. Not that the English were the only nationality present, it was true. There were also Dutch, Belgians, and Germans, among others. But the British […]

A Summer to Remember (Bedwyn Saga #0.6) – Mary Balogh

London’s Hyde Park was decked out in all the splendor of a May morning. Sunlight beamed down from a clear blue sky and twinkled off a million dewdrops, giving a fresh, newly washed appearance to trees and grass. It was a perfect setting for the customary promenade along fashionable Rotten Row, the riders cantering along […]

The Constant Heart – Mary Balogh

“What I find most hurtful is their apparent lack of gratitude,” the Reverend Philip Everett said. “It seems to me that the least they can do is be thankful for what we have done for them.” Rebecca Shaw smiled at him as she straightened the small pile of old books on the table in front […]

Tempting Harriet – Mary Balogh

“Harriet. My dear.” Lady Forbes clasped her hands to her bosom and gazed admiringly at her younger friend. “You look quite delectable. You will be all the rage before the evening is out. Does she not, Clive? And will she not?” Sir Clive Forbes turned from the sideboard at which he was pouring drinks and […]

Someone to Wed – Mary Balogh

“The Earl of Riverdale,” the butler announced after opening wide the double doors of the drawing room as though to admit a regiment and then standing to one side so that the gentleman named could stride past him. The announcement was not strictly necessary. Wren had heard the arrival of his vehicle, and guessed it […]

Someone to Trust – Mary Balogh

There was nothing like a family Christmas to make a person feel warm about the heart —oh, and a little wistful too. And perhaps just a bit melancholy. Brambledean Court in Wiltshire was the scene of just such a gathering for the first time in many years. All the Westcotts were gathered there, from Eugenia, […]

Someone to Remember – Mary Balogh

Lady Matilda Westcott’s day had just taken a turn for the worse. She had not thought it possible, but she had been wrong. She was sitting behind the tea tray in the drawing room, pouring for her mother and their visitors, whose unexpected arrival had cheered her at first. Alexander, Earl of Riverdale and head […]

Someone to Love – Mary Balogh

Despite the fact that the late Earl of Riverdale had died without having made a will, Josiah Brumford, his solicitor, had found enough business to discuss with his son and successor to be granted a face-to-face meeting at Westcott House, the earl’s London residence on South Audley Street. Having arrived promptly and bowed his way […]

Someone to Honor – Mary Balogh

Home at last! Well, back in England, at least. Twenty months had passed since his last brief, disastrous stay here, after the Battle of Waterloo, in 1815. Now he was back. But as Lieutenant Colonel Gilbert Bennington, Gil to his friends and acquaintances, disembarked from the packet in Dover after making the night crossing from […]

Someone to Hold – Mary Balogh

After several months of hiding away, wallowing in misery and denial, anger and shame, and any other negative emotion anyone cared to name, Camille Westcott finally took charge of her life on a sunny, blustery morning in July. At the grand age of twenty-two. She had not needed to take charge before the great catastrophe […]

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