Arabella Sheraton grew up on a diet of Jane Austen, the Bronte sisters,
and many other writers of that period. From Jane Austen to Georgette Heyer,
Arabella has found both enjoyment and inspiration in sparkling, witty Regency
novels. She also loves history and generally finds the past more fascinating
than the future. Arabella wrote her first Regency romance to entertain her
aged mom who loved the genre. Arabella is honoured to share the adventures
of her heroes and heroines with readers.
and many other writers of that period. From Jane Austen to Georgette Heyer,
Arabella has found both enjoyment and inspiration in sparkling, witty Regency
novels. She also loves history and generally finds the past more fascinating
than the future. Arabella wrote her first Regency romance to entertain her
aged mom who loved the genre. Arabella is honoured to share the adventures
of her heroes and heroines with readers.
In this delightful traditional Regency romance, Miss Diana Dashwood
accepts an invitation to Lady Prescott's Christmas party at Camden House,
in the countryside. But things do not go quite as she imagined. Through
an unexpected event, she is forced to spend the night in a woodsman's
hut with one of the guests. What a scandal! Of course, Sir Gareth Blakely
must propose, and he does. Unfortunately, Miss Diana Dashwood has already
been engaged to and broken off her engagement from Sir Gareth Blakely
after a bitter quarrel. Is it likely she will bow to social pressure and accept
his proposal, one made only to save her reputation, and if they marry,
does their union stand a chance of survival? And what about the pretty
heiress, Miss Jemima Plymstock, whom everyone thinks is the lady
Sir Gareth had his eye upon? Headstrong and proud, Miss Diana Dashwood
is caught in a dreadful dilemma. A must-read for Regency fans!
accepts an invitation to Lady Prescott's Christmas party at Camden House,
in the countryside. But things do not go quite as she imagined. Through
an unexpected event, she is forced to spend the night in a woodsman's
hut with one of the guests. What a scandal! Of course, Sir Gareth Blakely
must propose, and he does. Unfortunately, Miss Diana Dashwood has already
been engaged to and broken off her engagement from Sir Gareth Blakely
after a bitter quarrel. Is it likely she will bow to social pressure and accept
his proposal, one made only to save her reputation, and if they marry,
does their union stand a chance of survival? And what about the pretty
heiress, Miss Jemima Plymstock, whom everyone thinks is the lady
Sir Gareth had his eye upon? Headstrong and proud, Miss Diana Dashwood
is caught in a dreadful dilemma. A must-read for Regency fans!
Snippet:
Diana stepped into the carriage as if hypnotized and sat next to Miss Plymstock
. “What are you going to do to me?” she asked.
. “What are you going to do to me?” she asked.
Mr. Rundle put on an expression of exaggerated surprise while Miss Taggart
giggled behind one black-gloved hand. He stroked his beard.
giggled behind one black-gloved hand. He stroked his beard.
“My dear Miss Dashwood, you are so imaginative. You make me sound
like a villain in these romantic novels so popular with young ladies nowadays.
I am going to do nothing to you. You will witness the marriage, along with
Miss Taggart. I will begin my honeymoon with my lovely young bride, and
the carriage will return you to town. Then you will, no doubt, make your
way back to London and forget all about Jemima.”
like a villain in these romantic novels so popular with young ladies nowadays.
I am going to do nothing to you. You will witness the marriage, along with
Miss Taggart. I will begin my honeymoon with my lovely young bride, and
the carriage will return you to town. Then you will, no doubt, make your
way back to London and forget all about Jemima.”
He gave a leering wink.
“She will be too busy learning her new marital duties as Mrs. Rundle to
keep up any acquaintance with you.”
keep up any acquaintance with you.”
He knocked on the roof of the carriage to signal the driver. Miss Plymstock
moaned but did not wake. Diana looked out of the carriage window as the
horses gained speed.
moaned but did not wake. Diana looked out of the carriage window as the
horses gained speed.
What have I done? I was a fool not to wait for Mr. Whittaker. Oh, Gareth,
if only you were here.
if only you were here.
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