Dear Reader,
We continue our reporting of last week about goings-on in the country.

Dear Mr. Clemens,

Dear Mr. Clemens,
Hearts in Bloom: A Regency Anthology
Hearts in Bloom: A Regency Anthology
It has come to the attention of this author that the London season, already awash with its usual trifles and dalliances, has a new and most peculiar drama unfolding within its very heart. One might even say it has bite. The whispers begin not in the gilded ballrooms of Mayfair, but in the hallowed halls of Harley Street—a place one typically associates with ailments of the body, not affairs of the soul.
Our tale concerns a certain Miss Maisie Morgenschein, a lady of quiet disposition who has taken on the rather weighty responsibility of guardianship to a young, orphaned marquess. A noble duty, to be sure. Yet, this author cannot help but wonder at the shadows that seem to cling to Miss Morgenschein like a second shawl. She moves through society with a placid grace that seems almost… rehearsed. One might suspect she is guarding more than just her young ward. Could it be a secret so perilous that to speak it would invite ruin?
And what of her name? Morgenschein. It has a distinctly foreign air, does it not? Tongues are wagging that this is not her true name at all, but a shield to conceal a past she desperately wishes to keep buried. A past, it is said, that contains a lost love she dare not seek, for fear of leading a villain to his door. How very tragic. To yearn for a phantom while living as one herself.
But every story of a lost lady requires a hero, and it seems ours has arrived in the most unexpected of guises. Step forward, Dr. Felix Leafley, the most sought-after dentist on Harley Street. They say his hands are as skilled at soothing a toothache as they are at, well, other delicate matters. Ladies of the ton flock to his practice, citing all manner of dental distress, though this author suspects their true afflictions lie closer to the heart. Dr. Leafley is dashing, capable, and, much like our Miss Morgenschein, cloaked in an alias.
Is it not a curious coincidence? Two souls, each hiding behind a fabricated name, moving in the same circles yet never quite meeting. This author has heard tell of letters written but never sent, of near-misses in crowded drawing rooms that leave one breathless with the tension of what might have been. It is a duel of aliases, a dance of deception where the grand prize is a reunion years in the making.
We are told a single, dangerously perfect kiss has already occurred. A spark of a long-forgotten flame? Passion, dear reader, has a way of defying even the most carefully constructed secrets. It seems our quiet guardian and our handsome doctor share a history that stretches all the way back to Vienna—a past filled with whispered vows and a love torn asunder by cruel circumstance.
But as these two tormented souls inch closer to speaking their own names, a darker presence makes itself known. A villain, it is said, lurks in the shadows, the very reason for their years of hiding. This malevolent figure is closing in, and the truth, when it finally emerges, may carry a cost far greater than a tarnished reputation. It may cost them their future.
One must ask: Can love truly conquer all when it is built upon a foundation of secrets? And what will become of our Harley Street miracle workers when their carefully constructed worlds collide? This author shall be watching, pen in hand. After all, the truth will always out in the end.
A Taste of Goldby Sara Adrien
Her silence protects the man she loves and hides the woman she is.
Miss Maisie Morgenschein is very good at pretending everything is fine. Guardian to an orphaned marquess, she remains calm and protects a dangerous truth: nobody must know her real name—which makes it impossible for her lost love to find her, and that’s what she wants most. She still writes him letters she can’t send, not knowing where he is. A connection to her might lead the villain to him.
Dr. Felix Leafley, Harley Street’s most sought-after dentist, uses an English alias to keep his patients—and the other doctors at the practice—safe. Years ago, he was a medical student with Maisie in his arms. When circumstances tore them apart, they vowed to find each other. But passion refuses to stay polite, and secrets refuse to stay buried.
She can’t use her real name to find him. He can’t use his to be found.
The result? A duel of aliases, near-miss letters, and one dangerously perfect kiss.
But just as Felix and Maisie dare to speak their names, the villain closes in—and the truth may cost them the one thing neither believed possible: a future together.
From nostalgic Vienna to elegant historical London, A TASTE OF GOLD is a steamy, heart-forward romance about second chances, found family, and the courage to claim your life. This full-length novel is a steamy Regency romance with a happily ever after and no cliffhangers. It is part of a series that can be read in any order.
Tropes you’ll love:
Miracles on Harley Street series
Book 1: A Sight to Behold
Book 2: The Scent of Intuition
Book 3: A Touch of Charm
Book 4: The Sound of Seduction
Book 5: A Taste of Gold
Book 6: Bring Me A Winter Miracle
Bestselling author Sara Adrien writes hot, heart-melting regency romance with a Jewish twist. As a law professor-turned-author, she writes about clandestine identities, whims of fate, and sizzling seduction. If you like unique and intelligent characters, deliciously sexy scenes, and the nostalgia of afternoon tea, then you’ll adore Sara Adrien’s tender tear-jerkers. She is the author of the series Infiltrating the Ton, Diamond Dynasty, Check Mates, and Miracles on Harley Street. Get 50% off her #1 bestselling 9-book bundle https://www.saraadrien.com/products/diamond-of-the-ton-collection-1
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The season has barely begun, and already the rumour mill churns with a tale so delicious it threatens to overshadow the usual fare of lackluster courtships and ill-advised elopements. It seems a familiar face has returned to the unforgiving glare of the London ballroom, though under circumstances far from joyous.
