One look into his intent, cobalt gaze…

and her heated response made her forget her troubles.

Hey, it’s me again. Hope your week has gone well. Mine is crazy with book two of Clearwater Ranch coming out in a couple of weeks. Which Knight brother is next? They’re falling fast so you’d better claim yours before they’re all taken!

 

Now, look who is come to visit with Book One in her Cowboy Doms Series.

B J Wane

With another of her sizzling cowboys and sassy ladies, Submitting to the Rancher. So grab your favorite beverage and curl up in your favorite spot and check out this fun book. I read it and personally enjoyed this comfortable read. Well, it was comfortable for me but Sydney… well that’s part of the story and I don’t do spoilers. Have a great week! 

 

 

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Sydney Greenbriar finds more than she bargained for when she gets lost on her way to report for a new job and finds herself at a BDSM club. Peering in through the window, her attention, and libido are both snagged by one man delivering some old-fashioned discipline to a young blonde. After he runs her off, both are surprised to discover she is the new cook he’d hired for his ranch.

Caden MacGregor wanted to turn away the cheeky woman he’d caught spying on his club without remorse, but desperation for a cook forced his hand. Sydney proved to be a definite asset to his employees, and a royal pain in his butt. Somehow, her penchant for getting lost and landing in trouble, along with her determination to return to the club as a guest, soon slid past his resistance.

It took a threat to Sydney and unearthing the truth about what made her flee her home in Missouri to force them to admit their feelings and get her to stay as more than his cook.

Publisher’s Note: This contemporary western romance is intended for adults only and contains themes of mystery, suspense, power exchange, ménage and adult themes. If any of these offend you, please do not purchase.

 

 

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Sydney relished the morning sun on her face when they stepped back outside, the warmth helping to dispel the coldness inside her when she thought of still being so far from home come winter. She’d been enjoying listening to Caden’s deep voice and looking around the rustic but appealing interior of his home so much, she’d forgotten for a few moments the reason she was here in the first place. At least being stuck cooking boring meals for a bunch of cowhands came with the benefit of having Caden as her boss. Tall, dark and handsome didn’t begin to do his sex appeal justice, which the constant quickening of her girly parts could attest to.

“So, what do you do with all those cows?” she asked, nodding toward the pasture strewn with black grazing animals as they walked toward the clump of buildings a good city block from the house.

“Cattle,” he corrected. “And we breed them then sell them to either other ranches or farms or drive them to market.” Two large collies came bounding out of the closest barn and he stopped a moment to greet the friendly dogs.

“Oh, they’re so cute!” Stooping, Sydney laughed when wet tongues attacked her face and she sank her hands into their long, soft fur. “What’re their names?”

“Sadie is the tan and white. The black male is Spike. They’re working dogs, not pets, so don’t spoil them,” he warned, taking her elbow and steering her over to a dark green, one story building with neat white trim.

“I wouldn’t dream of it, boss.” Caden tossed her a suspicious look as he opened the door, but Sydney kept her expression bland. What he doesn’t know wouldn’t hurt either her or the dogs.

“This is where the hands gather for meals. Only five of them bunk overnight in the attached room, in case of an emergency and Connor and I need the help. You can fix breakfast and dinner for the seven of us up at the house. The others arrive by eight a.m. and work until five, some days a little longer. They expect a big lunch, not a salad or sandwich. Lots of carbs and calories. This hall is only used for the noon meal, or the large gatherings we hold with friends.”

The sparse, wood-planked big room held three long tables with chairs, a fireplace against the back wall and a door labeled ‘Restroom’. It was a far cry from the five-star restaurant where she enjoyed cooking gourmet meals from scratch, using nothing but all-natural ingredients. To take her mind off missing her job and friends, she resorted to teasing him again. “Friends?” Sydney drawled when he led her toward the large, industrial kitchen in the rear. “I saw how you like to entertain your friends, boss.”

