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A Fashionable Tulip Enters the Lists

Dear Readers,

I hope you are ready for another romantic tidbit!

Dear Mr. Clemens,
The season’s Incomparable has made yet another conquest!
Mr. H, the fashionable Tulip, has recently entered the lists for the most sought-after maiden’s hand but, not content with merely dancing and driving with the divine young lady, has gone so far as to enlist the aid of a friend’s mother and sister in instructing him in the delicate art of romance.
Indeed, Mr. H, always impeccably turned out in the latest mode, has been known to visit his preceptresses almost oftener than he has been driving the Incomparable—which may lead one to suspect his motives in that house. Ought his friend—who is rumored to be something of a watch-dog—to be concerned? For rumor has it that Mr. H, in the past, has not been altogether indifferent to the rather pretty sister.

Hearts in Bloom: A Regency Anthology

By Judith Hale Everett, Rosanne E. Lortz, GL Robinson, K. Lyn Smith, Caroline Warfield
A spring anthology brimming with all the hope, heartache, and thrill of first love. Mysterious admirers, magical talismans, spirited matchmakers, and a bit of creative persistence overcome the obstacles to true love, no matter how daunting!
 
Story Featured:
The Valentine Adviser, by Rosanne E. Lortz
To woo a young lady under the nose of her overprotective older brother, her admirer must pretend he only wishes to seek her advice on courting the season’s Incomparable.
Universal pre-order linkhttps://mybook.to/heartsinbloom

About the Author

Rosanne E. Lortz (“Rose”) is a writer, editor, teacher, history-lover, and mom to four boys. She writes traditional Regency romance with humour and heart. Visit her website: https://rosannelortz.com/
 
 

Soldier’s wife a credit to English womanhood

If it sometimes seems that The Teatime Tattler has nothing but scandal and bad news, then do not blame us, dear reader. Such stories are sadly plentiful. But every now and then a story comes across our desk that touches even our calloused hearts, and that reassures us that courage, perseverance and loyalty still exist in this war-weary world.

Such is the story of Maggie Parker and her children. Picture, if you will, the daughter of one of our brave soldiers, a sergeant, who died in the service of God and his country. Maggie, a good and modest girl for all that she had been raised by her father in the army’s train, was told to choose a husband. And quite right, too, dear reader. The army is no place for a virtuous single girl with neither father nor husband.

Dear reader, Maggie was fortunate. There was a corporal she liked, a William Parker, and he like her, and so they were married, and for a time they were blissfully happy, even in the midst of war. Their son was born, and named for his father, and little Billy grew and prospered. Never was a little family so content.

But war is a dreadful thing, and when the French were driven from Spain and Will’s regiment were given their orders to march after them and end the long war, Billy had one of those childhood illnesses that are short duration but terrifying to parents. Maggie, who was also ill as her second confinement approached, remained behind.

And that, dear reader, was the last this gallant lady heard of her dear husband.

By the time she, her son, and her new daughter were well enough to follow him to France, the peace had been signed, his regiment had been sent elsewhere, and nobody could – or, perhaps, would – tell her whether Corporal William Parker was still in the land of the living.

Maggie returned to Spain, and worked to save money to travel to England, where she hoped to find Will’s mother. A determined woman can conquer mountains, and Maggie made it to England, but on the way she found a difficulty. Parker is a common name, and the only thing she knew about Mrs. Parker’s address was the name of the village. Ashton. How many villages are there in England with the name Ashton? Twenty or more, spread across the land.

But that did not deter Maggie Parker. She arrived in Portsmouth, purchased a wheelbarrow, set her baggage and her son in it, strapped her daughter to her back, and set off to find her mother-in-law.

Spare a thought for this gallant woman, the flower of English womanhood, marching the roads of England with all the determination of a conquering army.

Dear reader, I am certain you join with all of us at The Teatime Tattler in wishing her God Speed, and a Happy Ending.

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Maggie’s Wheelbarrow in Merry Belles

 

A year ago, Maggie’s husband marched out of Spain with his regiment to invade France. She hasn’t heard from him since, and when she followed him, the battles were over and his regiment was gone. Letters to the army, him, and his family have brought no answers, so she and her children are off to find him, even if they have to walk the length and breadth of England.

(Merry Belles is a Bluestocking Belles collection.)

