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Saturday, August 9, 2014

Saturday Discussion: Comfort Reads

The past few weeks have seen a lot of things going on: family member went from sick to really sick to a day in the emergency room to a few days in the hospital to recovering at home and now back to business as usual. Which means lots of stuff to do, disrupted routines, lots of waiting, lots of nerves and not as much sleep as anybody would like. Though the crisis is now past, there's still dust to settle, but thankfully reading is always good medicine, and in the tough times, we still find time to read. It's not selfish, it's not frivolous, and I would argue it's downright necessary for rest and respite.

For a few minutes, hours, even days, we can step through a magic portal into a different world, live other lives, and come back feeling refreshed, restored and ready to tackle the next battle that life has thrown in our general direction. I don't use the term "escape" for such reading, because we do have to return to the issues at  hand when our reading breaks are over, but it is respite, a way to plug into hope and assurance and let our brains relax as the story takes us into another time and place.

Comfort reading is different from regular reading for some, if not most readers. When our minds and bodies are worn out from dealing with the increased stress, finding a new book to read may not always be the most pressing thing on our schedule. Rereads of favorite books or authors often fit the bill. Two of my surefire comfort reads are pictured below: Skye O'Malley, by Bertrice Small and Lovesong, by Valerie Sherwood.

Historicals are my go-to comfort read, books I read and loved many years ago. Not a lot of surprises, but there's a certain reassurance in knowing I'm travelling a road I've travelled many times before and will be sure to revisit again. Big, thick, sweeping romantic adventures in times past are exactly what I need when life gets to be too much.

For others, humor is what counts most, or a trip to an idyllic small town tucked far away from life's troubles. Still others want to visit a universe where the supernatural is the most natural thing in the world, or jump into the ongoing saga of long-running characters who are always going to be okay, despite insurmountable odds. I've even found comfort reading in the dystopian world of The Walking Dead graphic novels, because whatever is going wrong in my life can't possibly be as bad as a world where the undead walk the earth and consider me lunch.

So, dear readers, our question today is, what is a comfort read for you? Is it genre, author, a particular book?  Maybe it's a type of book, whether it's new to you or not. Can a book you've never read before be a comfort read, if it's of the right author, genre or setting? Settle into our virtual couch and sip your beverage of choice and share your favorite comfort reads, because we can all use a break.

Friday, August 8, 2014

Blog Tour: What a Lady Craves by Ashlyn Macnamara (Excerpt & Giveaway)

Release Date: August 12, 2014
Genre: Historical Romance
Publisher: Random House Loveswept 

What a Lady Craves
The Eton Boys Trilogy #1

Ashlyn Macnamara weaves a delicious tale of two souls torn apart by circumstance and reunited by fate—perfect for fans of Julia Quinn, Eloisa James, and Sabrina Jeffries.

Henrietta Upperton is about to marry Alexander Sanford when he rushes off to India to salvage his family’s fortune. Then comes the devastating news that he has wed another. Eight agonizing years later, a storm washes Alexander ashore—injured, widowed, and hunted—and one glimpse of his ruggedly handsome face reawakens the desire Henrietta thought she had buried deep inside. Her body still yearns for his touch, but she’s determined not let him wound her again . . . not this time.

For Alexander, honor always comes first. But only now does he realize that when given the choice between two virtuous deeds, he picked the wrong one. On the run with his life in tatters and a pair of daughters in tow, Alexander burns for Henrietta. He knows he does not deserve forgiveness. And yet he longs to wrap his arms around her warm body once again. What’s more, he is sure the lady craves the same.
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“Good heavens.” Lady Epperley placed a bony hand to her bosom. “Good heavens. If he’s returned from India, he’s left no word, sent no note. Why, we had no idea.”

“Please, memsahib. He is in a bad way. I cannot drag his body—”

“Body?” Lady Epperley’s doughy cheeks paled beneath their generous layer of rouge. Henrietta suspected her own cheeks had taken on the same ashen tones. Whatever had passed between her and Alexander, she certainly did not wish the man dead.

“Forgive me.” The stranger repeated his reverent bow. “I mean no upset. Our ship, you see, sank in the storm. I saw Mr. Sanford to shore, but the ordeal took too much out of me. I was forced to leave him on the beach.”

It wasn’t her place to speak, but Henrietta could no more hold back than she could stop her heart from beating out of control. “Your pardon, Mr. . . .”


