Journey to Regency England in this “wonderful” holiday tale of a desperate nobleman, a forgetful fiancée, and a sweet romance (Affaire de Coeur).
Her name is Serenity Adams. She’s Timothy Crawford’s fiancée, and he’s going to present her to his grandfather in less than twenty-four hours. The only problem is, she doesn’t exist. Now the desperate nobleman must find a willing woman to play the role of his affianced or risk being disinherited. Providence steps in when he stumbles across an overturned carriage. The injured beauty he rescues has no memory of the accident—or of who she is.
“Serenity” remembers nothing except awaking to the magnificent sight of a dashing, golden-haired stranger. When he asks her to take part in a risky act of deception, she has no choice but to accept. At Timothy’s ancestral estate, she starts to fall for the nobleman who woos her passionately but whom she can never wed. As the truth about her past emerges amid preparations for the annual Christmas Ball, will it cost Serenity her new life—and the man she loves?
From the “truly talented author” featured in One Winter’s Night: A Regency Yuletide, this is a delightful historical romance filled with mystery, adventure, and plenty of Christmas spirit (Romantic Times).
A Christmas Bride
I was looking for some holiday reading and came upon The Christmas Bride. It was so much more then I thought it would be. The characters are very real, the setting, just perfect and the story worthy of Jane Austin. I loved this book. I could not put it down. There is romance, danger, mystery, and a very happy ending. Totally worth reading.
Interesting characters and start . . .
I was expecting a Regency novel, not a “Regency Lite” or Regency-set historical novel.
Except for the use of language in speaking and some goofs on attire, the writing was okay, but not much better.
The allegedly period language was forced and clumsy, with some of it plain out of period. Who at that time calls young women of the ton ‘maids’ instead of ‘maidens’? The earl has maids as staff, and an earl would never conflate the two.
Just after ‘Serenity’, a name more found in a Quaker family than amongst the Quality, has been dressed for the earl’s birthday ball, I had had enough, and quit.