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Discover the enchanting world of Collette Cameron's Regency and Scottish Highlander romances! Explore her complete library today and see what's coming next from this USA Today bestselling author.
CHRONICLES OF THE WESTBROOK BRIDES
Unconventional characters, thrilling intrigue, and heart-pounding suspense weave together with soul-stirring romance as scandalous rogues and spirited women defy society's rules to find their soul mates and become the unforgettable Westbrook Brides!
· Midnight Christmas Waltz
· Mission at Midnight
· The Midnight Marquess
· Holly, Mistletoe, and Midnight Snow
· The Wallflower's Midnight Waltz
· Minuet at Midnight
· Kiss a Rake at Midnight
· Unmasked at Midnight
· Memories Made at Midnight
· Once Upon a Midnight Dream
DAUGHTERS OF DESIRE
Read these engaging, sweet romances featuring loveable rogues, scandalous secrets, a pinch of mystery, and a dash of humor for page-turning reads you won't soon forget.
· A Lady, A Kiss, A Christmas Wish
· No Lady for the Lord
· Love Lessons for the Lady
· His One and Only Lady
· Never a Proper Lady
· Lady Tempts a Rogue
FOR THE LOVE OF AN EARL
Enthralling Regency adventures brimming with intrigue, lovable scoundrels, strong heroines, and unforgettable, sigh-worthy romance.
· Earl if Wainthorpe
· Earl of Scarborough
· Earl of Keyworth
· Earl of Renshaw
HIGHLAND HEATHER ROMANCING A SCOT: CASTLE BRIDES
Pamper yourself with Scottish Regency historical romances packed with intrigue, smoldering passion, and page-turning surprises.
· Heart of a Highlander
· The Viscount's Vow
· The Highlander's Heiress
· The Earl's Enticement
· Triumph and Treasure
· Virtue and Valor
· Heartbreak and Honor
· Scandal's Splendor
· Passion and Plunder
· Wishes and Wonder
· A Yuletide Highlander
HEART OF A SCOT
Indulge in these captivating, emotion-laden, spicy Highlander suspense romances sure to warm your heart and put a smile on your face.
· To Love a Highland Laird
· To Redeem a Highland Rake
· To Seduce a Highland Scoundrel
· To Woo a Highland Warrior
· To Enchant a Highland Earl
· To Defy a Highland Duke
· To Marry a Highland Marauder
· To Bargain with a Highland Buccaneer
· A Christmas Kiss for a Highlander
LADIES OF OPPORTUNITY
Unconventional heroines dare to rewrite society's rulebook, taming roguish hearts and sparking love stories full of daring adventures, swoon-worthy intrigue, and a dash of irresistible mischief.
·A Yuletide Toss of the Dice
·The Spinsters Secret Stake ~ Coming Soon!
·Better Not Bet a Bluestocking ~ Coming Soon!
·When You wager a Widow ~ Coming Soon!
SEDUCTIVE SCOUNDRELS
Indulge in these captivating, emotion-laden and quick-read historical Regency romances sure to warm your heart and put a smile on your face.
· A Diamond for a Duke
· Only a Duke Would Dare
· A December with a Duke
· What Would a Duke Do?
· Wooed by a Wicked Duke
· Duchess of His Heart
· Never Dance with a Duke
· Wedding Her Christmas Duke
· The Debutante and the Duke
· Loved by a Dangerous Duke
· How to Win a Duke's Heart
· When a Duke Desires a Lass
· My Dearest Duke
THE CULPEPPER MISSES
Read the Culpepper sisters saga for page-turning, humorous, and satisfying historical Regency romance romps you can't forget. Giggles guaranteed.
· The Earl and the Spinster
· The Marquis and the Vixen
· The Lord and the Wallflower
· The Buccaneer and the Bluestocking
· The Lieutenant and the Lady
THE HONORABLE ROGUES®
Are you ready for rousing, emotional, and romantic historical Regency romance quick-read capers you won't want to put down?
