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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
DUKES COME CALLING (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
FOR THE LOVE OF AN EARL
Enthralling Regency adventures brimming with intrigue, lovable scoundrels, strong heroines, and unforgettable, sigh-worthy romance.
· Earl of 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.
· The Wallflower's Wild Wager
· The Spinster's Secret Stake
· Better Not Bet a Bluestocking ~ Coming Soon!
· When You wager a Widow ~ Coming Soon!
SECRETS OF SCANDALOUS LADIES
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's Scandalous Kiss
· No Lady for the Lord
· Love Lessons for the Lady
· His One and Only Lady
· Never a Proper Lady
· Lady Tempts a Rogue
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 for Holly, Mistletoe, and Midnight Snow
Hefferwickshire House
Latham Ducy country estate
19 December 1826 - late afternoon
Why did I let Leonidas Westbrook talk me into this ludicrous farce?
Taking in the ostentatious manor—every window glowing with a warm welcome—and the immaculate grounds dusted with snowfall as if God Himself thought the tableau needed a sprinkling of festivity, Owen Lockington swore inwardly.
I've lost my everlasting bloody mind.
Slinging a battered satchel over his shoulder before dragging an equally dilapidated leather valise from the hackneyed coach's interior, he caught sight of his humble, less-than-fashionable attire and his scuffed boots, badly in need of a good polish.
I'm as out of place as feather dusters at a duel.
A crooked, self-deprecating grin skewed his mouth upward on one side as he gave a contemptuous shake of his head.
Nothing new there.
How long had it been since he felt he belonged anywhere?
Since his mother had been alive.
Dour, pensive, and resembling his mother's large, rough Gaelic tribal ancestors, Owen had never fit in. It was a wonder, in truth, that he and Leonidas had become such good friends at university. A friendship that had prevailed for over a decade now, though they seldom saw each other.
When they did, however, they resumed their acquaintance as if no time had passed.
A good-sized male Dalmatian pranced over to inspect the new arrival. After thoroughly sniffing Owen's feet and calves, the chap lifted his head for a pet.
"I've passed muster, have I?" Owen scratched behind the dog's solid black ears.
The dog thumped his thick tail thrice before trotting off, sniffing several bushes, and marking his territory along the way.
Unease scraping sharp talons the length of his spine, Owen once more skimmed his gaze over the stately mansion, smoke winding lazily skyward from multiple chimneys. Yet rather than turn around on his next breath, leap into the cold, smelly conveyance, and order the burly driver to make haste back to the village as common sense admonished, Owen sprinted up the steps.
At least this year, he wouldn't spend Christmas with only a bottle of brandy and a book for company, as he'd done for nearly a decade.
Leonidas had assured Owen that his parents, the Duke and Duchess of Latham, would welcome a guest for the holiday. Wholly out of character, Owen had accepted the invitation from his only close friend after running into him in London.
He already regretted his impulsive decision, but there was dashed little he could do now. Unless he stole a horse from the stables or walked, his chance for escape rumbled down the gravel drive, leaving dual ribbons in the glistening snow.
Filling his lungs with crisp winter air, he braced his shoulders.
A week at Hefferwickshire House was survivable, even for a social outcast such as himself.
He'd trimmed his hair this morning, and the unfashionable, unruly sable locks only brushed his collar now. He'd even deemed to shave his beard, lest the servants think him a vagabond and direct him to the back of the house for a crust of bread.
Sighing, Owen rapped upon the entrance with his forefinger's knuckle and veered a glance heavenward. The gray, lackluster sky and dusky horizon portending nightfall and, perchance, more snow matched his sour mood.
The door flew open. As if Leonidas had peered out a window awaiting Owen's arrival, his oldest friend stood there grinning like a baboon.
"Lockington! You actually came." He pumped Owen's hand. "I'm delighted! Flabbergasted but sincerely delighted."
"Do you generally answer the door, Westbrook?" Owen asked drolly, stepping inside. The splendor slapped him in the face like a frigid arctic wind.
Hefferwickshire's exterior merely hinted at the interior's opulence.
Seasonal greenery with gold and scarlet ribbons adorned the elegant entry, filling the air with a pleasant pine aroma. A stunning Spode porcelain urn overflowing with cedar, holly, and fir stood majestically atop a marble-topped rosewood half table. Kissing boughs, heavy with white mistletoe berries, hung suspended from doorways by silver and gold ribbons, awaiting stolen kisses.
His heels echoed hollowly on the black and white Italian marble as he ventured forward a few more steps, unable to keep from craning his neck and gawking like a child at a circus.
Unlike many aristocrats, Leonidas wasn't a pretentious prick and had never hinted at his family's wealth. The manor fairly oozed grandeur and opulence, but his friend stood there, looking for all the world like an ordinary chap happy to see his long-time friend.
Yes, indeed. I'm as out of my element as an engorged tick on King George IV's broad arse.
"Simms, our butler, is dealing with a situation in the kitchen. A kerfuffle regarding too much sampling." Still smiling as if Leonidas had triumphed in a coup d'état, he shook his dark head. "I admit, I had doubts, and I swear a couple of minutes ago, you contemplated diving back in that miserable excuse of a coach."
Leonidas jutted his chin toward the rickety equipage trundling down the drive before turning and disappearing onto the main track.
So, he had been watching Owen.
"I did, in truth." A raspy chuckle escaped Owen. "But then I remembered you mentioned your cook made exceptional cinnamon buns, gingerbread men, Christmas pudding, and sugared almonds." He patted his flat stomach with his free hand. "I do like my sweets."
"Aye, I recall that about you, yet you never appear to gain weight. Must be your gargantuan size." Leonidas stepped farther into the grand entry. He gave a mischievous wink. "I'd say the brandied fruit ought to be quite the thing too."
"Don't believe I've ever had the pleasure." Owen shifted his bags.
"Come in and meet the family," Leonidas urged. "You're just in time for afternoon tea, and Mrs. Tastespotting, our cook, made several special holiday biscuits and tarts. This time of year, there are always extra treats to sample."
Mama only ever made shortbread during the holidays—a tribute to her Scot's ancestry and a testimony to Beauford's parsimony. Though the earl paid their basic expenses, he hadn't been generous with his purse. They'd managed by skimping and economizing, habits that Owen had carried into adulthood and still served him well.
Speaking over his shoulder, Leonidas shut the door with a firm snick. "We don't eat supper until eight o'clock, which isn't typical country hours, so tea is generally quite substantial. I'm sure you're famished after the journey."
As Owen ate when he felt hungry and had never adhered to specific hours for mealtimes, he lifted a shoulder. Regardless, his stomach did gnaw rather persistently at his backbone at the moment. A sensation he'd grown accustomed to since hunger was a regular bedfellow.
Efficient, polite footmen in crisp crimson and gold livery took his two shoddy bags, treating the baggage with the reverence and consideration worthy of His Majesty's luggage.
"Perhaps I ought to tidy up a jot first." Owen hadn't a doubt the servants' crisp livery was far costlier than his rumpled suit. However, the clothing the servants presently toted upstairs was only slightly better than the travel suit he wore.
He'd never cared about current fashion, fancy waistcoats, expensive fabric, and assuredly didn't give two farthings whether he tied his cravat in a waterfall or a ballroom knot.
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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