“Mr. Satya—”

“No, simply Satya.”

She clamped her back teeth. If this man could not get to the point, and soon, she might forget her manners and voice her impatience. “Is Mr. Sanford still of this world?”

“Oh, yes, he is quite well, considering the circumstances. He has merely fainted, and—”

“Fainted?” Her pulse slowed, but only somewhat.

“Yes, memsahib. That is why I came for help. I cannot carry his dead weight alone.”

Dead weight. Body. Why did this man insist on such phrasing? Henrietta waved the thoughts away. Surely English was not his native language. He could not know the import of his words.

“Hirsch!” Lady Epperley barked the name, even though the butler had not left the room. “Summon several footmen, and have Mr. Satya show them to my nephew. And tell the housekeeper to prepare his usual chamber. At once!”

“My . . . my lady . . .” Henrietta forced the words past a constriction in her throat. “If you won’t be needing me for the rest of the evening . . .” If she could escape to her quarters, she wouldn’t even have to see him. At the same time, she might hide this blasted agitation from her employer. She’d only have to wonder if he’d changed in the years since she’d bid him Godspeed. Surely India had altered him.

“Nonsense, George.” Lady Epperley heaved herself to her feet, leaning heavily on the arm of the settee for balance. In the process, she overturned Albemarle’s cushion. The cat hit the floor with a dull thud and stalked off, flicking her bushy tail indignantly.

“I shall certainly need you,” the dowager went on. “Good heavens, a shock like this at my age. My own nephew shipwrecked.” For emphasis, she clenched a hand about the fabric of her bodice. “My heart.”

Henrietta wasn’t fooled for an instant. The old woman’s voice was far too strong for her to be experiencing any true malaise. “Yes, my lady.”

In what seemed like no time at all, the footmen returned, easing a limp body up the stairs from the foyer. Lady Epperley still wrung her hands at the front of her gown, as if she thought to keep her heart from breaking free of her chest by mere pressure. Henrietta couldn’t help but watch the processional that trailed a slow drizzle of water on the polished parquet that lined the corridor. Drip, drip, drip, the even cadence of a black-plumed horse at the head of a funeral procession.

Her mind conjured the image of a robust, serious man in the glow of health. Tall, lean, yet his presence overwhelmed. In direct contrast to her memory, the form before her lay inert. The sharp angles of his cheekbones shadowed chalky flesh peppered with light brown stubble. Sodden hair fell in hanks over his forehead, and his garments were shredded beyond repair . . . offering glimpses of skin she’d only ever seen in her dreams.

Henrietta pressed her lips into a line, deliberately tamping down the unexpected—and unwelcome—flutter low in her belly. Her knees wobbled. More inappropriate words jumbled in her mouth and clamored for release. She could not risk her position by giving them voice, no matter how great the temptation. In this state, Lady Epperley had no choice but to take in her nephew; the history between him and Henrietta be damned.

Author Bio

Ashlyn Macnamara is the author of A Most Scandalous Proposal. She lives in the wilds of suburbia outside of Montreal with her husband and two teenage daughters. When not writing, she looks for other excuses to neglect the housework, among them knitting, reading, and wasting time on the Internet in the guise of doing research.

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Thursday, August 7, 2014

Blog Tour: Finding Miss McFarland by Vivienne Lorret (Excerpt & Giveaway)

Release Date: August 5, 2014
Genre: Historical Romance
Publisher: Avon 

Finding Miss McFarland
Wallflower Weddings Book Three

Fans of historical romance authors Lorraine Heath and Sophie Jordan will adore Vivienne Lorret's latest Wallflower Wedding novel. 
Delaney McFarland is on the hunt for a husband—preferably one who needs her embarrassingly large dowry more than a dutiful wife. After the unspeakable incident at her debut, Delaney knows marrying for love is off the table, but a marriage of convenience—one that leaves her free to live the life she chooses—is the next best thing, never mind what that arrogant, devilishly handsome Mr. Croft thinks. Delaney plans to marry for money … or not at all. 
Ever since the fiery redhead burst into his life—in a most memorable way—Griffin Croft hasn't been able to get Miss McFarland out of his mind. Now, with the maddening woman determined to hand over her fortune to a rake, Griffin knows he must step in. He must help her. He must not kiss her. But when Griffin's noble intentions flee in a moment of unexpected passion, his true course becomes clear: tame Delaney's wild heart and save her from a fate worse than death … a life without love.

