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Dearest Readers,

I bring you the following most interesting letter from a correspondent:

Dear Mr. Clemens,

The streets of London are buzzing, and one cannot help but be drawn to the peculiar activity surrounding the esteemed practice on Harley Street (I shall not mention the exact address). While this column exists to inform, amuse, and, dare I say, tease, even my pen trembles at the sumptuous scandal unfolding.

It all began with whispers of a new arrival, a woman shrouded in mystery and appearing at the most respectable hours for reasons unknown. Clad in garments far simpler than her bearing suggests, this “governess” is none other than Princess T of [ahem] well, that would be telling, wouldn’t it? Yes, dear readers, you heard correctly! A runaway royal walking among us common folk. But why, pray tell, is she under the good Doctor A F’s protection?

As you all know, our dear Dr. F has been the subject of many admiring glances across the ton. With his Mediterranean charm, untouchable skill, and the kind of brooding look that one only acquires from keeping secrets, he has won hearts and healed bodies alike. But this? Keeping company with a princess on the run? Could it be that he holds connections to her royal House, ties so strong they tether her to his doorstep? Or perhaps the answer is more passionate than political.

And what of the cherubic little girl who accompanies Princess T? While she is far more interested in spinning hoops than courting scandal, the true question remains. Is she a mere ward under T’s care… or could she be of royal blood? Whispers suggest the princess gave up more than her tiara in her flight from duty. Could this child be her greatest secret yet? How scandalous it would be if a royal heir were hidden among London’s cobblestone streets!

This arrangement raises more questions than answers, yet one thing remains certain: Princess T and Dr. F’s connection is far from ordinary. Simple acts of medical care do not explain the stolen glances between the two at odd hours of the day… and, dare I say, night. For one who has long preserved his spotless reputation, the good doctor seems to be teetering on the edge of propriety. Is he her savior, her confidant, or perhaps something far more thrilling to my quill? Surely the gentle press of his hand as he guides her into his practice is not just medical assistance.

But beware, dear hearts, for shadowed figures have been seen prowling nearby. Villains on the scent of a fugitive royal? Or another twisted piece of this tangled thread? One cannot say, but rest assured, the game afoot is as dangerous as it is delectable.

This column shall remain vigilant, for secrets like these have a way of unraveling. Until then, keep your parasols high, your ears pricked, and your hearts braced. For when forbidden love meets a society teeming with judgment, one must always expect fireworks.

Yours in observation and mischief,
An anonymous friend from across the street.

A Touch of Charm

Her love is forbidden. His secrets are unforgiveable. But their hearts will risk everything… Welcome to Miracles on Harley Street, where love defies society’s rules.

Dr. Andre Fernando has poured his heart and soul into healing others at the renowned 87 Harley Street practice. To his colleagues, he is the handsome Italian doctor with unmatched skill, but only Andre knows the painful secret he keeps—a truth that bars him from claiming the life he truly wants. When a nighttime highwayman attack thrusts Princess Thea into his arms, his carefully constructed world begins to crack. Escorting her to safety is one thing—but falling for the spirited woman desperate to escape her royal chains may cost him all he’s worked for.

An impossible love in a world that won’t allow it.

Princess Thea ran away from an unwanted betrothal and thought she’d escaped. Hoping she’d abandoned a crown for freedom, hiding as a governess, she doesn’t realize that the villains followed her. But when a dangerous encounter lands her in the care of a stunningly selfless—albeit frustratingly loyal—doctor, she falls for his calm strength and piercing kindness. As Andre’s brilliance and his tender kisses set her ablaze, can Thea fight for this impossible love and still escape the chains of her royal station?

He doesn’t just see her title; he sees the woman beneath the disguise—the woman she wants to be.

Their connection is unmistakable, their passion undeniable. But every stolen moment comes at a cost. Secrets threaten to destroy them; danger looms with every heartbeat. Beneath the weight of society’s rules and the pull of duty, their hearts forge a bond that defies reason.

