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A Little Thing Called Love: Marrying the Duke #0.5 by Cathy Maxwell with Excerpt and Giveaway

A Little Thing Called Love: Marrying the Duke #0.5 by Cathy Maxwell with Excerpt and Giveaway

My obsession with historic romance would not allow me to pass this story by.  A prequel novella to the Marrying the Duke Series, Cathy Maxwell is on the blog today with her new release, A Little Thing Called Love. Please read on for my review and an excerpt, check out the tour stops to see what other reviewers thought, and don’t forget to enter the tour wide giveaway where you could win one of three (3) digital download copies of A Little Thing Called Love by Cathy Maxwell.

Book Review:

I’ve only read one title by this author (Nightingale) which I really enjoyed, and the opportunity to start a new series from the beginning was too good to pass up.  Maxwell manages to dance the very delicate line that all historic romance writers face: how far from conventional societal norms dare they stray before completing a story that is simply ‘set’ in the period, not at all relating to it.  Her stories incorporate history, conventional attitudes and behaviors that feel real and plausible, but are twisted up for the modern reader, easy to relate to but still carrying that sense of quaintness that harkens to another era.

In this story, Jennifer Tarleton is a renowned beauty with no lack of suitors, but a very uncomfortable life. Her sisters resent her looks, her father sees her as little more than a puzzle piece to settle his debts and she wants nothing more than to curl up with a good book.  She’s been told, for years, that her heart is weak and children are a dream she’d best give up, and while she wants a life of her own, she doesn’t see any potential.

Fyclan Morris is a lowly Irish born man, adventurous and daring, he’s made a name for himself. Years earlier his grandmother, a gypsy woman with fae tendencies, predicted he was destined for greatness, with his children’s children being titled nobility. But first, he must meet ‘the one’, for the prophecy to fulfill.  A chance encounter with Jennifer drops “the one’ in front of him, and he realizes he must do all he can to marry her.

Used to being fobbed off as “just another pretty face” Jennifer is charmed by the Irishman who seems to see what’s behind her beauty: charming her, discussion ideas with her, making her consider the possibilities. But, her father’s disdain for all Irish, and Fyclan in particular, have her conflicted. Can she disobey and refuse her father’s demands to marry ‘well’, while taking a chance on marrying for love?

With a courtship that is mostly on paper via letters hidden in books from a lord’s lending library, both characters grow in their determination to flout convention and reach for their own desires. Beautifully plotted and fast paced, this story reads more like a novel: characters are precisely presented, the conflict is immediate, and the resolution is so very sweet. Charming and engaging, this is a wonderful introduction to a new series.

A Little Thing Called Love: Marrying the Duke #0.5 by Cathy Maxwell with Excerpt and Giveaway

Title: A Little Thing Called Love
Author: Cathy Maxwell
Series: Marrying the Duke #0.5
Also in this series: The Match of the Century, The Fairest of Them All, A Date at the Altar
Genre: Historical Romance
Published by: Avon Impulse
ISBN: 0062407716
Published on: 22 September, 2015
Format:eARC
Source: Publisher Via Edelweiss
Pages: 128
Audio Length: 2 Hours: 29 minutes
Rated: One StarOne StarOne StarOne Star
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About the Book:

Grandmother, grandmother, who shall it beWho shall it be who will marry me?Duke, Earl, a powerful marquess?When my heart is given to Fyclan Morris…

In New York Times bestselling author Cathy Maxwell's new novella, beautiful Jennifer Tarleton has no lack of noble suitors, but the only man who captures her attention is the one her father will never let her marry: Fyclan Morris. He's a brash adventurer, witty, courageous…and Irish! Even worse, her father blames her for their reversal of fortune…

And it's a fortune—or rather, his grandmother the fortune teller—who foretold that Fyclan would meet "the one,", a love prophesied in the stars. He vows nothing will stand in the way of making Jennifer his bride, but is the price too high? Or is a thing called love worth every challenge?

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A copy of this title was provided via Publisher Via Edelweiss for purpose of honest review. I was not compensated for this review: all conclusions are my own responsibility.

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Most gently bred young ladies of her age would be just finishing the morning toilettes after a night of balls and routs. Not this one. Crossing the street ahead of Fyclan, she walked with purpose. She glanced at her scrap of paper repeatedly as if searching for an address. Her maid had to scamper to keep up with her. Her aggrieved footman held out his arm to protect her from the heavy traffic and unwarranted advances.

Fyclan crossed the street as well, wanting to keep her in his sights.

He didn’t quite know how he would approach her or gain an introduction, but reach her he would—

His friend Bishard laid both hands on his arm and swung him around. He kept hold of Fyclan’s jacket as he waved his hand in front of his face. “Are you not listening to me? Damn it all, Morris, I’ve never seen you chase a woman before, and now you charge off like a hound on the trace of a scent.”

Fyclan laughed. “Only yesterday you chastised me for not being more aware of the fair sex. Well, now I am aware. Very aware. And I’m about to lose her, so excuse me—”

Bishard held fast. “She’s not for you.”

Those were fighting words. “And why not?”

His friend glanced around as if those on the pavement around them would be keenly interested in what he was about to say. His voice lowered. “Stowe has spoken for her.”

He referred to the marquess of Stowe, one of the wealthiest men in London. The directors of the Company were keenly interested in him. Not only did they want his money for investment, they also needed his political patronage.

Bishard’s warning did give Fyclan pause. He looked in the direction of his goddess. She was moving steadily away, a bright blue gem weaving in and out amongst a sea of drab, hard working men and women, people whose lives held no room for such a lively color.

And he knew he must not lose her. “Who is Stowe to me?” he said and would have charged off again in pursuit but his friend held on.

“She is also Miss Jennifer Tarleton, Colonel Russell Tarleton’s daughter.”

“The fool who cost us Konkan?” Fyclan referred to the battle the Company had fought against the Maratha rulers over the northern provinces. Fyclan had been the Company officer in charge and had removed the man from his command. Fyclan had lead the counter offensive himself, barely saving the Company from a humiliating defeat.

“The same. And still just as foolish. From what I understand, he is in dun territory. His only hope is to marry his daughter to a trunk full of gold. Trust me, Morris, you don’t want this one.”

“I have money.”

“But not as much as Stowe,” Bishard answered.

 

 

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About Cathy Maxwell

New York Times Bestselling Author, Cathy Maxwell, spends hours in front of her computer pondering the question, “Why do people fall in love?” It remains for her the great mystery of life and the secret to happiness. She lives in beautiful Virginia with children, horses, dogs, and cats.

 

 

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