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Unlaced At Christmas: The Christmas Duchess / Russian Winter Nights / A Shocking Proposition
Elizabeth Rolls
Christine Merrill
Linda Skye
Christmas wishes can come true!The Christmas DuchessHer daughter recently jilted, widowed Generva feels anything but festive – until the unexpected arrival of Thomas Kanner, Duke of Montford, transforms the household. Might there be a Christmas wedding after all?Russian Winter NightsRussian princess Ekaterina Romanova sees through the gilded façade of the Winter Court. An intimate encounter with Andrey Kvasov offers a moment of escape and soon this yuletide brings the promise of something thrilling... and forbidden. A Shocking PropositionMadeleine Kirkby must be married before Twelfth Night – or forfeit her family estate. After a chance encounter with the man she lost her heart to years ago, she has the perfect prospective husband in mind!
www.millsandboon.co.uk (http://www.millsandboon.co.uk)
Table of Contents
The Christmas Duchess (#u858d4215-a126-577f-9487-d48bb4ee0016)
About the Author (#u5b33f245-82f7-5373-a865-5d38162aa27d)
Chapter One (#ue89f0d55-351c-560c-8714-7bbd0ba75628)
Chapter Two (#u2843f9f3-4e7d-5515-b352-a0ae7077fe93)
Chapter Three (#uf7be7d9c-c0f5-5eca-84b1-08d373069329)
Chapter Four (#ube0ce74f-2b89-5bf0-9f45-f76ceae3cd3e)
Chapter Five (#u7a3e0320-441a-5aa0-87b9-83a3cf84239e)
Chapter Six (#u167b33e4-7681-5480-9388-79086141b71a)
Chapter Seven (#u1a240c1d-0848-54a3-bcfb-6d289abfb86d)
Chapter Eight (#ub1852ba8-2680-54c0-b775-a68845987254)
Chapter Nine (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Ten (#litres_trial_promo)
Russian Winter Nights (#litres_trial_promo)
About the Author (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter One (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Two (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Three (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Four (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Five (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Six (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Seven (#litres_trial_promo)
A Shocking Proposition (#litres_trial_promo)
Dedication (#litres_trial_promo)
About the Author (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter One (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Two (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Three (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Four (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Five (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Six (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Seven (#litres_trial_promo)
Epilogue (#litres_trial_promo)
Extract (#litres_trial_promo)
Endpage (#litres_trial_promo)
Copyright (#litres_trial_promo)
The Christmas Duchess (#ulink_3d09344d-5f70-5713-a58d-87b66ea8f610)
Christine Merrill
CHRISTINE MERRILL lives on a farm in Wisconsin, USA, with her husband, two sons, and too many pets—all of whom would like her to get off the computer so they can check their e-mail. She has worked by turns in theatre costuming and as a librarian. Writing historical romance combines her love of good stories and fancy dress with her ability to stare out of the window and make stuff up.
Chapter One (#u43271bf6-1783-5c5a-b052-b2dbdcf0c6ba)
Generva Marsh gave the kitchen a final sweep and sighed in resignation. It was not her job to be keeping her own house. Mrs Jordan, the housekeeper, would disapprove of her meddling. But Mrs Jordan was above stairs, transfixed by the wailing and lamentations coming from Gwendolyn’s bedroom. Generva had been more than happy to abdicate that role. The girl had cried nonstop since Sunday, and the sound preyed upon her nerves.
Perhaps it was unmotherly to admit such a lack of sympathy for one’s only daughter. Perhaps the ladylike response to the chaos surrounding them was to have a fit of vapours. She should shut herself up in a bedchamber, as Gwen was doing, and turn the whole house upside down. But it was still a damned nuisance. It might be mortifying when one’s gentleman proved himself to be no gentleman at all. But when it happened before the wedding and not after, it was cause for celebration and not tears. It would have been far worse had they married.
Perhaps it was her own, dear, John who had given Generva such an annoyingly sensible attitude. When one was the widow of a ship’s captain, one learned to sail on through adversity and live each day prepared for the worst. When she had lost him, she had cried for a day as if her heart would break. Then she had looked at her two children and dried her tears so she could wipe theirs.
Now she must do so again, for one child, at least. Little Benjamin did not need her help. When he had heard the news he had declared it good riddance, stolen one of the mince pies she’d set aside for the wedding breakfast and disappeared into the yard. Generva frowned. The boy was a terror, but at least he was out of the way. The girl could have one more day, at most, to sulk over the unexpected turn things had taken.
Then she would be ordered to pull herself together, wash her face and prepare to meet the village on Christmas morning. The congregation had been promised a wedding at the end of the service. Instead, the Marshes would be proving a veritable morality play on the dangers of pride and youthful folly. They would be forced to hold their heads high and accept the condolences of the town gossips who smiled behind their hands even as they announced that it was, ‘a terrible, terrible shame, that such a lovely girl was tainted by scandal’. The old women would cluck like chickens and the young men would look away from them in embarrassment, as though Gwen was something more than an innocent victim of another’s perfidy.