But danger looms over every step they take. As she faces threatening villains and his secret looms, their fragile love comes at high stakes.

Forbidden love. Dangerous secrets. A passion that demands to be free—step into a world of the doctors on Harley Street where intrigue, irresistible attraction, and a circle of doctors bound by loyalty set hearts ablaze with hope.

This is the third book in the Miracles on Harley Street series, perfect for fans of steamy Regency romances featuring forbidden love, swoon-worthy doctors, and secret identities among aristocracy.Read in Kindle Unlimited!

Note: This series is part of Dragonblade Publishing’s Flame line, so this is a scorching-hot read with open-door steam.

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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

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.

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A Scurrilous Jade

By Alina K. Field

On March 8, 2025

In Teatime Tattler

Dear Readers, a letter has arrived with a warning for the ladies and gentlemen of the haute ton. One wonders what to think about this! I of course share it with you and allow you to make your own judgement.

Scandal in the Country!

My Dear Mr. Clemens,

In all my years I have never seen such scandalous behavior on the part of the ladies and gentlemen who it seems are no better than they should be.

I write to apprise your readers of a certain widowed countess who is simply not received by the quality, at least not the quality in the neighborhood of R. Manor where, I shall call her Lady C, made her home, if one might call that den of iniquity a home.

Now, it has come to my attention that she has in fact been trying to reestablish herself in London society! This is some sort of attempt to rehabilitate her reputation, of all things.

In fact, her behavior was so shoddy that the late Lord C is rumored to have disinherited her in a new will executed shortly before his death. Shockingly, the will has disappeared!

One must certainly suspect that Lady C. has found some way to make the document vanish. In fact, one wonders if she had a hand in Lord C’s demise at such a young age, as well as the death of one of the witnesses to the signing of the will and the disappearance of the other witness.

Lord C’s heir is expected to arrive from his travels abroad at any moment and we, his neighbors expect that he will take matters in hand and show the world the true face of this scurrilous jade.

Do not be fooled, good people of London, by a pretty face and an appearance of gentility. I am sure you will know about whom I am writing.

Sincerely,

A Respectable Hampshire Matron

Her Impeccable Scoundrel

Anxious to save a cherished inheritance, Blythe Blatchfield, widowed Countess of Chilcombe, knows she must repair her reputation with the Beau Monde in order to face the powerful marquess challenging her dissolute husband’s will. She vows to resist handsome rogues like her late husband, and to never again give her trust so blithely. But when the new earl, absent from England for many years, finally appears, new rumors swirl around Blythe. Facing the loss of everything, she finds herself needing the help of an old enemy, the man whose interference years earlier led to her unhappy marriage, the new Earl of Chilcombe.

Called back to England to take up his late cousin’s title, diplomat Graeme Blatchfield is eager to see his cousin’s widow and learn for himself whether the rumors about the woman he once held a childish infatuation for are true. Having plunged into marriage with the last earl—Graeme’s fault for revealing their tryst—she’s been tainted by her husband’s decadence. Forced by matters of the estate to spend time together, he soon discovers the vulnerable and lonely woman underneath the society mask. Can he get her to forgive him—and more?

Available for Preorder

Her Impeccable Scoundrel is Book 44 in the Wicked Widows League multi-author series.

Release Day is 11/18/25

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USA Today bestselling author Alina K. Field earned a Bachelor of Arts Degree in English and German literature but prefers the happier world of romance fiction. Her roots are in the Midwestern U.S., but after six very, very, very cold years in Chicago, she moved to Southern California where she shares a midcentury home with a golden-eyed terrier and a feisty chihuahua and only occasionally misses snow.

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What Happened Behind Closed Doors?