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 “Mr. Croft,” her father said, not bothering to conceal the satisfied grin he wore. “It is my pleasure to introduce you to my eldest daughter, Gillian Delaney McFarland.” 

This was the first time her father had used her full name during an introduction. Normally, he preferred not to be reminded that such a creature was named after him. Yet at the moment, she didn’t bother to question it. She was too distracted by the man across from her. 

Griffin Croft stood an inch taller than her father, with waves of dark hair brushed back from his forehead. In this light, she couldn’t tell if his hair was black or brown, or if his eyes were brown or blue; all she knew was that when their gazes met, she felt a strange crackling sensation beneath her palms. It felt the way she imagined a fire consumed bits of tinder—hot, bright, and skittering over the surface, igniting kindling with dozens of tiny flames. 

And like a flame, her gaze became greedy, consuming every nuance of his face, from his elegantly sloped nose to his wide mouth, and from the deep cleft in his chin to the square jaw and the barest shadow of stubble she saw above a clumsily tied cravat. 

“Miss McFarland.” 

She didn’t hear him at first. There was an odd ringing in her ears. But by looking at his mouth—and a very pleasant one, it was—she could see that he’d spoken. 

Miss McFarland . . . and with those words, his lips pressed together twice. Like a kiss. The idea made her dizzy. 

“Mr. Croft.” 

A wave of heat assailed her. Then, too soon, another terrible grip seized her stomach. Her vision blurred for an instant, and when she looked down, she saw that he held out his gloved hand, as if to steady her.  

Her father’s hand went to her back. “Perhaps it would be best to postpone—” 

He never had a chance to finish. 

And she never had the chance to turn around and take hold of the railing. Instead, her body betrayed her most cruelly and cast up her accounts all over Griffin Croft’s shoes.

Author Bio

I fell in love with fairy tales and the romance behind happily ever after at a very young age. Like a lot of you, I tweaked the fables bit by bit in my imagination until they suited me perfectly. By the time I was eleven, a teacher encouraged me to start writing.

Throughout the years that followed, my teachers remained my most fervent supporters, giving me the tools I needed to continue my journey as a writer.

My husband and I have two teenage boys, who are heroes in their own right. For now, we live in a small Midwestern town near Lake Michigan…until a time in the future when a new adventure calls us to other shores.

I am currently working on my next novel, but I always enjoy hearing from my readers. Feel free to email me at

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Throwback Thursday: Historical Romance Edition #38

Happy Thursday, everyone!  Zeee here from I Heart Romance hosting this weeks' Throwback Thursday:  Historical Romance Edition, a feature started by Buried Under Romance and Love Saves the World

What is Throwback Thursday?
Traditionally, Throwback Thursday celebrates nostalgia, asking participants to post a personal photo or an image from their past -- usually from 5 to 10 years ago. There are a lot of book blogs that also do a book-related Throwback Thursday. 

The Historical Romance Edition:
Since Tin of Love Saves the World and I are unapologetic lovers of historical romances, we've decided to focus on our beloved genre.

Here are our rules:
1. It must be posted on a Thursday.
2. It must be a historical romance novel published before October 3, 2008.

My pick for this week is And Then He Kissed Her by Laura Lee Guhrke, published on February 27, 2007.

Supremely sensible Emmaline Dove wishes to share her etiquette expertise with London's readers, and as secretary to Viscount Marlowe, Emma knows she's in the perfect position to make her dream come true. Marlowe might be a rake with a preference for can-can dancers and an aversion to matrimony, but he is also the city's leading publisher, and Emma is convinced he's her best chance to see her work in print...until she discovers the lying scoundrel has been rejecting her manuscripts without ever reading a single page!

As a publisher, Harry finds reading etiquette books akin to slow, painful torture. Besides, he can't believe his proper secretary has the passion to write anything worth reading. Then she has the nerve to call him a liar, and even resigns without notice, leaving his business in an uproar and his honor in question. Harry decides it's time to teach Miss Dove a few things that aren't proper. But when he kisses her, he discovers that his former secretary has more passion and fire than he'd ever imagined, for one luscious taste of her lips only leaves him hungry for more.