Caden faced her, a scowl drawing his dark brows together. “The young woman you saw me with last night is not a friend, she’s a play partner, and you’re an employee. I don’t mix business with pleasure, Sydney. Remember that, and we’ll get along fine.”

Bummer. Her new boss sure could be a stick-in-the-mud. Turning her mind to her job, she admired the large kitchen and restaurant-grade appliances. At least she’d find some pleasure working here, even if the meals wouldn’t allow room to utilize her skills and preferences. Maybe she could play a little with the smaller breakfasts and dinners.

“I get along with everyone,” she told him as they left the building. Caden rolled his eyes but said nothing until he stopped at a corral and reached out to stroke the nose of a pretty, brown and white horse that trotted up.

“This is Daisy. She’s a sweetheart. Do you ride?”

Sydney wondered why she wanted to keep riling him. Maybe it was hormones, or lack of sex, or plain old attraction prodding her to goad him, to get under his skin the way he had hers. Looking up at him, her heart stuttered at his direct, blue gaze under the low brim of his hat. Shit. What the man could do to a girl’s insides with just a look ought to be illegal.

“I love to… ride,” she drawled with blatant innuendo.

His jaw tightened, his reply stated in a low, controlled voice. “Horses, Sydney.”

“Oh, well, no, I’ve never been on top of one of those. But it couldn’t be too hard. You said she’s a sweetheart.” She reached out a tentative hand to stroke the mare’s soft neck, enjoying the ripple of muscle under her hand.

“When I have time, I’ll take you up, give you a few lessons. Until then, don’t even think about it,” he warned.

“Another rule?” she quipped, beginning to chafe under the weight of his restrictions.

“Safety is high on our priority list, along with no employee membership, or even visits to our private club,” he stated, laying it on the line in blunt terms.

Sydney blew out a frustrated breath and gripped the rail. She may just end up as lonely on this busy ranch as she’d been traveling alone for the past few weeks. “You sure know how to suck the fun out of a new job, boss. I guess I’ll have to come up with other ways to enjoy my time off.”

 

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I live in the Midwest with my husband and our dog, a lovable Great Pyrenees/Standard Poodle.  I love dogs, enjoy spending time with my daughter, babysitting dogs and kids, reading and working puzzles.  We have traveled extensively throughout the states, Canada and just once overseas, but I now prefer being a homebody.  I worked for a while writing articles for a local magazine but soon found my interest in writing for myself peaking. My first book was strictly spanking erotica, but I slowly evolved to writing erotic spanking romance with a touch of suspense.  My favorite genre to read is suspense.

 

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A Spirited Girl. A Reluctant Dom…

Fated Mates.

Today I have Sierra Brave visiting me with her new book, “Bridling Lucy” book three in her equine-shifter, paranormal series, Horse Mountain Shifters. This book had shifting, domestic discipline, and all the paranormal that can go along with that plus the beauty of having horses in your storyline. What else could you ask for? The spanking is hot, the shifting is fun, and the setting, incredible.

So, let’s check this out, shall we?

 

 

Bridling Lucy by Sierra Brave

 

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Horse Mountain Shifters Book #3

 

Nibble a treat…

Stubborn, prideful and self-disciplined, Chance Locklear believes his way is always right, and he doesn’t like hiccups is in his strict routine so when the matriarch of his equine-shifter clan saddles him with a spoiled, twenty-one-year-old brat from out-of-town, he’s none too pleased.

While growing up as a member of a rogue-shifter clan, Lucy Tate didn’t have the luxury of an easy or predictable life, but she’s learned to live with her parent’s self-centered behavior causing problems for her or leaving her in the lurch. When her step-father’s latest hijinks force her to abandon her job as a blackjack dealer and skip town, she resents having to live with a stranger and work as a maid while hiding out. To make matters worse, she’s been placed in the care of an arrogant but sexy game warden/werehorse who demands her respect.

The first time Chance pulled her over his lap for a spanking, she was shocked and angry, but her body reacted to his touch in a completely different way. Just as the two begin to give into their shared attraction and admit they are fated mates, outside forces show up to pull them apart. Will destiny, love, and amazing sex be enough to save their relationship?