By Alina K. Field

On February 19, 2025

In Teatime Tattler

Dateline June 1818

Dear Readers,

We interrupt our regular discussion of events in the metropolis to relay a report from one of our correspondents in the country. We hope our readers recall the hullaballoo that occurred at the Duke of C’s starlight ball in April, but in case any have forgotten, allow us to remind you that Lady H was caught kissing the newly-married Col. L. This is no speculation, but incontrovertible fact, having been witnessed by many persons of note. Naturally, Lady H’s family packed her off to the country—specifically, to a vicarage in Lancashire occupied by her brother, Lord F.

One might have hoped that Lady H had learned her lesson, but such seems not to be the case. This author has been informed that during Lady H’s very own birthday celebration, she disappeared from the ballroom in the company of a young curate, Mr. B. We would not wish to think ill of any man of a cloth, but Mr. B and Lady H were gone from the ballroom for nearly a quarter of an hour. Rumor has it they were closeted together in an empty chamber; one can only speculate as to what transpired therein.

What happened behind closed doors may forever remain a mystery, but this author wonders if Lady H, having already soiled her good name, is now flaunting propriety entirely. Perhaps she is willing to offer liberties to any good-looking man who desires them. A shocking thing to imply about a peer’s daughter, you say? Indeed, but some misadventure must have occurred. Why else would Mr. B abruptly depart from the gathering, without a word of farewell to any of the other guests?

Our correspondent also reports that when Lady H returned to the ballroom, she appeared pale and distraught. Indeed, it was bruited about that she had been indisposed by a “bad headache.” But we question whether a mere headache—no matter how painful—could account for all the concern shown by her family. Her brother, Lord F, was observed looking “surprisingly grim,” while the hostess of the party (reputedly Lady H’s natural cousin!) spent the rest of the evening hovering by Lady H’s side.

Altogether, we think a scandal may be brewing in this rural corner of Lancashire. Indeed, moments before this article was to go to press, a second letter arrived, announcing a fire in the village. One might assume this new disaster was unrelated to the mysterious disturbance at the birthday party, were it not for one intriguing fact: the young curate, Mr. B, had his lodgings in the house that burned down!

Could there be some connection between the two events? Only time will tell, but be sure that when it does, The Teatime Tattler will keep its loyal readers informed!

The Incident at Ingleton

A lady in possession of a bad reputation must be in want of a reputable husband…

After a heartbreaking public scandal, Lady Hester Bracknell flees London and the ton to live with her brother in the country. In rural Ingleton, she meets two very different young men: dashing Neville Butler, a curate with an interest in philanthropy, and serious, bespectacled Walter Haworth, scion of a wealthy merchant family. Hester needs to avoid all romance, lest she further damage her reputation, but sometimes love has other plans…

Walter Haworth is hot on the trail of the criminal who embezzled money from his families’ holdings. His search unwittingly leads him to his cousins’ country estate where an unexpected gathering may hold the answers – and criminal – he seeks. He can’t afford any distractions, but Lady Hester Bracknell may derail his mission in the best of ways…

Coming from different social classes and driven by different interests, Hester and Walter seem to have nothing in common. But as the social gatherings of a little country town continually bring them together, they might find love, if they can move past unfavorable first impressions.

Excerpt:

Not wanting to overdress for a country dinner, she donned a simple white muslin gown. She reached into her jewelry box for her garnet heart pendant, then hesitated. Simon had given the necklace to her as a love-token. He’d led her out to a moonlit garden, clasped the golden chain around her neck, and kissed her. She’d gone to bed that night with a heart overflowing with joy, certain that a proposal would soon be forthcoming.

No, she could not wear that pendant now. Maybe never again.

Tears stung her eyes, but she held them back, knowing that crying would worsen her headache. Besides, she couldn’t go down to dinner with reddened eyes or a tear-stained face. Everyone would see her distress, and wonder what was wrong. She couldn’t allow that. No one in Ingleton was supposed to know about Simon or the scandal that had driven Hester out of London.