Confusion at Woodglen Hall

Dispatch from Nether Abbas, Dorset, November 1818

Confusion reigns over at Woodglen, the duke’s estate. After sitting empty for months, the place is hopping with traffic.

To begin with, our beloved duke, His Grace of Glenmoor, has disappeared. He went off with his father’s (young and very pretty) widow to Wales and hasn’t been seen since. Maud Pritchard put it about that he ran off with the woman, but my nephew in London saw an announcement that the dowager duchess had married some Welshman, a commoner if you can believe it.

With the duke missing and the house empty, we were shocked by the arrival of some dandy claiming to be the heir. Felton Tavernash claims he is a distant cousin, and his pushy mother assures everyone it is true. The man is nothing like our own beloved duke, so I have my doubts. The mother insists the “poor, dear duke” must be dead on the wayside somewhere. Vultures they are, circling for the spoils. My nephew says betting in the clubs is that the duke did himself in, but the good folk of Nether Abbas want proof.

Before we could properly adjust to those two interlopers, another one turned up and moved in. Calls himself Gideon Kendrick. This one claims to be the duke’s older brother, but the old duke said that one had run off and got himself killed as a boy. That was years ago. Besides, the older brother was a bastard and Maud recalls he was some sort of cripple. Well the one at the Hall is a man full grown and very much alive.

What would happen next but Viscount Clavering’s forward daughter Miss Serena Selwyn went and presented herself on the doorstep. One of the maids reported she is after the so-called heir. As we should have expected, that cousin of hers, Miss Euphemia Selwyn took off after her, and they are claiming the first one took sick and the second is caring for her. Does anyone believe that Faradiddle? Not anyone in Nether Abbas I can tell you.

What we do know is there are two young unmarried women up at the Hall with single gentlemen in residence, and that is a fact. Readers can draw their own conclusions.

Milly Sheldon, Correspondent.

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Duke in All But Name

Secrets and lies threaten to pull them under, but a forced marriage may be their salvation.

Gideon Kendrick grew up as the despised bastard son of the Duke of Glenmoor. Exiled to the mines by his father, he has not only survived but thrived and prospered. He lives apart, wanting nothing to do with the duke, the estate—or anything in his past, except his younger brother Phillip, the new duke.

When Phillip disappears, leaving behind a letter asking his brother to care for his affairs, Gideon can’t refuse. Armed with authority making him the duke in all but name, he returns to the scene of his worst memories, facing vicious rumors and his family’s past. He also finds a grasping would-be heir, a steward with secrets, and a woman who stirs in him a desire he thought buried with his beloved wife.

Mia Selwyn lives in the shadows, an unwanted poor relation in the house of her viscount uncle. When her cousin’s hoydenish attempt to meet the supposed heir sees her drenched, ill, and in need of nursing, Mia is sent to care for her. Though warned to stay clear of the despised Kendrick, she is drawn into the dark undercurrents among the mismatched collection of residents and enthralled by the enigmatic Mr. Kendrick.

She quickly realizes he is not the monster he is rumored to be, twisted in body and mind. Instead, he is a resilient resourceful man with a deep love of family. As family, household servants, and villagers take sides on whether Gideon is the source of all the estate’s problems or its salvation, Mia and Gideon forge a partnership. Together they struggle to unravel secrets and the tangle Phillip left behind, and in the process, find a future for themselves.

Free with Kindle Unlimited or purchase the book at https://www.amazon.com/Duke-Name-Entitled-Gentlemen-Book-ebook/dp/B0BJS3GDN7/

And where is the duke? Find out in Duke in Name Only  https://www.amazon.com/Duke-Name-Only-Entitled-Gentlemen-ebook/dp/B0C1L3L968

The Author

Caroline Warfield, Bluestocking Belle and author of books featuring cheeky lads, resourceful ladies, and heroes of the loyal and protective variety who need the occasional push in the right direction.

https://www.carolinewarfield.com/

 

On Widows, Wealth, and Whispers in Secluded Castles

Dearest Reader,

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 Harmony

by 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!