The lady in question is the recently widowed Laila, a name many will recall. She was the girl whose unfortunate duty led her to a respectable, if rather dull, match to save her family from the brink of ruin. A noble sacrifice, perhaps, but one that cost her a love this author understands was the talk of their youth.
Her return has set tongues wagging, and not all of them are kind. The vultures of the ton are circling, eager to see who will next claim the hand of the beautiful and now unencumbered widow. Yet, it appears a formidable protector has stepped from the wings, determined to shield her from both scandal and opportunistic suitors.
Enter Mr. Raphi Klonimus. Yes, that Mr. Klonimus, of the notoriously wealthy and decidedly private Klonimus clan. He and the lady Laila, it is whispered, were once inseparable. Childhood sweethearts, they say, torn apart by duty and honor. How poetic. Last time, he stepped aside for her family’s sake. This time, it seems, he has no intention of being so gallant.
In a move that has sent shockwaves through society, Mr. Klonimus has whisked the fair widow away from the prying eyes of London. Their destination? A secluded castle, far from the wagging tongues and grasping hands of the marriage mart. He claims it is for her protection. But this author must ask: what happens when a gentleman secludes himself with the one woman he has always loved? Protection can so easily smolder into passion.
Indeed, sources report that what began as a noble gesture has ignited something far more… compelling. Alone, with only memories and years of unspoken feelings between them, an old spark has apparently roared back to life. One can only imagine the conversations—and the kisses—that a secluded castle might encourage.
But this is where our story takes a turn from a simple rekindled romance to a matter of high intrigue. It is said that within the castle walls, the pair have stumbled upon a clue. Not just any clue, but one tied to a long-lost Klonimus family treasure. The dynasty, known for its diamonds, is apparently guarding secrets far more valuable than jewels.
This treasure hunt, however, is not a simple parlor game. Someone is watching. A shadowy figure who will stop at nothing to prevent the Klonimus brothers from unearthing the secrets of their past. Suddenly, Mr. Klonimus’s protective measures seem less about preserving a lady’s reputation and more about preserving her life.
So, as London speculates on the impropriety of it all, a far more dangerous game is afoot. A childhood love, a second chance, and a treasure that could change a dynasty’s future. Mr. Klonimus is determined not to lose his lady a second time, but with a hidden enemy tracking their every move, one wonders if their happily ever after will be found—or forfeited.
This author, for one, shall be watching with bated breath. After all, nothing is more scandalous than a treasure hunt that begins with a kiss.
Instead of Harmonyby Sara Adrien
The boy she loved.
The duty she chose.
A hidden treasure.
And the kiss that could ruin everything—or save them both.
Book 1 in The Diamond Dynasty—a steamy Regency romance series from #1 bestselling author Sara Adrien, where each Klonimus brother finds love, legacy, and secrets worth uncovering.
Raphi Klonimus always knew Laila was the one.
But when her family teetered on the brink of ruin, she made an impossible choice: a dying match made to save her family from ruin.
Last time, he stepped aside for honor. Now he’ll step up for love.
When Laila returns to London as a widow, Raphi whisks her to a secluded castle to keep her safe from scandal and the schemes of those who want to claim her again. Alone. Just the two of them.
But what begins as protection turns into something else entirely.
A single spark reignites the passion neither of them ever truly forgot. And when they uncover a clue to a long-lost treasure tied to the Klonimus family legacy, their second chance becomes far more dangerous than they imagined.
This time, he won’t let her go.
But someone is watching.
And they’ll do anything to stop the Klonimus brothers from unlocking the past—or building a future.
Welcome to The Diamond Dynasty—where each Klonimus brother finds love and unlocks treasures from the past.
A full-length steamy Regency romance with a guaranteed happily ever after and no cliffhangers.
Tropes You’ll Love:
✔ Second Chance Romance
✔ Childhood Sweethearts
✔ Friends-to-Lovers
✔ Forced Proximity
✔ Widowed Heroine
✔ Honorable Hero
✔ Hidden castle, royal jewels, and a heart-racing treasure hunt
✔ Jewish heritage
✔ Forbidden Love
✔ Regency Scandal with emotional depth
If you love steamy, emotionally rich historical romance with vivid cultural detail and unforgettable characters—start this series today.
Read Book 1 of The Diamond Dynasty now!
Bestselling author Sara Adrien writes hot, heart-melting regency romance with a Jewish twist. As a law professor-turned-author, she writes about clandestine identities, whims of fate, and sizzling seduction. If you like unique and intelligent characters, deliciously sexy scenes, and the nostalgia of afternoon tea, then you’ll adore Sara Adrien’s tender tear-jerkers. She is the author of the series Infiltrating the Ton, Diamond Dynasty, Check Mates, and Miracles on Harley Street. Get 50% off her #1 bestselling 9-book bundle https://www.saraadrien.com/products/diamond-of-the-ton-collection-1
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To the gracious Readers of this most Charming and Incomparable journal, called the Missal of Mischief by those who fail to see its Import, but more widely known to its Affectionate and Loyal friends as the Teatime Tattler, I address these remarks.
