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Wishing
Game
By: A.S. Fenichel
Releasing March 6th, 2014
Blurb
The Earl of
Westbridge is dying, and without a male heir. His daughter Mary will lose her
home if she does not marry before her father passes. She has already turned
down two men while holding onto the hope of finding true love. In her
desperation, she plays the wishing game, a childhood folly devised to chase
away fear during thunderstorms.
Avery is the
unwilling heir to the Westbridge earldom. He arrives a few days before the
spring holiday in the middle of a horrific storm to offer his assistance to his
distant cousin. Expecting a spinster who had been put on the shelf, he
certainly never expected to develop feelings for the beautiful Mary Barrow.
Mistrust and doubt
engulf them. It will take a miracle to bring them together. Or maybe just a
wish come true.
A Blush® Regency
romance from Ellora’s Cave
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Review: If you are a lover of regency romance and in need of a quick bedtime read, Wishing Game definitely should be on your list of must reads.
Its a short novella, around 80 pages long and totally sweet.
Mary needs to marry before her father passes or she will lose her family home.
She's had offers, but she's had her heart broken once before and she really wants to marry for love.
Enter her two suitors, Avery, the heir to the Earldom and her cousin James. There's no romance between James and Mary, but you wonder why they won't suit, though the reason they won't marry is hinted at.
I really enjoyed the story.
The scene with her horse Queenie was so touching.
I loved that this was just pure romance and that there were no villains to be found anywhere.
Definite a great regency read. Oh and the cover is just stunning.
Rating: 5 flowers
Its a short novella, around 80 pages long and totally sweet.
Mary needs to marry before her father passes or she will lose her family home.
She's had offers, but she's had her heart broken once before and she really wants to marry for love.
Enter her two suitors, Avery, the heir to the Earldom and her cousin James. There's no romance between James and Mary, but you wonder why they won't suit, though the reason they won't marry is hinted at.
I really enjoyed the story.
The scene with her horse Queenie was so touching.
I loved that this was just pure romance and that there were no villains to be found anywhere.
Definite a great regency read. Oh and the cover is just stunning.
Rating: 5 flowers
A.S. Fenichel gave
up a successful career in New York City to follow her husband to Texas and
pursue her lifelong dream of being a professional writer. She’s never looked
back.
A.S. adores writing
stories filled with love, passion, desire, magic and maybe a little mayhem
tossed in for good measure. Books have always been her perfect escape and she
still relishes diving into one and staying up all night to finish a good story.
Multi-published in
both erotic and historical romance, A.S. has 8 books currently available and
three more under contract with Ellora’s Cave Publishing.
Originally from New
York, she grew up in New Jersey, and now lives in the East Texas with her real
life hero, her wonderful husband. When not reading or writing she enjoys
cooking, travel, history, and puttering in her garden.
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Excerpt
An Excerpt From: Wishing Game
Copyright © A.S. FENICHEL, 2014
All Rights Reserved, Ellora's Cave
Publishing, Inc.
It would be easier
to hate Colton Townsend, if he weren’t so damned nice. And why did he have to
have those arresting, amber eyes? They reminded her of a painting she’d seen of
a lion. She couldn’t tell if he was about to devour her or cuddle her as if she
was one of the barn cats.
Why was he
encouraging her to marry? If she had a husband, he would have no inheritance.
“My cousin would marry me if I wished it. He and I are very close, more like
brother and sister.”
He made a sour
face. “I suppose it is not a very appealing prospect to marry a man you think
of as a brother.”
“No. However, if I
were smart I would do it anyway.”
He frowned. Could
it be he really was worried he would lose the lands and house? The tea arrived
and she did not ask the incredibly forward question. Once the maid had left the
parlor, Mary poured the tea.
“You could stay
here, cousin.”
Her heart thumped
wildly. “What, in this house, after my father is gone and you are the owner?”
He did not look up
from his cup. “Yes.”
“As what, exactly,
Mr. Townsend?”
His strange eyes
lifted and his gaze settled on hers. She had no idea what the man was thinking.
“Exactly as you are now, if you choose. I shall not put you out of your home.”
“And where will you
be, cousin?” She used the familiarity he requested but bit out the word so
there was no doubt of her distaste.
He stood up and
moved toward the window. The rain continued to pour down. “I shall not trouble
you much more than to stop and check the accounts from time to time.”
Her entire body
grew hot with rage. Her voice rose in both volume and pitch. “Am I to be your
mistress? Do you think me so desperate?”
His neck grew red.
When he spoke there was no doubt, she had angered him. “You misunderstand me,
madam.”
She stood up and
carefully placed her tea on the table. “Do I? How will it be proper in any way
for me to live in this house after you take possession? It’s already scandalous
that you are here before my aunt arrives.”
“It is your house.”
His voice rose over hers.
She took a step
forward, refusing to be intimidated by any man. “No, sir. That is where you are
wrong. When my father dies, you have the happy luck to be the heir to
Heartshorn. If I stayed, the neighborhood would be aghast.” She took a deep
breath. “I hope you will keep the staff on. I would hate to see them out of
work after serving the Earl of Westbridge most of their lives.”
He crossed to her
and stood towering over her with only inches separating them. His eyes flashed
with danger, but she held her ground. Her heart raced and fear rushed to every
nerve. Had she gone too far? She must learn to control her temper and stay her
wicked mouth.
She thought he
might strike her, but his hand came up and touched her cheek with a gentleness
she wouldn’t have equated with the man or the situation. She watched his Adam’s
apple bounce several times. His mouth opened and closed and his eyes flicked
from her mouth to her eyes.
Mary could not have
moved if the roof had caved in on her. She was in a trance.
He closed his eyes
for a brief moment and when they opened, she could see his temper was quelled.
“Forgive me, cousin.”
