Beverley Watts
The Shackleford Legacies
If you enjoyed the romance, humour, mystery and fun of The Shackleford Sisters, then get ready for the next generation…
Lady Jennifer Sinclair is halfway through her second season and thoroughly disillusioned with the marriage mart. After one discretion too many, the headstrong only daughter of the powerful Duke of Blackmore finds herself on the way to Scotland in the company of her older brother Peter who’s been tasked by his father to inspect the family estate north of the border. Once at Caerlaverock, the Duke’s estate on the shores of Loch Lomond, Jennifer is surprised to discover an unexpected sense of peace.
But that peace is not to last…
Brendon Galbraith, last of the disgraced Clan Galbraith has high hopes of becoming the next steward to Caerlaverock. But though penniless and very nearly homeless, he has another, more important reason to wish for the Duke of Blackmore’s patronage.
After accidentally discovering a terrible secret, Brendon realises the only person who can possibly help him is the Duke of Blackmore himself. Desperately awaiting Nicholas Sinclair’s forthcoming visit, the discovery that the Duke has sent his son and heir instead is a bitter blow. However, it quickly becomes clear that Peter Sinclair is every bit his father’s son and has no intention of running from the challenge presented by the shocking truths Brendon is forced to reveal.
But in the end, it’s the unanticipated arrival of the Duke’s beautiful, wilful daughter that proves Brendon’s biggest headache, especially as Jennifer Sinclair very quickly disabuses him of the notion that she has any intention of running from the forthcoming challenge either…
As the eldest daughter of the Earl of Cottesmore, Lady Mercedes Stanhope didn't expect to be still without a husband at the start of her third season. And neither did she expect to be the target of a kidnapping attempt on her journey home from Scotland.
But most of all, she didn't expect to experience such an emotional connection to the man who came to her rescue…
Horrifically scarred after a bayonet wound nearly cost him his life, Nathaniel Harding lived for fifteen years in the shadows.
He didn't expect to be cast into the role of hero in the attempted kidnap of a young gentlewoman. And neither did he expect to be offered the role of her protector to prevent it happening again.
But most of all, he didn't expect feelings he’d long believed dead and buried to come bubbling to the surface with her unexpected intrusion into his life…
When Mercy and Nate are thrown together to help defeat the kidnapper, neither of them expected to be facing their deepest, darkest fears in confronting the very essence of evil.
But most of all, neither expected that love might be found in the midst of such darkness…
And then, of course, the one thing that no one expected, was the crucial role Reverend Augustus Shackleford would end up playing in the whole proceedings…
Lady Roseanna Atwood was not looking forward to the annual weekend garden party at Blackmore. Oh, she was looking forward to seeing her extended family, but the thought of spending four whole days making polite conversation with a group of condescending, arrogant coxcombs was not in the least appealing.
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Of course, she hadn’t anticipated being caught in the middle of a political disaster, not to mention a long-standing conspiracy. Neither had she bargained on being called upon to help her grandfather keep a secret Jacobite supporter from potentially causing another Culloden.
Rescued from Napoleon’s Bastille of the Seas at the tender age of eight, Tristan Bernart had grown to adulthood trusting no one but the one man who taught him how to survive and eventually prosper beyond his wildest dreams.
But when a chance encounter over twenty years later forced him to relive the nightmare months during which he nearly starved to death in a filthy prison cell, Tristan recognised that only by extending his trust would he finally get retribution.
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However, working under cover with the Duke of Blackmore and his unorthodox family, was not for the fainthearted, and the last thing Tristan expected was to end up trying to protect a chit barely out of the school room, whose habit of being in the wrong place at the wrong time had put her in the path of men for whom murder was simply a daily distraction.
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But no one ever said the path of true love ran smoothly...
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Praise For The Shackleford Legacies
“So many laugh out loud bits. Thoroughly enjoyable reads from start to finish.”
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“Lovely, lighthearted, funny reads.”