Hester firmly closed the drawer holding the pendent, wishing she could as easily close the door on all the mistakes of the past six months. Instead of the little red heart, she donned a necklace of coral beads. That would be ornament enough. She studied her reflection one last time, nodded, and forced herself up from her chair. Time to go play the part of a proper young lady.

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About the Author

Anne Rollins is the pen name of an English professor who lives in Northern California with her family, her pets, and an enormous collection of books. She is a fan of Diana Wynne Jones and Jane Austen, two authors who have influenced her writing. Today, she writes both sweet and spicy historical romance, sometimes blended with other genres. The Incident at Ingleton is the third book in the “Beau Monde Secrets” series of closed-door, standalone Regency romances with mystery subplots.

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A Tale That Has All of London Abuzz

By Alina K. Field

On February 5, 2025

In Teatime Tattler

My dear and delightful readers,

Brace yourselves, for your faithful servant has uncovered a most deliciously shocking tale that has all of London abuzz. Whispers ripple through the drawing rooms of Mayfair to the cobblestones of Covent Garden, all concerning none other than Lady M T.

Yes, that Lady M—the older T sister, infamous for her refusal to lower herself to the tedious rules of high society. It would seem dear M has found herself entangled in a web of intrigue thicker than the Prince Regent’s waistcoat.

The first morsel of gossip to be devoured is this—our rebellious Lady has reportedly caught the eye of His Royal Highness himself! A summons to the very halls of St. James has reached her dainty hands, extended in no less than what this columnist supposes is the Regent’s quest to claim her as his newest…companion. But here lies the rub, darlings. Despite the luxuries and lofty status associated with such a position, it is not, it seems, the Regent’s chambers that set her heart aflutter. No, no—Lady M’s passions appear to be directed elsewhere entirely.

And who, you ask, is the dark horse in this tale of tangled hearts? Why, none other than Mr. J S. The dashing, brooding figure once occupying the dukedom of D, now resigned to a life of quiet despair. Or so we thought. Lady M certainly sees no despair in him! This budding affection, I am told, has all the luminosity of a flame refusing to extinguish.

But dare I suggest, conflict and peril lie ahead? For what hope does a titleless Mr. S have of winning the lady when his greatest rival is none other than the ruler of the realm?

Yet, if there is a shred of hope for this passionate pair, it rests in the hands of the illustrious Mrs. D-L—a woman one should never call merely a matchmaker. Lady M has been seen arriving at the Mrs. D.L’s establishment at the oddest hours, with a mischievous kitten perched precariously upon her shoulder. Is it only matchmaking that she seeks within those walls? Or perhaps something far more daring? This columnist wouldn’t dream of speculating. (Oh, who am I fooling? Of course, I shall!)

Rumors whisper that Lady M, with Mrs. D-L at her side, is weaving a plan so scandalous it could upend the social order of London altogether. But to what end? To free herself from His Royal Highness’ advances? To secure her chance at happiness with the enigmatic Mr. S? Or might a larger secret be at stake—one tied to the D family collapsing dukedom that no one dare speak of aloud? Oh, my dearest readers, the questions pile higher than the overtrimmed bonnets at Almack’s!

Before I conclude, one last detail tickles this writer’s fancy, for the perilously curious shall adore this tidbit. Mr. S, long thought to have locked his heart away after a certain tragic chapter of his past, has been seen by my sources stealing glances at Lady M. One heartbroken hero, one audacious heroine, and a meddlesome kitten? The intrigue, my friends, is too divine to ignore.

I advise you to fortify your senses with tea and biscuits, for the days ahead promise to spill more secrets than the ton could possibly imagine. Will the Prince Regent claim his prize? Will forbidden love prevail? And most importantly, what role will that sprightly feline play in this swirling maelstrom of romance and rebellion?

Dear readers, I suggest you secure a copy of The Lyon’s Legacy without delay, lest you find yourself left behind in the torrent of passion, peril, and scandal that is sweeping the season.