· A Kiss for a Rogue
· A Bride for a Rogue
· A Rogue's Scandalous Wish
· To Capture a Rogue's Heart
· The Rogue and the Wallflower
· A Rose for a Rogue
· 'Twas the Rogue Before Christmas
· A Rogue Worth the Risk
From the Back Cover
Excerpt - Duchess of His Heart
Colchester, England.
September 1802
Standing in the apple orchard, a short walking distance from the village of Colchester and All Saint's Priory--his father's parish--James Brentwood gazed overhead. Ribbons of sunlight threaded through the thick, verdant foliage heavily laden with crisp, crimson fruit.
Closing his eyes, he inhaled the familiar scents from his childhood: rich, warm earth, ripe apples, freshly cut hay, and an occasional whiff of honeysuckle drifting by on the capricious fall breeze.
Nearby, industrious bees hummed as they went about their work, and songbirds trilled while flitting from branch to branch. In the distance, his sister's chickens cackled, and a horse neighed in the adjacent pasture. He missed the peace and freshness of the English countryside when in London.
Before letting his mind wander once more, he cast a puzzled glance down the dusty, rutted lane. Regine was several minutes late. Unusual for her. Typically, she was as eager for their clandestine meetings as he, and she often beat him to their rendezvous.
Regine. Just thinking of his beloved tightened James's chest as overwhelming emotion tunneled through his veins. God, how he loved her. Since she'd been a toddler and he a young lad, he'd adored the raven-haired beauty with eyes so blue, they put the summer sky to shame.
If not for her father's recent and unexpected death, he would've asked for her hand in marriage this visit even though two years of his solicitor's training remained. He'd have to bide his time a jot longer, blast it all.
Scratching his temple, he grinned with unchecked happiness. Regine had agreed to become his wife over a year ago. They kept the agreement a secret but often spoke of their future residing together in London--him a successful solicitor and she, the mother of his four--no five--children.
Neither aspired to wealth or position nor coveted possessions. Each only needed the other, and they would be happy and content for the rest of their lives. Or so they'd vowed between passionate kisses and promises of eternal love.
Tomorrow, he'd return to London, but he'd savor these last few hours with Regine before bidding her farewell--after tasting her sweet mouth and breathing in her apple and spices fragrance one final time. Finances wouldn't permit him to return for at least a fortnight, and he craved memories to savor until her lush form was wrapped in his embrace once more.
At last, he heard muffled footsteps approaching, and he turned, excitement and expectation vying for supremacy. At eighteen, Regine Edenshaw was a vision, even in her somber, black gown. Her unbound silky, ebony hair swayed as she walked, her eyes downcast and neck bent as if deep in thought.
She was his. His. Or would be as soon as her mourning period ended. James would have to harness his impatience for a few more months before asking Mrs. Edenshaw for her daughter's hand. Pray God Regine's mother wouldn't require them to wait an entire year to wed as mourning protocol dictated.
Regine stopped a few feet away and reluctantly brought her gaze up to meet his.
His heart stalled at the intense sorrow and regret pooled in her eyes. Eyes sparkling with unshed tears.
Her lips parted, but no words came forth.
"Darling, what is it?" He moved to gather her into his arms, to soothe away whatever had distressed her, but she shook her head and held a palm up to ward him off. Torment ravaged her delicate features.
Alarm took root, spiraling outward from James's stomach and sending a chill washing over him. By God, if someone had dared to harm her.
"Sweetheart?" He brushed a fingertip across her satiny cheek. "What has you so distressed? Tell me." Somehow, he'd make whatever troubled her right--anything to put a smile on her bowed mouth and erase the sadness shadowing her azure eyes.
"James..." Shoulders slumping, she clamped her lower lip between her teeth, and her lashes fluttered downward to caress her pale cheeks.
His trepidation kicked up several notches, and dread engulfed him. The instinct that made him a damn good solicitor fairly shrieked. He wasn't going to like what she said. Not at all.
"James," she murmured again, her voice a mere thread of sound--a soft, spine-tingling entreaty in the now eerily silent orchard. Then she opened her mouth, gulped in a deep breath, and thrust her chin upward as if bracing herself.Against what, for God's sake?
