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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 The Midnight Marquess
Lymington, New Forest
Hampshire, England
Number 16 Harbor View Lane
Late April 1826 - Just past midnight
A superior French cognac dangling from the fingers of one hand, Adolphus Westbrook slung his ankle across his knee as he leaned his head back against the chaise longue's cushion and observed the glittering diamond-like stars in the backdrop of the black-as-coal sky.
The cottage's open lower-story windows glowed golden behind lace panels—inviting and soothing. An eight-foot-high brick wall encased the small square rear lawn and garden, preventing inquisitive neighbors from intruding into his private oasis or peeking into the house's ground floor.
Tangy with salt and sea, a balmy breeze better suited to the tropics than the English coast teased the leaves with a lover's gentle caress. Coatless, his shirt unbuttoned and the sleeves rolled to his elbows, Adolphus wiggled his stockinged toes sans his boots.
Seymour, his valet in London, would be profoundly and utterly appalled at the breach of etiquette—which was precisely why the manservant remained in the city.
My little slice of heaven.
Adolphus sighed, allowing the tension to slip away as he relaxed and enjoyed the quiet and solace of his favorite time of day. No pressures or expectations. No duties or responsibilities demanded the immediate attention of the Marquess of Edenhaven, future Duke of Latham. There was no one to raise a censorial eyebrow at his dishabille or frown at stockinged feet, tousled hair, and bristly jaw.
Of more import—God save me—there were no marriage-minded le beau monde mamas and their doe-eyed, nincompoop daughters to avoid, and—praise the saints—no frivolous young bucks with more virility than brains to put in their places with a scathing glare.
Had he ever been so codpated and bacon-brained? Ruled entirely by his libido?
Assuredly not—more was the pity.
At Christmastide he'd decided it was time to search for a wife, a woman like his sister Althelia. Except, Adolphus hadn't met any women like her, and he'd made no real effort to look either. Years of avoiding grasping duchess want-to-bees couldn't be unlearned overnight and neither could his pessimism and cynicism when it came to women.
Adolphus took a sip of cognac, holding it in his mouth for a couple of seconds, savoring the robust flavor and velvety texture before swallowing. The mellow heat glided to his stomach, coating his insides with warmth.
Not that he needed warming.
The sunniest area in all of England and possessing the mildest clime, Lymington might not be a sultry Caribbean or Mediterranean paradise, but the temperate evening proved quite refreshing and tranquil.
Yes, purchasing this inconspicuous cottage in the rustic borough last year had been just the thing. Adolphus hadn't intended to buy property in the coastal township. However, on a visit to check on his investments, he'd given into a rare impulse and purchased the furnished house, tended by a cook-housekeeper, a maid, and a man of all work.
Lymington, a quaint harbor township established in the second century and boasting Georgian influence, had become his escape and reprieve from London's stench, noise, hubbub, and the never-ending demands a peer of the realm faced. And don't forget evading matrimonial-minded denizens intent on securing a title for their eager daughters, the ilk of which infested London's Marriage Mart as numerous as vermin in London's rookeries.
His motives weren't all self-serving. He'd invested in the thriving salt industry in the area and had a vested interest in no less than three ships undergoing construction near the town quay, so residing in Lymington part of the time made perfect sense.
However, the residents knew him simply as Ab Westbrook, not a wealthy marquess and future duke. And Adolphus wanted to remain anonymous. He relished the anonymity and convenience of being an ordinary man. Many people who would've typically fawned at his feet could scarcely be bothered to spare him a glance or give him the time of day in Lymington.
Adolphus didn't mind the obscurity a jot.
True, a chance existed that someone would recognize him—a visitor, a tourist, a local he'd yet to meet—but for now, he'd maintain his false persona. He'd derived his alias, Ab, from the first letter of his given name and of one of his middle names, Benedict.
His family wasn't even aware he owned this sanctuary—mightn't ever know, truth be told. During a moment of insanity in March while visiting his childhood home, Hefferwickshire House—the ducal grand estate—he'd nearly blurted the truth to them. But something precious and private had held the impulse in check.
This cottage and township were his treasures.
He needn't share them with anyone else—not even the duchy.
Besides, on Adolphus's last visit home, his brother Lucius had provided enough excitement and distraction by arriving with a mysterious Spanish beauty. Clodovea had piqued Adolphus's interest, but when he realized Lucius was tail-feathers-over-beak besotted with Miss de Soverosa, Adolphus had done the gentlemanly thing and retreated.
He'd not risk alienating another brother over a woman—even if she were an intriguing, intelligent, sultry incomparable.
Last Christmas, he and his adopted brother Layton had made significant progress toward amending the rift between them. Nevertheless, Adolphus had learned his lesson through and through. Though Virginia, Layton's dead wife, had been a harlot at heart and propositioned everything in trousers, Adolphus had resolved to stay well away from his brothers' women and never again offer unsolicited advice.
It seemed a man in love was incapable of seeing what was before his nose.
Adolphus wrangled his wayward musings back to the present and his main reason for being in Lymington—in particular, this neat cottage situated on a sloping cobbled street.
His birthright had dictated his entire future since he came squalling into the world three and thirty years ago. This cottage in a respectable, if not precisely affluent and elite, neighborhood was his lone bit of rebellion from the life imposed upon him.
He couldn't travel as he yearned to, unfettered and free, so he did the next best thing.
Built ships.
Glorious, sleek vessels that would sail to all the exotic and fascinating ports he longed to visit and explore but never would.
A future duke wasn't permitted the privilege of galivanting about the world as Adolphus's brothers, Lucius, Leonidas, Darius, his twin Cassius, and Layton, were wont to do. Even their sister, Althelia had spent a couple of years in America whilst Adolphus stayed with his boots planted firmly on good ol' English soil.
Heaven forbid that the ducal heir should become ill, get injured, or, God's toenails, die while roving from country to country or sailing the seven seas.
Both of which had been cherished boyhood dreams.
Oh, the grand adventures Adolphus had planned, the explorations and escapades he'd imagined, the quests he'd meant to accomplish.
Before the reality of his birth and position had shoved those unrealistic fantasies overboard to sink to the bottom of the ocean. To lay like sunken treasure, never to be retrieved. Even if said future duke had several brothers who could easily take his place should the worst occur.
But the worse wouldn't because, though no saint, Adolphus knew his duty.
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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