My Thoughts
I think this was the first book by Laura Lee Guhrke that I read and I was hooked!  She has become an autobuy/autoclick author since then.  I love And Then He Kissed Her because not only is it a love "between the classes," the heroine is also an author and an artist, plus there is also the ugly ducking trope.  Who doesn't love that?  

Now, head over to Tin @ Love Saves the World and Ki Pha @ Doing Some Reading for their pick of the week.

Fellow historical romance readers are welcome to join us. Enter your link below so we can visit your TBT: HR Edition post for the week! (Then go here to copy the Link code to your blogs.)

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Wednesday, August 6, 2014

Guest Post: Taming Miss Tisdale by Jessica Jefferson (with Excerpt and Giveaway)

We want to welcome Jessica Jefferson to Buried Under Romance, she is sharing her writing process and an excerpt from her latest book with all of us. She also has a giveaway of a $50 Amazon Gift Card  Enjoy!

Jessica Jefferson makes her home in northern Indiana, or as she likes to think of it—almost Chicago.  She is heavily inspired by classic sweeping, historical romance novels, but aims to take those key emotional elements and inject a fresh blend of quick dialogue and comedy.  She invites you to visit her at and read more of her random romance musings.

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My Writing Process

After majoring in English with hopes of becoming a teacher and writer, I somehow landed myself into the world of nursing. My career path was winding to say the least.

Eventually, I found my strength wasn’t necessarily in the caring for patients, but with the observation and evaluation of healthcare processes. My career took another unexpected turn into a role similar to that of an industrial engineer’s with performance improvement.  I learned to plot out processes using post-it notes and to continually apply the PDCA (plan, do, check, act) cycle to all I do.

Now, I’m a full time writer, and part time performance improvement facilitator. And I’ve been able to apply most everything I’ve learned to my writing process.

I’ve always considered myself to be a spontaneous person. Heck, I was at the Romance Times Convention in New Orleans and without any planning what-so-ever, walked into a tattoo parlor and had my body marked for life on a whim. But I can’t write like that. I need planning- structure.

I’m currently working on my third and fourth books simultaneously, and I couldn’t be more regimented.  I’m a very visual person, and transparency was a common theme throughout my previous day job. I put everything on my wall so that I can always see where it is I’m going in the story.  Characters are represented by post-its and a picture of what I’d think they’d look like. Each chapter is plotted out, a series of post-its stretched across my wall. Specific lines I come up with at three a.m. are jotted down on corresponding post-its and posted in the appropriate location.  Magazine clippings of furniture or colors may also be featured on my wall for inspiration. Research and notes are also posted on the wall.

It doesn’t take very much time, and it usually changes a dozen or so times before the book is written.  But it does help me to feel organized and have some sort of control over this new, crazy career of mine.

 Marc watched the faint outline come across the dense morning fog, becoming more discernible as it approached. The tall, thin figure was riding along at a perilous speed, given the morning’s lack of visibility. He thought perhaps it was some gangly young man misguided in the fog. It wouldn’t be the first time someone accidentally stumbled upon the vast property that made up his family’s immodest estate.

Then the fog parted in an almost biblical manner, revealing his gross inaccuracy.
Were those ... breasts?

Marc closed his eyes and thought for a moment. Typically, women didn’t ride alone at such an hour and they certainly didn’t wander unexpectedly across his property. It’d been quite a while, his last birthday to be exact, since his last intimate encounter with a woman—a gift, compliments of St. Regis—so there was always the possibility that perhaps his half-drunk, sex-starved mind had conjured up the sensual image.

He shook his head, opened his eyes, and looked back again toward the horizon.

Yes, those were most certainly breasts.

And she was most definitely not a young man. The woman’s riding habit pulled taut against her body as she raced toward him. Her hair was blowing behind her—various hues of auburn and gold, like wild flames curling about in the wind. Then a decidedly feminine voice burst through the morning’s silence, interrupting his self-doubt. 

“Oh, thank goodness I found you!”

This was no mirage. She was indeed very real.

And very loud.

Miss Tamsin Tisdale believes herself to be completely unsuitable for London life. After a myriad of social mishaps, and the potential ruination of her family name, she’s shipped away to her cousin’s northern estate. Only after she comes to her senses will she be welcomed home.

