Celebrate the magic of the holiday season with a little Regency romance!
Originally published in separate anthologies, and out-of-print for many years, these Christmas-themed novellas by legendary Regency romance author Barbara Metzger are in one volume for the first time ever!
This collection includes the following stories:
Greetings of the Season
The Proof Is in the Pudding
Three Good Deeds
Christmas Wish List
Little Miracles
This title is one of our bestseller every holiday season.
“Dashed if I can figure why everyone gets in such a pucker over this Christmas shopping nonsense.” Bevin Montford, the Earl of Montravan, paused in the act of putting the last, critical fold in his intricately tied neckcloth. His valet, standing by with a second or—heaven forfend his lordship be struck with a palsy or such—a third starched cravat, held his breath.
“Why, the park was so thin of company this afternoon, you’d think the ton had packed up and gone to their country places weeks early,” the earl complained to the mirror. “Where was everyone? Traipsing in and out of shops as if the British economy depended on their spending their last farthings.”
The earl finally lowered his chin, setting the crease in his neckcloth. Finster, the valet, exhaled. Another perfect Montravan fall. He tenderly draped the reserve linen over the rungs of a chair and reached for his lordship’s coat of blue superfine, just a shade darker than the earl’s eyes.
“And now here’s Coulton, crying off from our dinner engagement,” Montravan went on, shrugging his broad shoulders into the garment. No dandy, the earl refused to have his coats cut so tightly that he’d require two footmen to assist. He made sure the lace of his shirt cuffs fell gracefully over his wrists while Finster straightened the coat across his back. “I never thought I’d live to see Johnny Coulton turning down one of Desroucher’s meals to go shopping. Haring off to an Italian goldsmith in Islington, no less.”
Finster was ready with the clothes brush, making sure no speck of lint had fallen on the coat between his final pressing and his lordship’s occupancy. “I understand Lord Coulton is recently engaged,” Finster offered, more relaxed now that the more crucial aspects of his employer’s toilette were complete.
