Sunday, March 20, 2011

Random Books from the Bookshelf

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Random Books from the Bookshelf is weekly feature hosted by Cookies, Books and Bikes.  This weekly feature was created to showcase the first few paragraphs from books that have been sitting on the bookshelf patiently waiting for their turn to be read.  I’d like to send a big THANK YOU to WonderBunny for letting me use her awesome feature on my site.  Please stop by and visit her blog.  Aside from this cool feature, she also posts great book reviews and shares AMAZING cookie recipes!


This week I decided to feature some historical romances that I’ve had laying around for longer than I’d like to admit.  Yes, I said historical romance.  No, I didn’t buy them by accident.  What?  I like to read outside the box every now and again.  Without further ado, here are today’s selections…


passion

Passion by Lisa Valdez

A Letter of Some Consequence

July 12, 1824

My Dearest Abigail,

What news I have!  I hardly know how to tell you—you, my dearest and most trusted confidante, my girlhood friend and sister of the heart—you, who did warn me so directly and honestly what might happen were I to let my heart rule my head.  And how correct you were.  For here I am, facing the folly of my feverish desires.  Have you guessed by situation?  I would not doubt it.  But I shall tell you immediately, as I am positive that your eyes are leaping down the page to discover my secret.


reeses bride

Reese’s Bride by Kat Martins

England

September, 1855

The crisp black taffeta skirt of her mourning gown rustled as she walked out of the dress shop a few doors in front of him.

Reese Dewar froze where he stood, the silver-headed cane in his hand forgotten, along with the ache in his leg.  Rage took its place, dense and heavy, hot and seething.

Sooner or later, he had known he would see her.  He had told himself it wouldn’t matter, that seeing her again wouldn't affect him.  She meant nothing to him, not anymore, not for nearly either years.

But as she stepped off the wooden walkway, a ray of autumn sunlight gleamed against the jet-black curls on her shoulders and anger boiled up inside him, fury unlike he had known in years.


in for a penny

In for a Penny by Rose Lerner

June, 1819

“Thirkell, you know what happened the last time we went to one of the Ambersleighs’ do’s.”  Lord Nevinstoke winced at the sound of a badly tuned piano from inside the townhouse.  How had he let Thirkell talk him into this?  “Can’t we go to Amy’s instead?  She’s laid in some lovely French brandy, just for us.”

Thirkell rolled his eyes and shoved Nev up the steps.  “After you’ve danced with my cousin, lent her some countenance, then we can go to Amy’s and get as drunk as you like.”

“But, Thirkell,” Percy said, “I don’t think we have any countenance to lend Harriet.  We’re disreputable, remember?  And as Nev has so accurately reminded us, the last time we attended one of Lady Ambersleigh’s little gatherings, the orchestra fled in hysterics.”

1 comment:

  1. I love all sorts of books so it's nice to see that you like to read outside the box. I love historical romance novels. Always thought it would be fun to live in a time that big beautiful dress, horses as a main transportation, and men that bow in your presense and hold the door open for you would be a nice thing to experience.

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