Marcus Winston, the Duke of Grayson, has a lackluster reputation. The last in a dying line, he’s endured a protected life—rank with privilege, encumbered by isolation. After a brief encounter with rebellion, he learns the devastating consequences of his carelessness and willingly accepts living life from inside his gilded cage.

However, a chance meeting with the brazen Miss Tisdale gives Marc the opportunity to reinvent himself into the man he’s always dreamed of being. When his deception comes to light, and ghosts from both their pasts threaten to unravel the intimacy they’ve come to cherish, will either of them set their fears aside long enough to embrace love? Or will Miss Tisdale’s stubbornness divide them?

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August Anticipated Reads in Historical Romance

Each month we will be bringing you the books we are excited to read for that month. 
We hope you enjoy the books and maybe find a new author.

My Beautiful Enemy by Sherry Thomas

August 5, 2014

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The Highlander's Bride Trouble by Mary Wine 

August 5, 2014

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The Traitor by Grace Burrowes

August 5, 2014

A Woman Made For Sin (Promises Trilogy, #2)

A Woman Made for Sin by Michele Sinclair

August 5, 2014

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ARC Review: How to School Your Scoundrel by Juliana Gray

How to School Your Scoundrel (A Princess In Hiding, #3)
How to School Your Scoundrel by Juliana Gray
Publication date: June 3, 2014
Series: A Princess in Hiding #3
Publisher: Berkley
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~~Reviewed by Bonnie~~
With her country in turmoil, and her life in danger, Princess Luisa and her sisters are forced to flee their small homeland of Holstein-Schweinwald-Huhnhof for England.  The Royal Prince (the girls’ father) as well as Luisa’s new husband were murdered by rebels seeking to overthrow the monarchy.  The three princesses are half English, and their English uncle, The Duke of Olympia concocts a plan to have them masquerade as men to keep them safe.

Luisa is to become Mr. Markham, and apply to become secretary to the notorious Earl of Somerton. During the initial interview, Luisa displays a cockiness that appeals to Somerton, who is used to everyone trembling in his presence, and he hires her (him.)  They develop a relationship, while not exactly a friendship, buta sort of mutual trust and respect.

Somerton is in an unhappy marriage.  Years ago, he fell in love with his wife, who was in love with another man.  He bulldozed her parents into making her accept his suit, and basically bought her.  She still loves this man, and Somerton is obsessed with finding proof of her infidelity, and enacting revenge.

I am amazed at how the author managed to weave all the various threads of this story so tightly together.  First of all, I have to say that I really dislike the trope of ladies disguising themselves as men. Second, I am really not at all fond of political intrigues, especially involving monarchy.  And third, I totally dislike the kind of man Somerton was.  (No spoilers, but he had a whole lot of sins in his past.) Yet, I absolutely loved this story.  As it progresses, we get to see that Somerton is a lonely man who has never been loved, and his first attempt at loving was rejected.  We also get to see him transform into a hero without losing his toughness, which is something Luisa will need.  Luisa, meanwhile, has always lived for duty alone, and now she feels love as well.

This book is the third book of the princess trilogy, and these books were my first introduction to Juliana Gray.  I will definitely be reading her previous books, and she is now an “auto buy” author for me.  I have also learned that one of her previous books, “A Gentleman Never Tells” is the story of Somerton’s troubled marriage, told from his wife’s point of view.  I can’t recommend this book highly enough – it has it all.  It’s exciting, sexy, angsty, heartbreaking, and ultimately satisfying.  The epilogue is a treasure

I received a complimentary copy of this book in exchange for my honest review.


Tuesday, August 5, 2014

Guest Post: Love and Let Spy by Shana Galen + Giveaway

We would like to welcome Shana Galen to Buried Under Romance today!

Love and Let Spy (Lord and Lady Spy, #3)
About the Book:

Her name is Bonde, Jane Bonde . . .

A beautiful and eligible member of the ton, Jane has more than a few secrets: she’s one of the Crown’s most elite agents. She may be deadly, but she doesn't know a thing about fashion, flirtation, or love . . . until Dominic Griffyn shakes up her carefully stirred world and asks her to be his bride. He’s exactly the kind of man she’s not looking for. And he’s dangerous, because falling into his arms is so much more satisfying than saving England from her enemies.

He’s an improper gentleman who needs a wife. . .

