Arabella Sheraton grew up on a diet of Jane Austen, the Bronte sisters, and many other writers of that period. From Jane Austen to Georgette Heyer, Arabella has found both enjoyment and inspiration in sparkling, witty Regency novels. She also loves history and generally finds the past more fascinating than the future. Arabella wrote her first Regency romance to entertain her aged mom who loved the genre. Arabella is honoured to share the adventures of her heroes and heroines with readers.
A sparkling traditional Regency romance to enchant fans.
When the young and handsome
Earl of Pennington discovers the inheritance from his great-uncle depends on
him marrying at midnight on the eve of his thirtieth birthday, he is irate.
Marriage is not part of his plan to save his impoverished estates. He crosses
paths unexpectedly with the beautiful Roxanne Chesney, who is fleeing from her
abusive husband.
He offers her a contract: marriage for six months to help him
fulfil the conditions of his great-uncle’s will, enabling him secure his
inheritance. In return he will pay her a small fortune.
Can Roxanne resist this
offer? What about the revolting Edgar Doyle who forced her into a loveless
marriage that has not been consummated? Roxanne has escaped Edgar’s clutches,
but she wonders how long she will manage to evade him. The earl’s contract has
no strings attached. The offer is irresistible except for the fact that Roxanne
is already married!
Snippet:
The headache she had successfully ignored
until now returned and with it a feeling of nausea. It was clearly a migraine.
Determined not to spoil her friend’s obvious pleasure in the performance,
Roxanne said nothing, but prayed for a quick resolution to the thorny problems
besetting the characters.
Finally, the first act ended to tumultuous
applause and the audience standing up to cheer loudly. The heat in the theatre
was oppressive, so when Mr. Clarkson, remarking on her white face and strained
expression, suggested getting a breath of fresh air, Roxanne agreed.
She stood up quickly and two things
happened. A wave of dizziness overcame her just as she heard someone say,
“Roxanne, my dearest girl!” Roxanne fainted, and only the quick reflexes of Mr.
Clarkson, who stood right next to her, saved her from hitting the floor