Warning: Bridling Lucy is a smoking hot, stand-alone romance with graphic sexual language. If you are offended by corporal punishment/adult discipline or sizzling, put-you-in-the-moment love scenes, you might want to look for another book. (BBW +Sexy Shifter)

 

 

A Tantalizing Taste…

In a flash, he’d parked and thrown the driver’s side door open, and before she could get a handle on what was happening, she found herself staring at the ground as he hauled her across his lap with her hips resting over his thighs and her torso hanging off the side of the bench seat.

“Agh!” What the hell are you doing?” She flailed her arms and tightened her abdominal muscles, fighting gravity as the blood rushed to her head.

His hand landed on the back pocket of her shorts with a thud, and she squealed. The next swat fell just an inch or so off from hitting the exact same spot. She kicked and squirmed as she squawked and flailed her arms, but he was strong as an ox, and the truck was raised up enough she couldn’t touch the ground.

“You need to learn how to act, and since you’re too unreasonable to talk to, this seems like the best way to teach you.” Her shorts tightened across her backside as he tugged at the waistband. He smacked her butt again and she gasped.

“You can’t do this!” She put her hand behind her back in an attempt to cover her stinging buns, but he grabbed her wrist and twisted her arm so he could hold it at the small of her back.

“Really?” His question preceded four sharp, painful slaps against her posterior. “Because I’m pretty sure I’m already doing it. I’m not exactly thrilled about having to take time out of my schedule to chauffer you around, but I can’t disobey the matriarch.”

 

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Sierra Brave is a multi-published author of smoking hot romance. She writes across genres, dabbling in a little bit of everything, including ménage and BDSM.  Her love of erotic fiction started in her last year of high school when she first read the sensual classic, Fanny Hill. She felt so naughty yet liberated with her copy tucked away in her book bag and hopes her work will have the same delicious effect on her readers.

 

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Can a monster ever find redemption?

 Entwined

by

Felicity Brandon

The Dark Necessities – Book Three

 

Buy the captivating conclusion to The Dark Necessities trilogy, and devour this tantalizing finale.

 

 

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Can a monster ever find redemption?

Free from her captor, author Molly Clary finds herself back at home, but she’s just as lost as ever. In the isolation of her new-found freedom, Molly makes a startling revelation; she can no longer function without Connor Reilly. She can’t write without him; she can’t live without him.

The admission leads Molly into the most intense and dangerous chapter of her twisted love affair yet, and by reaching out to Connor again, she must decide if she can really leave her old life behind to venture into the dark and mysterious confines of the organization known only as The Syndicate.

For a couple whose love is built on lust, and fear and submission, there should be no happy ending. But as Molly helps her kidnapper lay his ghosts to rest, the question beckons, can they forge their own brand of happiness regardless? Can Connor finally be delivered into a consensual union with his kitten, and will it be enough to satisfy both of their dark needs?

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“Don’t look at me like that,” he told her without looking up from the buttons.

Molly screwed the bedding up in her fists. “Don’t do this!” she implored him for what must be the twentieth time that day. “Please, Master. I don’t like it. I don’t like this, at all.”

“Kitten,” he cooed, pacing toward the bed and falling to his knees beside her. “You’re the reason I’m doing this. You’re the reason I need to do it.”

Molly blinked away the tears which were threatening to fall. “No,” she gasped, as she reached for his shoulder. “If that’s true, then I’m sorry, but I’ve changed my mind. Don’t go…”

She hated how desperate she sounded, but there it was; every word was true. All of her emotions were laid out there. Her heart exposed and vulnerable, just as it had been since the day she’d started to fall for the man who’d captured her.

Connor’s expression melted a little at her display of emotion, but his determined eyes told her the real story. He was going to do it. He was going, and he was going to do whatever this thing was he’d arranged with Malone, and as per fucking usual, there wasn’t a thing Molly could do to change it. Inside her, her heart began to break.

