An excerpt from Snowbound at Hartfield. What drives Miss Elizabeth Elliot out into the blizzard? And why is Colonel Fitzwilliam compelled to find her? Oh, for a man’s greatcoat! Such a garment would have been far better armor against the weather than her own pretty cloak and muff. The wind tore at the edges, driving …
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Snowbound at Hartfield Book Launch
I am so excited to announce Snowbound at Hartfield has released ahead of schedule! Snowbound at Hartfield A Sweet Tea Novella Sweet, Austen-inspired treats, perfect with a cup of tea. Full of hope and ripe with possibility, sweet tea tales refresh the heart with optimism and anticipation. Snowbound at Hartfield Colonel Fitzwilliam should have been happy …
Snowbound at Hartfield, Chapter 5-Maria Grace
Howling winds buffeted Elizabeth Elliot’s window and shattered away the last vestiges of sleep. She pressed her head into the pillow and stared up into the bed curtains. Had last night actually happened? Yes it had. Colonel Fitzwilliam, second son of the Earl of Matlock had sat with her half the night. Perhaps he was …
Snowbound at Hartfield, Chapter 4-Maria Grace
Elizabeth pulled her shoulders back and lifted her chin. No one would have the satisfaction of seeing her walk with anything less than perfect dignity. Still, it was humiliating that the highest ranking woman, the baronet’s daughter, should have to follow the married women out of the room. Mrs. Knightley seemed artless enough, not up …
Snowbound at Hartfield, Chapter 3-Maria Grace
Elizabeth Elliot’s maid secured a final curl with a pin and tucked a bit of ribbon into her coiffure. “Is this what you wanted?” Elizabeth examined her profile in the mirror and patted her hair. “Yes, yes, that is very good.” “Will there be anything else, madam? Your wool shawl perhaps?” She tucked the shawl …
Snowbound at Hartfield, Chapter 2-Maria Grace
Elizabeth Elliot snuck a glance at her father. His forehead was creased and his lips pressed into a very distinct expression that only meant one thing: disgust. Proximity to the old and infirm brought it out and he no longer bothered to hide it. He used to, before they took residence in Bath. But there …
Snowbound at Harfield, Chapter 1-Maria Grace
Colonel Richard Fitzwilliam pulled the scarf a little tighter around his neck as howling winds battered the coach. What madness had seized the weather? Snow was unusual enough, but a storm such as this? Who would have expected it? Certainly not his cousin Darcy. Careful and meticulous as he was, he would never have set …
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