Tall, dark, and tortured, Dominic Griffyn is haunted by demons from his past. When his stepfather insists that he marry, Dominic allows himself to hope that the beautiful but mysterious Miss Bonde might help him forget his troubles. As they grow closer, it’s clear that there’s more to Jane than danger. She might be just what his neglected heart needs.

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Spies in Truth and Fiction

In my latest release, Love and Let Spy, I feature a spy who is the best the Crown has to offer. Like James Bond in modern times, my spy isn’t afraid to takes risks, shoots to kill, and always gets her man. That’s right. My ultimate spy is a woman—Bonde, Jane Bonde.

This isn’t the first time I’ve written a heroine as a spy. I write fiction. I can do anything I want with my heroines. But I’m happy to say that I also have historical backing. There were female spies during the Napoleonic Wars. One of the women spies I researched rather extensively was Grace Dalrymple Elliott. She was a courtesan and was said to have born the illegitimate daughter of the Prince of Wales. She also happened to be in Paris during the French Revolution. Elliott was a staunch royalist, and her position as an Englishwoman and a former lover of the ducd’Orleans made it possible for her to act as a spy.
Elliott didn’t spy in the way we might think of today. She wasn’t running around with a pistol or infiltrating enemy headquarters. Instead, she would visit Marie Antoinette in prison. In the course of the visit, the Queen would secrete letters to her Austrian relatives to Elliott and when Elliott next took a trip to the spas in Belgium, she’d turn the letters over to the Austrian spies.

As you can see, there was none of the immediacy we imagine when we think of spies today. There weren’t cell phones or the internet. In the past, it might take weeks or months for messages to be exchanged.

Elliott is also credited with saving one of the King’s personal guards. After the attack on the Tuileries, the revolutionaries wanted to kill all of the men who had protected the royal family. They just about succeeded, except a handful of men, including a lieutenant escaped. He somehow made his way to Elliott’s house in Paris and begged her to hide him. She hid him under her mattress (actually, people slept on several mattresses at the time, so he was hidden under like 7 mattresses). Believe it or not, the French soldiers decided to do a house-to-house search. When they came to Elliott’s house, she stayed in bed, on top of the mattresses hiding the wanted man. She distracted the soldiers with her charms, and they didn’t bayonet her mattresses. The lieutenant had been hot and close to suffocation, but she saved him and helped him escape the country.

Were there female spies in the Regency? Yes. Were they common? Absolutely not. I imagine there were a handful, if that many. It’s hard to know a lot about spies of that period because spies, out of necessity, are secretive. Added to the confidential aspect of their job, spying was not considered an honorable or laudable profession at that time. A real man stood on the front lines, didn’t sneak around behind it. Remember that this was the time armies marched to face one another and shot at each other point-blank. When they ran out of ammunition, they used the bayonet.That was considered courageous.

In truth, spies of the Regency period were nothing like they’re portrayed in romance novels. Spies of today are probably not much like James Bond movies either, of course. But it’s fun to take some reality and mix it in with fiction.

Do you have a favorite real or fictional spy?

Her name is Bonde, Jane Bonde…
A beautiful and eligible member of the ton, Jane has more than a few secrets: she’s one of the Crown’s most elite agents. She may be deadly, but she doesn’t know a thing about fashion, flirtation, or love…until Dominic Griffyn shakes up her carefully stirred world and asks her to be his bride. He’s exactly the kind of man she’s not looking for. And he’s dangerous, because falling into his arms is so much more satisfying than saving England from her enemies.

He’s an improper gentleman who needs a wife…

Talk, dark, and tortured, Dominic Griffyn is haunted by demons from his past. When his stepfather insists that he marry, Dominic allows himself to hope that the beautiful but mysterious Miss Bonde might help him forget his troubles. As they grow closer, it’s clear that there’s more to Jane than danger. She might be just what his neglected heart needs
About the Author
Shana Galen is the national bestselling author of fast-paced adventurous Regency historicals, including the RT Reviewers’ Choice The Making of a Gentleman. She taught English at the middle and high school level off and on for eleven years. Most of those years were spent working in Houston's inner city. Now she writes full time. She’s happily married to a man she calls Ultimate Sportsfan and has a daughter who is most definitely a romance heroine in the making. The family is owned by two cats Baby Galen named Mickey and Maisy. Shana loves to hear from readers: visit her website at, download her free author app for exclusive content and first looks, or see what she’s up to daily on Facebook and Twitter. 


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