“Don’t upset yourself, pet,” he purred as he stroked the side of her face lovingly. “I want you to stay here and rest, because when this is over, I’m going to need you like I’ve never needed anyone before.”

The knot of tension in her belly tightened at his words. If Connor was going to need her so badly, then her intuition must be spot on, and whatever this was must be absolutely freaking awful.

“I’m worried,” she conceded in a flurry. “I have a bad feeling about this, Master.”

He offered her a small smile. “Honestly,” he admitted, “I have a pretty bad feeling, too, but it will be okay. I have Dalton with me. He’ll look after me.”

She was sobbing as he pulled her in for one last embrace, apparently trying to soothe her with hot, torrid kisses.

“Promise me you’ll stay here like a good, little kitten,” he whispered. “I don’t want to have to lock you in anymore. I think we’ve moved past that point now, don’t you?”

Molly nodded. She didn’t want to be locked in either, but she’d accept those terms from now on if it meant he was going to stay.

“Lock the door behind me,” he warned her. “And stay put!”

Connor’s hand reached for her chin, forcing it up to meet the intensity of his gaze. “Promise me, kitten. Promise me you’ll stay put.”

“Let’s go, Connor!” Dalton’s voice yelled from just beyond the door, making Molly jump instinctively.

“Promise me,” Connor demanded, resting his forehead against her face.

Molly raised her head to meet the strength of his gaze, and she knew he meant it. She was going to have to promise him. That compelling look in his eyes was never going to have it any other way. “Okay,” she sobbed quietly. “I promise, Master.”

But even as the words slipped from her lips, Molly knew she didn’t mean them. Whatever was going to happen to him, there was no way she was just going to lie here and wait.

No fucking way.

 

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Book 1 and Book 2 in the series:

 

 

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She loves the darker side of romance, and writes sexy, suspenseful stories, with strong themes of bondage and submission.

You’ll find her either at her laptop, at the gym, or rocking out to her favourite music.

 

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That’s how she felt now, his completely…

 …and nothing beyond that seemed to matter.

Warning: This is a dark and explicit Romance. If that isn’t you, take a step back. Otherwise, read on!

Tamed by Felicity Brandon

The Dark Necessities – Book Two

 

Tamed is the heart-stopping continuation of the dark romance, Taken. Molly and Connor’s liaison concludes in the hotly anticipated, Entwined.

 

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He took her, he caged her, but can he truly tame her?

Lost in the woods, author Molly Clary is running for her life. After being trapped in the torrid dark world of Connor Reilly, Molly has made a desperate escape from the tantalizing torment, but little does she know what fate awaits her.

Connor is both a man and a monster, and in the depths of his depravity, something scintillating will bloom between them. Molly finds that she is falling for the sadist, a dangerous attraction that will take her right to the brink.

So, now it’s Molly’s choice. Can she manage the monster in order to lure the love of the man? A man who has already demonstrated just how cruel his sadistic streak can be?
And when the truth is finally revealed, Molly will need to decide. Where do her true loyalties lie?

 

 

1-Click Tamed today to continue this dark, twisted trilogy.

 

 

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Excerpt: Explicit/Dark

“You’re going to hurt me?” she probed, as she blinked up into the place she knew those green eyes were.

She didn’t know why she asked, because the answer was obvious. Of course, he was going to hurt her. He was going to make her suffer, and he’d try to break her if he could.

“You will be punished,” he assured her in an unnervingly gentle tone. “Then tamed, and trained to please me. And you will write for me.”

Connor’s hand touched her face in the darkness, those digits finding the hot tears which she had barely even realised were falling. Her own fingers fell from his jaw at the weight of his caress. As though they were acting on some type of reflex, they found his chest, and she pressed her small palms against his shirt. Drawing her hair back, his hand rested at her nape, holding her in place as he continued. “There were only ever two rules, pet. Do you remember them?”