Until next time,
Yours most scandalously,
Baroness Sophia von List

The first of the Two Dukes of Duncan and his Legacy of Heartbreak

The Lyon’s Legacy

Sometimes, passion is impossible to ignore.

Lady Melissa Thumbridge knows how to move through high society but refuses to play by its rules. When she’s summoned as the Prince Regent’s mistress, she finds herself trapped in a world of luxury and duty. Yet, her heart beats for another—John Stonebridge, who’s everything she’s ever wanted. Loving him, though, could cost them both everything. With her sister’s duchess title and the survival of the dukedom on the line, Melissa must summon all her strength to break free, with a little help from the infamous matchmaker Mrs. Dove-Lyon…and a meddlesome kitten named Angus.

Can Mrs. Dove-Lyon help her win her heart’s desire?

John Stonebridge thought he’d lost everything. Once the presumed heir to a dukedom, he’s been reduced to watching someone else wear the title, all while carrying the weight of his family’s legacy. After the loss of his first wife, John swore that he’d never allow his heart to hope again. But Melissa changes everything. She awakens something in him—a fire he can’t control and a future he yearns to grasp. The problem? Claiming her could ruin everything he’s sworn to protect.

But what use was love if it burned all else to ash around him?

When fate and duty threaten to keep them apart, Melissa and John must risk everything for a second chance at an impossible love they were always meant to find. Set against the breathtaking backdrop of a castle, their steamy romance is a passionate blend of courage, scandal, and the ultimate test of devotion.

Discover this spicy, second-chance Regency romance where a smart heroine, a sexy hero, and a little cat conspire to defy all odds.
Buy The Lyon’s Legacy today and indulge in a story that will steal your heart!
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Bio: 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.

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A Wager in White’s Betting Book

By Alina K. Field

On January 29, 2025

In Teatime Tattler

Dear Reader,

Lady P, bringing you the latest on dits from the upper circles of the ton. There are times when the content I must share pains me to do so, but it is for the greater good. Those who are eager to read my news know that I always repeat what I hear. After all, I do have the ear of certain esteemed personages including a well-loved viscountess, who for propriety’s sake, I shall refer to as Lady R.

I was in attendance at the Andrew’s Ball the other night—quite a crush—and happened to overhear Lady R speaking to Lady L, a mutual acquaintance. I was leaning perilously close to a tall potted plant at the time, seeking shelter from an unwanted suitor. I heard Lady R mention a conversation, the names of those involved intentionally not stated. It had to do with Lord H boasting about the wager he entered in White’s betting book.

I must repeat what Lady R said, not just for the sake of sharing it, but for the sake of those who may have at one time or another found themselves in a compromising situation not of their own making. We have all heard tearful tales of a friend—or servant—and a foxed gentleman with an overabundance of physical needs that he cannot control. And yet, when called to the carpet, the not-so-much of a gentleman oftentimes does not recall the moment, nor remember the poor young woman he has ruined!

Sharing such salacious news is bound to cause a scandalbroth, but I must tell the rest of what I have heard, word for word. “Lord H’s wager in White’s book insists it is fact—not rumor.” Peering through the leaves and branches, I saw Lady R pause and put her hand to her bosom. With a tremor in her voice, she confided, “Lord H wrote that he has verified the existence of the Angel of the Streets and has uncovered her true identity!”

I blinked at hearing this news, and had to ease back into the corner when Lord R strode over to his wife, whisked her into his arms, and onto the dance floor. What a striking pair they make. It does my heart good to know that I had a hand in bringing them together with my excellent intuition. Knowing which rumors surrounding the couple were credible, and which were said with an eye toward casting doubt on the lady’s reputation. Oh, and need I mention that Lady L’s husband is acquainted with a certain inspector on Bow Street, and related to someone in the highest echelon of the ton, though not royal?