Mr S Clemens has been so kind as to bring his Custom to The Chelsea Bun House, of which my husband and I are Proprietors, for many a year. Those who have not yet honoured us with a visit will find us in Chelsea, opposite the old Ranelagh Gardens. There, since the reign of His Majesty George the First, the Hand family has provisioned London with the finest Buns the City has ever known, so much so that the Highest of the Land have been our patrons, viz., HM George II, Queen Caroline and the princesses and, more recently, HM King George III and his most beloved Queen Charlotte.
To the matter at hand. It is my intent to present a True and Accurate accounting of events that have been carelessly and, I avow, untruthfully reported by others, that is, the Twelfth Night Fire in Chelsea some weeks ago. Those who were not at the scene have cavalierly proposed that the bonfire on the Green was allowed to escape its lawful confines to wreak havoc upon the vicinity. That is not so! Every precaution was undertaken. The bonfire, having been fixed upon that spot, on that night, since the time of Elizabeth Tudor, has never caused harm to Man, Beast, or Building. I will not go so far as to say some vile design caused it to do so this past Epiphany morning, but a Discerning Eye would find much to interest it, should it be cast upon the particulars.
I would also apply the ink of correction to some slurs that have appeared in print, those directed toward the hapless young widow, Mrs Amelia de Maupassant,
whose bonnet shop was the only building consumed in the blaze. That she is French cannot be contested. But her parents fled that country for our shores years ago! Should they be blamed for the depredations of that monster Robespierre? Still less their daughter, a mere child at the time, now the widow of a bold Royal Navy seaman, lost at sea in a naval action. Shame, shame, to blame the victim of three bereavements and a fire for her own woe!
The same cruel pens have made sly mention of a certain gentleman who appeared at the doorstep of Chapeaux d’Amelie before the embers had quite cooled. This gentleman, whom I shall nominate only the M of F, drew up to the ruined shop on horseback, but has elsewhere been seen in a coach bearing an escutcheon attributed to a notorious family. Of that, I can say no more, except to beg readers to remember that we are bid by Holy Writ not to visit the sins of the fathers upon the sons.
The remedy for all false rumours flying about this affair lies in a book written by England’s newest and most marvellous contraption, a lady writer. If you care to know the TRUTH of this most captivating and passionate tale of a Man, a Woman, and a Shop full of Hats, you will hie yourself to any bookseller, for all carry The Chelsea Milliner in their stock.
The Chelsea MillinerA Regency Romance e-novella from Annie R McEwen and The Wild Rose Press
“The writing style is seamless, flowing page after page like warm, spiced, honey—you just want to keep reading.” Reader review on Amazon
All Paris-born Amelia de Maupassant ever wanted was to make hats. But overnight, her dream’s gone up in smoke, along with her London millinery shop. When witty and handsome Hugh Fyne comes to her rescue, Amelia has doubts. Is he there to save her or seduce her?
Hugh’s heart leaps to its own conclusions. He must have Amelia and he will, if she doesn’t discover his dreadful secret.
Betrayal and horror in Revolutionary France haunt Amelia. Memories of war and a father’s villainy ravage Hugh. A woman sick of lies. A man lying for love. Will the truth destroy them? Or release them from their pasts to make a future together?
Hugh paced. It helped with the cold but didn’t do as much as he hoped to still the spinning wheels of his brain. He rehearsed ten different opening remarks for when he found Amelia, discarding them one after another. Too formal, too intimate, too light-hearted, too unbelievable, too sodding pathetic—
“What?”
“I was just askin’ His Lordship the Captain, and beggin’ pardon, but is she worth it?”
Woolcott had pushed up his hat brim. His eyebrows were frosted like white caterpillars and arched in what appeared to be genuine curiosity.
“Yes.” Hugh went back to pacing and Woolcott pulled down his hat.
The flurries finally stopped, and the countryside took on the muffled beauty that follows snow. “Let’s go,” Hugh said, and pulled the blankets off the horses.
Things went well after that until they lost the road.
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Granular history, intricate plotting, humour.
A career historian, Annie R McEwen has lived in six countries and under every roof from a canvas tent to a Georgian Era manor house. She writes historical romantic suspense, paranormal romance, and historical fiction. Annie is published by Bloodhound Books (UK), Harbor Lane Books (US), The Wild Rose Press, and Rowan Prose Publishing. When she’s not in her 1920s bungalow in Florida, Annie lives, writes, and explores castles in Wales.
Winner of the 2022 Page Turners Writing Award (Romance Category), Annie earned both a First and Second Place 2022 RTTA (Romance Through the Ages Award), the 2023 MAGGIE Award, and the 2023 Daphne du Maurier Award. She was a Finalist for the 2024 Page Turners Writing Award and Shortlisted for a Writer’s Mentorship Award. Annie’s short fiction appears in numerous anthologies.
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