He was close now. Molly knew that, even though her eyes had fallen closed at the sensation of his fingers. She could feel his breath against her face, the heat reminding her of the way he’d claimed her body just last night. Her eyes blinked open as she tried to compose herself. This was not the time for sensual memories, Molly, she rebuked herself. You’re about to get taken – again – by this monster. You need to do something. You need to kick, run, throw a punch… And yet, she already knew it was too late. She was falling deeper into his trap, even now as he spoke. It wasn’t his body holding her in place, but his mesmerising ability to capture her with his words.

“Pet?” He repeated, his tone expectant. “The rules?”

“To obey you, Master,” she parroted, as though she was answering a school test. “And to write for you.”

“There’s my good girl,” he purred, the hand at her neck drawing her face even closer to his body. “I knew you hadn’t forgotten.”

His tone was soft, but patronising, and a part of her wanted to raise her hand and slap him for mocking her. But that part was small and insignificant now, a remnant of the woman she used to be, before Connor Reilly crashed into her life. Now that same tone was all sexy and dominant. The voice of the man who commanded her. The voice of her Master.

 

Book 1: TAKEN

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She loves the darker side of romance, and writes sexy, suspenseful stories, with strong themes of bondage and submission.

You’ll find her either at her laptop, at the gym, or rocking out to her favourite music.

 

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Molly now existed in some bizarre dream-like state…

… caught between the reality of her most explicit fantasies, and her very worst nightmares.

 

This is for all you dark romance fans. My friend Felicity Brandon has brought you another series that will keep you up at night and have you begging for more.

 

Taken

by

Felicity Brandon

 

The Dark Necessities Series – Book One

 

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One obsessed fan. One captive author.

Lost on the streets of a foreign city, Molly Clary is attacked after a book signing. An unknown hero steps in to protect her, but her relief turns to terror when her savior’s true intentions are revealed. 

Connor Reilly doesn’t just want to save her. He wants to take her for himself.

Now Molly’s fighting, not just for her life, but for the essence of who she truly is. If she’s going to survive in Connor’s dark new world, she’ll have to learn to play his base games. But if Molly plays, what will it cost her? Can a monster ever really learn to love, or will his need to dominate destroy them both?

If you enjoyed the debauched desire of the Twist Me series, then you’ll devour Felicity Brandon’s edgy new trilogy.

Buy Taken to begin this hauntingly addictive set.

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Taken is an edgy, fast-paced, dark romance and is the first book in The Dark Necessities trilogy. Molly and Connor’s story continues in Tamed, and concludes in Entwined.

Here is a taste of Taken:

“What are you?” he demanded again. “Why are you kept leashed and why do you drink from a bowl?”

Molly gulped, her face blanching as his meaning became clearer. Connor’s hand had stopped spanking her since its contact with her wet seam, and as he waited for her reply, his digits were tantalizingly close to her pussy. His gaze never left her though, and all the while, his stare penetrated her face as he pushed her to admit her new-found status.

“I’m your pet, Sir,” she mumbled at length, and as she admitted the words out loud, her voice broke with her humiliation.

“Tell me again,” he insisted, and this time he allowed just one finger to brush against her labia.

She gasped, but her body shuddered, and her hips began to move again, as though they were acting on some type of reflex. “I’m your pet, Sir,” she conceded, her voice louder this time.

Connor rewarded her with one finger, which he slipped effortlessly into her tight channel. Molly moaned gratefully in response, her eyes still blinking away tears as she made eye contact with her captor.

“Do you understand who’s in charge now?” he questioned her, pressing his advantage.

Her head nodded against the bedding beside him as a second digit joined his first inside her pussy. “Yes, yes, Sir,” she gasped as he began to ease out, and then back inside her. Her cheeks had a blazing red hue by now, and he knew the spanking must have hurt, but unbelievably, his pet was wetter than ever. It seemed to Connor that she was caught somewhere between agony and ecstasy.

“Who?” he growled, fingering her slowly as he assessed her responses.

She panted as she replied, her legs splayed naturally to accommodate his intrusion. “You, Sir,” she whispered. “You are in charge.”