Elizabeth Rolls
Christine Merrill
Linda Skye
Christmas wishes can come true!The Christmas DuchessHer daughter recently jilted, widowed Generva feels anything but festive – until the unexpected arrival of Thomas Kanner, Duke of Montford, transforms the household. Might there be a Christmas wedding after all?Russian Winter NightsRussian princess Ekaterina Romanova sees through the gilded façade of the Winter Court. An intimate encounter with Andrey Kvasov offers a moment of escape and soon this yuletide brings the promise of something thrilling... and forbidden. A Shocking PropositionMadeleine Kirkby must be married before Twelfth Night – or forfeit her family estate. After a chance encounter with the man she lost her heart to years ago, she has the perfect prospective husband in mind!
www.millsandboon.co.uk (http://www.millsandboon.co.uk)
Table of Contents
The Christmas Duchess (#u858d4215-a126-577f-9487-d48bb4ee0016)
About the Author (#u5b33f245-82f7-5373-a865-5d38162aa27d)
Chapter One (#ue89f0d55-351c-560c-8714-7bbd0ba75628)
Chapter Two (#u2843f9f3-4e7d-5515-b352-a0ae7077fe93)
Chapter Three (#uf7be7d9c-c0f5-5eca-84b1-08d373069329)
Chapter Four (#ube0ce74f-2b89-5bf0-9f45-f76ceae3cd3e)
Chapter Five (#u7a3e0320-441a-5aa0-87b9-83a3cf84239e)
Chapter Six (#u167b33e4-7681-5480-9388-79086141b71a)
Chapter Seven (#u1a240c1d-0848-54a3-bcfb-6d289abfb86d)
Chapter Eight (#ub1852ba8-2680-54c0-b775-a68845987254)
Chapter Nine (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Ten (#litres_trial_promo)
Russian Winter Nights (#litres_trial_promo)
About the Author (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter One (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Two (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Three (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Four (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Five (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Six (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Seven (#litres_trial_promo)
A Shocking Proposition (#litres_trial_promo)
Dedication (#litres_trial_promo)
About the Author (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter One (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Two (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Three (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Four (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Five (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Six (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Seven (#litres_trial_promo)
Epilogue (#litres_trial_promo)
Extract (#litres_trial_promo)
Endpage (#litres_trial_promo)
Copyright (#litres_trial_promo)
The Christmas Duchess (#ulink_3d09344d-5f70-5713-a58d-87b66ea8f610)
Christine Merrill
CHRISTINE MERRILL lives on a farm in Wisconsin, USA, with her husband, two sons, and too many pets—all of whom would like her to get off the computer so they can check their e-mail. She has worked by turns in theatre costuming and as a librarian. Writing historical romance combines her love of good stories and fancy dress with her ability to stare out of the window and make stuff up.
Chapter One (#u43271bf6-1783-5c5a-b052-b2dbdcf0c6ba)
Generva Marsh gave the kitchen a final sweep and sighed in resignation. It was not her job to be keeping her own house. Mrs Jordan, the housekeeper, would disapprove of her meddling. But Mrs Jordan was above stairs, transfixed by the wailing and lamentations coming from Gwendolyn’s bedroom. Generva had been more than happy to abdicate that role. The girl had cried nonstop since Sunday, and the sound preyed upon her nerves.
Perhaps it was unmotherly to admit such a lack of sympathy for one’s only daughter. Perhaps the ladylike response to the chaos surrounding them was to have a fit of vapours. She should shut herself up in a bedchamber, as Gwen was doing, and turn the whole house upside down. But it was still a damned nuisance. It might be mortifying when one’s gentleman proved himself to be no gentleman at all. But when it happened before the wedding and not after, it was cause for celebration and not tears. It would have been far worse had they married.
Perhaps it was her own, dear, John who had given Generva such an annoyingly sensible attitude. When one was the widow of a ship’s captain, one learned to sail on through adversity and live each day prepared for the worst. When she had lost him, she had cried for a day as if her heart would break. Then she had looked at her two children and dried her tears so she could wipe theirs.
Now she must do so again, for one child, at least. Little Benjamin did not need her help. When he had heard the news he had declared it good riddance, stolen one of the mince pies she’d set aside for the wedding breakfast and disappeared into the yard. Generva frowned. The boy was a terror, but at least he was out of the way. The girl could have one more day, at most, to sulk over the unexpected turn things had taken.
Then she would be ordered to pull herself together, wash her face and prepare to meet the village on Christmas morning. The congregation had been promised a wedding at the end of the service. Instead, the Marshes would be proving a veritable morality play on the dangers of pride and youthful folly. They would be forced to hold their heads high and accept the condolences of the town gossips who smiled behind their hands even as they announced that it was, ‘a terrible, terrible shame, that such a lovely girl was tainted by scandal’. The old women would cluck like chickens and the young men would look away from them in embarrassment, as though Gwen was something more than an innocent victim of another’s perfidy.
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