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A Formidable Lord and a Fearless Lady

Six highly placed matrons mourn their lack of daughters until they devise a scheme to launch eligible girls in need of assistance, and so The Society of Sponsoring Ladies is born.

Lady Easton had her plans well in hand before her lord suddenly decided to have ideas and opinions. Now, Lord Easton has decided who she will sponsor, and he's decided on the daughter of a horseracing crony. Worse, Lady Easton is expected to launch the girl in Brighton, of all places. Though she can get no explanation, it also appears that the Regent has somehow concerned himself with the girl's future.

Miss Caroline Upton is the eldest child of nine and favorite daughter of Baron Dunn. She has often accompanied her father to his horse races and she's as comfortable in the stables with a cup of gin as she is in a drawing room with a cup of tea. In truth, she is rather more comfortable in the stables. Now she's to be managed by a lady her father describes as the stickiest of the sticks.

Richard Camden, Earl of Bertridge, is in temperament rather similar to his aunt, Lady Easton. That is, he's a bit of a stick himself. Though he'd much rather be headed toward the peace of his estate in Hertfordshire, his aunt has need of him. They are somehow to struggle through launching a young lady in Brighton, home to the Regent's annual summer scandals.

A shocking dinner party, wild boxing match, flying rumors, and an ill-advised swim later, does one carefree and impetuous lady happily coexist with two sticklers who are constantly on the watch?

Not before sending Lady Easton to her fainting couch and driving Lord Bertridge to the edges of insanity.

A Series of Worthy Young Ladies

The Meddler

The Sprinter

The Undaunted

The Champion

The Jilter

The Royal

By the time I was eleven, my Irish Nana and I had formed a book club of sorts. On a timetable only known to herself, Nana would grab her blackthorn walking stick and steam down to the local Woolworth's. There, she would buy the latest Barbara Cartland romance, hurry home to read it accompanied by viciously strong wine, (Wild Irish Rose, if you're wondering) and then pass the book on to me. Though I was not particularly interested in real boys yet, I was very interested in the gentlemen in those stories-daring, bold, and often enraging and unaccountable. After my Barbara Cartland phase, I went on to Georgette Heyer, Jane Austen and so many other gifted authors blessed with the ability to bring the Georgian and Regency eras to life.I would like nothing more than to time travel back to the Regency (and time travel back to my twenties as long as we're going somewhere) to take my chances at a ball. Who would take the first? Who would escort me into supper? What sort of meaningful looks would be exchanged? I would hope, having made the trip, to encounter a gentleman who would give me a very hard time. He ought to be vexatious in the extreme, and worth every vexation, to make the journey worthwhile.I most likely won't be able to work out the time travel gambit, so I will content myself with writing stories of adventure and romance in my beloved time period. There are lives to be created, marvelous gowns to wear, jewels to don, instant attractions that inevitably come with a difficulty, and hearts to break before putting them back together again. In traditional Regency fashion, my stories are clean-the action happens in a drawing room, rather than a bedroom.As I muse over what will happen next to my H and h, and wish I were there with them, I will occasionally remind myself that it's also nice to have a microwave, Netflix, cheese popcorn, and steaming hot showers.