Fear not, dear reader, for I shall be certain to share further news on this subject with the editor of this unimpeachable daily source of information.

The Duke’s Man-At-Arms (The Duke’s Guard, Book 11)

By C.H. Admirand

Emmett O’Malley will move Heaven and Earth to find and punish the man who kidnapped Michaela.

O’Malley plans to take justice into his own hands. He suspects there is more than compassion and the need to heal that compels the woman he has come to love to rescue others who have been unwilling victims. He will extract more than a bloody pound of flesh from the lord responsible for taking what Michaela refused to give.

Working alongside the angel of the streets has opened O’Malley’s eyes and his heart to someone who shares the same need to heal others. They both believe that every life has worth and everyone deserves a second chance…until Michaela is abducted, and he suspects she is hiding something from him.

A decade is a long time to keep a secret… Michaela will take hers to the grave!

Her life changes forever the night the man her father approved of violates her. To her horror, Michaela glimpses the monster he is a heartbeat before he steals her virtue, destroys her hopes, and crushes her dreams.

She vows never to speak his name again, nor tell a soul what he has done. She discovers an inner strength and calling to help heal others the only way she can, by leading a double life. On the surface she is the reserved daughter of a well-known physician. Beneath is a woman who works tirelessly in the stews of London, doing all in her power to heal and help those society shuns—other women who have had their future, good name, and reputation stripped from them without their consent. She will not let them be broken!

Excerpt:

“Michaela, are ye hurt?”

“O’Malley, is it really you?” The shaky reply was music to his ears,

“Aye! Step away from the door, lass. I need to break it down.”

“I… I’m not near the door.”

He grunted in reply. “Now’s not the time to get yer gumption up and argue. Step back—”

“I can’t move. I’m sorry, Emmett,” her voice broke over her apology. “I would if I could.”

“How close are ye to the door?”

“A few feet away.”

“Are ye in the middle of the room?”

“Nay to the left of the door…your right.”

That told him the direction he needed to hit to ensure shards of the door would be directed away from her. “Cover yer head, lass!”

“I can’t.”

Someone tied her up! “I’ll kill the bloody bugger! Close yer eyes, in case the door splinters.”

“They’re closed.”

“Don’t open them until I tell ye, Michaela.” O’Malley took two steps back and rammed the door with his shoulder. The lock held, but the middle of the door broke apart. His heart cried out at the sight before him. Rushing to Michaela, he knelt by her side and realized the odd sound he’d heard was her teeth chattering. “Open yer eyes, darling lass. Tell me where ye’re hurt.”

Dark lashes fluttered open, revealing pain-filled, pale green eyes. “The back of my head aches… I think someone struck me from behind. How did you find me? Where is Greenwood?”

“One thing at a time. I’m going to untie ye and wrap ye in me coat, ye’re chilled to the bone. ‘Twas yer chatting teeth that led me to ye.”

He watched her gather her composure around her like a cloak. Brave, lass.

“I wouldn’t have clenched my jaw for so long, trying to be quiet, if I knew you were coming.”

“Ye know I would always come if ye needed me.”

Her eyes held the soul deep conviction he hoped to see. “Yes. It gave me strength when mine was fading.”

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If we have not met yet, I’m delighted to meet you. Here’s a little bit about me…

I have been writing romance novels for almost half my life—well, at least for the last thirty years. I’m a die-hard romantic and have to confess the broad shoulders and wicked glint in the brilliant green eyes of a stranger had my breath snagging in my breast, my heart beating madly, and my future flashing before my eyes. At the age of seventeen, I’d met the man I knew I was going to spend the rest of my life with.

I write Historical & Contemporary Romance featuring characters that I know so well: hardheaded heroes and feisty heroines! They rarely listen to me and in fact, I think they enjoy messing with my plans for them. Over the years I have learned to listen to them. I have always used family names in my books and love adding bits and pieces of my ancestors and ancestry in them, too! Visit my website to learn more about my books.

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