Buy link: https://www.amazon.com/Instead-Harmony-Regency-Romance-Diamond-ebook/dp/B0BM6PX525

About the author:

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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Shocking Jewel Heist at the Mivart! Heiresses Robbed, Auction Ruined, and One Gentleman Mysteriously Missing…

THE TEATIME TATTLER
Serving Scandal Steeped in Truth (or Close Enough)
SPECIAL CONTRIBUTION FROM OUR MOST IMAGINATIVE CORRESPONDENT
Dearest Readers,
As your devoted servant in all things scandalous and sparkling, I regret to inform you that yesterday’s highly anticipated auction at the Mivart Hotel was nearly undone by a brazen theft of the entire Lady Babbage jewelry collection—yes, you read that correctly, the entire collection!—mere hours before bidding was set to begin.
The glittering assortment of sapphires, diamonds, and heirloom tiaras had been intended to fund the futures (read: dowries) of Lady Babbage’s most promising daughters, Lady Cecilia and—well—me. Needless to say, I had a rather vested interest in those jewels remaining securely fastened to their velvet-lined display boxes.
Theft aside, the real mystery is this: where was my elder sister, Lady Cecilia Babbage, during the precise time of the robbery? Witnesses place her gliding from the gardens into the ballroom not long before the crime was discovered, cheeks flushed, hair slightly mussed, and accompanied by her dashing fiancé. Curious, no?
But what’s more, that very fiancé is now under suspicion for the theft, even though another certain gentleman of questionable profession (rumored to possess excellent cheekbones and an even more scandalous past) was seen slipping into a second-floor chamber minutes earlier—and hasn’t been seen since.
Of course, I would never suggest my sister is involved in anything improper. Perish the thought! But one does wonder how a quiet young lady with a fondness for Greek poetry and lace gloves could suddenly develop such… resolve in defending her beloved. Or such suspiciously effective lock-picking skills.
The stolen jewels remain unaccounted for, the auction was postponed, and Mama has taken to bed with a compress of lavender water and renewed threats to cancel all future suitors. Meanwhile, I have taken to writing for the Tattler, which frankly seems a far better use of my time than pretending to embroider while eavesdropping in drawing rooms (though I shall, of course, continue to do both).
Until the truth is revealed, I shall be watching. Very closely. And taking notes. Possibly from under a fern.
With admiration for your appetite for intrigue,
Miss E.B.
(Yes, that E.B.—but do keep it between us)

It Takes a Spy

Step back in time to London in 1851, where Lady Cecilia’s world is turned upside down when a thief steals the jewelry collection her parents had planned to auction to fund her dowry. Cecilia’s future seemed bright following her engagement to Devin Montlake, but disaster strikes when he is framed for the crime. With society’s rules hindering their every move, it’s up to Cecilia to clear his name and recover the stolen items before time runs out.

But as they race through the streets of London, Cecilia, her sister, and Devin are faced with unexpected twists and turns. Will they be able to outsmart the real culprit and reclaim the jewelry before it’s too late?

 

Join them for a rollicking adventure filled with intrigue, romance, and suspense.If you enjoyed books like “The Thief Who Stole My Heart” or “A Lady’s Guide to Etiquette and Murder,” then you’ll love “It Takes a Spy.” Don’t wait, buy now before the price changes! Tropes✓ HEA✓ Victorian Romance✓ M/F✓ Her POV✓ Jewel Heist✓ Family issues✓ Sisters✓ Romantic✓ Friends to lovers✓ Victorian✓ Aristocrats✓ Historical✓ Standalone in SeriesTrigger Warning: Mild swearing, Open door love scene, M/F.

It Takes a Spy is Book 1 in Sheridan Jeane’s Secrets and Seduction Series…THE SECRETS AND SEDUCTION SERIES (can be read as standalones)Book 0.5 – Lady Cecilia is Cordially Disinvited for ChristmasBook 1 – It Takes a Spy…Book 2 – Lady Catherine’s SecretBook 3 – Once Upon a SpyBook 4 – My Lady, My SpyBook 5 – Along Came a Spy

You can also find Sheridan’s newest story Duke By Dawn in the anthology Dukes All Night Long on Amazonhttps://readerlinks.com/l/5074464

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Amazon Purchase Link for It Takes a Spyhttps://readerlinks.com/l/5074462

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About Sheridan Jeane:

Award winning author Sheridan Jeane loves books, writing, cats, and history, so writing historical romances is right up her alley. She read constantly as a child, and while at summer camp, her father built a bookcase wall in her bedroom to house them all!She’s pared down her collection after multiple moves, but still clings to the signed editions, which she cherishes.When she’s not writing, she’s probably working on home improvement projects or volunteering with a local volunteer-run charity, Child Health Association of Sewickley, raising money for children in southwestern Pennsylvania.

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