 

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The Dark Necessities trilogy continues in the twisted pages of Tamed, released in December, 2018, and concludes in the heart-stopping finale, Entwined (due January 2019).

 

Felicity Brandon is a top 100 Amazon bestselling author.

She loves the darker side of romance, and writes sexy, suspenseful stories, with strong themes of bondage and submission.

You’ll find her either at her laptop, at the gym, or rocking out to her favourite music.

 

Find Felicity here:

 

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Branwyn’s Love #erotic #courtesan

Hi all,

Life has been crazy around my place so I’ve been quiet on here. I just had an issue come up and it is about grammar in creative writing.

Sometimes, great authors write:

Tom, I wouldn’t ever got into all this trouble if it hadn’t ‘a’ ben for that money; now you just take my sheer of it along with your’n, and gimme a ten-center sometimes — not many times, becuz I don’t give a dern for a thing ‘thout it’s tollable hard to git — and you go and beg off for me with the widder.” (35.9) Adventures of Tom Sawyer -Huckleberry Finn by Mark Twain…https://www.shmoop.com/tom-sawyer/huckleberry-finn-quotes.html .

I agree. This example is extreme, but no one would complain about the grammar because it is the flavor of the story line and character. But in today’s work, that seems to be unacceptable. When did we get so intolerant of HOW a person pens their creative writing, lost in the mechanics than the words that tell the story?

So, if you are one of those who find grammar the most important thing in a book, then I suggest you stay away from most mainstream romances because there will be errors and inconsistencies, but they will be small or deliberate. There will be incomplete sentences or extra commas but they are there to advance the story, enhance the picture or the character voice.

The very few grammar goofs you find that are just mistakes, well…we are human, after all.

NOW! Look at this. Something HOT and SPICY!

 

Branwyn’s Love

by

Daryl Devoré

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The tale of a young woman sold as a courtesan in training. Branwyn arrives in a new land to begin daily lessons in the bewildering art of bedding a man.

 

The noblewoman chosen to be Prince Malacke’s bride rejects him by bedding his hated rival. Malacke turns his anger towards increasing the power and wealth of Black Dorn castle. And he succeeds until his attention is captured by the face of the woman who will be his queen.

 

Note: This book contains elements of domination, submission, and fetishes. If these concepts disturb you, please do not purchase or read this book. Branwyn’s Love was formerly known as Black Dorn and published by New Dawning.

 

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“Stop that crying or by all that is powerful, I will beat you.”

“Do not yell so. You will frighten the poor child.”

Through tears, Branwyn stared at her uncle and aunt. “I… I do not understand. Why must I go?”

Her aunt sat next to her. “It is your time, child. A husband has been chosen. You must leave us to join with him.”

“About time it is!” Her uncle’s face grew redder with each word. “One year shy of a score she is, and still unwed. She must fall to her knees to thank God someone wishes to marry such an old spinster.”

Branwyn slapped the arm of her chair. “I decline. It is my right. I shall not marry this man!”

“How many men do you think you can refuse?” Her uncle paced about the small room. “This is the fourth suitor to ask for your hand. You cannot. It is done. Your things are being loaded as we speak.” He jerked back a curtain in the window and pointed.

The door opened and in stepped a tall broad-shouldered soldier. “The carriage awaits.”

“Branwyn.” Aunt Selda patted her hand. “You have no dowry. This is a good match. He is a rich man. He will give you babies.”

Suspicion gnawed at Branwyn’s stomach. “And what did he give you?”

“Gold.” Uncle Egbert picked up his purse and dropped it, with a rattle, back onto the table.

 

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Scottish Marriages and Elopements in the Regency Era — Every Woman Dreams…

Those of us who read and write Regency novels have all heard of elopements to Gretna Green. Harking back to 1754 and the introduction of a new controversial Marriage Act in England, Gretna Green flourished as a haven for runaway couples. It even receives mentions in not just 1 but amazingly 3 of Jane Austen […]

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