He swept the area with a swift, apprehensive glance, before settling his attention uneasily upon her once more. Something akin to terror knotted in his throat at the defeat and devastation he detected in her startlingly blue eyes. It stripped the air from his lungs and squeezed his heart in a ruthless, unyielding vise.
"I..." she drew in a ragged breath. "I am to be married," she finally said in a rush, dropping her focus to her hands, repeatedly wadding her black skirts.
What? Married? No. No. You're mine. Mine! My dearest, most precious love.
"Pardon?" he whispered stupidly, his lips stiff and voice gravelly with disbelief and pain. "Married?" He shook his head. He couldn't have heard her correctly. But he had. Her tense posture and waxen pallor revealed the truth.
"To who?" Or was it whom? What the hell did it matter? His thoughts raced, pell-mell, around his befuddled mind, all ability to reason calmly having flown. You cannot marry another. You cannot! You said you'd be my wife.
"To the Duke of Heartwaite," she replied, her voice flat and devoid of emotion.
A bloody duke? He fisted his hands until the nails cut deeply into his palms.
How could he, a poor vicar's son with scarcely two coins to rub together and in training to become a solicitor, compete with a sodding duke? Moisture blurring his vision, he choked out a single, strangled syllable, "When?"
"Next week." Her throat working and her hand trembling, she touched a bent knuckle to the corner of one eye. "I'm so sorry, James."
"Why?" He tenderly grasped her slender arms, peering into her anguished eyes awash with tears. "Why, Regine? I love you. You love me, too." Didn't she? Yes, else why would she be this miserable? "Please, I beg you, don't do this to us."
Eyes wide and tortured, she silently gazed at him, and the truth slammed into James with the force of an over-loaded grain wagon. A duke could offer her everything he couldn't: position, power, prestige, and wealth.
Evidently, love was a trifling insignificance compared to those necessities.
James stumbled backward, shaking his head, the pain eviscerating him so excruciating, he almost doubled over. Almost roared aloud against the knives carving and cleaving unmercifully into his heart and soul. And he did what any animal mortally wounded did. Reacted with primal rage and the urge to protect itself.
Curling his upper lip into a sneer, he raked his contemptuous gaze over her. "I've been so damned stupid." A complete and utter idiot. "I believed you were different. That money and position didn't matter--"
"They don't, James. Not in the way you think." She held a delicate palm out to him, beseechingly. "Please let me explain. I owe you that much." Her voice broke, and when he didn't take her outstretched hand, she let it drop to her side. "I am sorry," she murmured again, her face ashen, and her eyes wounded pools.
Sorry? Sorry? He didn't want her God-damned apology. He wanted her!
Something inside him splintered, fracturing into a million pieces, and where his heart had once been, an unfeeling stone replaced the mangled organ.
He threw his head back and laughed, harsh and cynical. "You don't owe me anything, Regine." With that, he turned his back and stalked away, resolutely disregarding her sobs, her vows that she loved him, and her pleas for him to listen to her.
Never again would he be taken in by a beautiful face or pledges of love and promises of forever.
About the Author
USA Today Bestselling author Collette Cameron® is renowned for her captivating, humorous, and heartwarming Scottish and Regency historical romance novels. With over 65 published titles, over 1.6 million books sold around the world, and multiple writing awards to her credit, Collette is a well-known author in the world of historical romance.
Readers love her witty and relatable characters including daring rogues, dashing scoundrels, and the strong and spirited heroines who capture their hearts. From the rugged highlands to the refined drawing rooms of Regency England, Collette's novels will transport you to another time and place, where love and adventure are just a page away.
Collette's Sweet-to-Spicy Timeless Romances® are the perfect escape for readers looking for romantic escape, poignant inspiration, engaging humor, and entertaining stories.
Based in the Pacific Northwest, Collette is surrounded by the lush greenery and rainy skies that inspire her writing. She dreams of one day splitting her time between the Pacific Northwest and Scotland. In the meantime, she indulges in her love of all things cobalt blue, dachshunds, chocolate, and of course, crafting her next historical romance.
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