A Notorious Countess Confesses (Pennyroyal Green, Book 7)
Julie Anne Long
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A notorious lady learns just how wicked a good man can be in the latest installment of RITA Award nominee Julie Anne Long's emotionally charged Pennyroyal Green series. A Notorious Countess Confesses is absolutely unputdownable historical romance for fans of Karen Hawkins and Sabrina Jeffries; another gem in the bestselling series set in Regency England and centered on a long-standing feud between members of two wealthy Sussex families, the Eversea and Redmond clans. The breathtaking romantic adventures of a former courtesan-turned-noblewoman, A Notorious Countess Confesses** stokes the Pennyroyal fires hotter than ever before, providing readers with all the passion, scandal, and true love they could possibly hope for.
surviving in the long run. “As I am a countess, you will show me your curtsy, Katharine, and you young men—bow to me now!” To her amazement, the ones who weren’t tied up hopped down from the settee and bowed. And the girls curtsied. It was all a game to them now, and she needed to continue to make it feel that way. “That will do for now,” she said haughtily. “Though you all need practice. Remain standing, please.” “Listen, Captain Katharine.” She knelt next to her. “This”—she lifted the St.
the room littered with unconscious bodies, a result of a tea-cake battle. He nudged it cautiously open a foot more. And blinked in shock. The windows were flung open; the room was filled with light, and air circulated friskily. The faded rug had clearly been taken out, beaten within an inch of its life, and straightened nicely, the dishes had been collected and scrubbed and stacked, the hearth had been swept, the furniture righted, and the youngest girl was wielding a broom in the other part
woman in Pennyroyal Green heard about it by telling, for instance, Mrs. Sneath. “Your suitor, Miss Pitney . . . do you care for him?” Amy fidgeted in thought, her nails tapping, chink chink chink, against the side of her teacup. “I do,” she said softly, almost wonderingly, with a little laugh. “At least I think I do. He’s very charming and persuasive . . . he has such lovely manners. I hardly dare hope he genuinely finds me appealing. It’s nothing he says or does in particular, mind you, that
saw her mistress’s face. Her eyes went wide. Then she narrowed them shrewdly and swiveled her great head about and raised a hand to shade her eyes when she saw Adam Sylvaine walking away, posture like a soldier’s, stride long and easy. Silently, they both watched him. They in fact watched long enough for it to become ridiculous. He never once looked back. “Now that one is a man,” Henny pronounced finally. As though they’d been debating the topic. Evie snorted. “The country air has curdled
compliment the necklace, Evie—how it adds that necessary flare of innocence. But she’s so artful about appearing to be whatever she’d like to be. A talent all actresses share.” Adam slowly, deliberately laid the knife down next to his plate. And then he pushed out his chair, and stood abruptly. “Reverend, are you leaving us?” Lisle was all feigned innocence. Despicable bastard. “Parish business never ends, Lord Lisle. I apologize for my abrupt departure. I hope you enjoy your visit.” He got