The Captain’s Disgraced Lady

_A rip-roaring story, fabulous characters, and incredibly moving._
Book 2 in the Chadcombe Marriages series

Who is Captain Harry Fanton?

When Juliana Milford first encounters Captain Harry Fanton, she finds him
arrogant and rude. There’s no way she’ll fall for his dazzling smile! Her visit
to Chadcombe House was always going to prompt questions over her
scandalous family, so she’s touched when Harry defends her reputation. She’s
discovering there’s more to Harry than she’d first thought…

A man so plagued by the demons of war, he’s sworn he’ll never marry, no
matter how tempted…

My next book, The Captain’s Disgraced Lady, can now be ordered online. I’m so excited to find out what readers think of it.

Harry is the younger brother of Adam, who featured in the first book, and I knew from the start that he was going to have to have a full book devoted to him.

He has sworn never to marry, but then he meets Charlotte’s friend, the lively and challenging Juliana. She will lead him a merry dance! Even if they can reach an understanding, other barriers are in their way. Napoleon is on the move, and Harry must go to war. And when nasty rumours circulate about Juliana’s family, Harry is faced with -a choice…

Here’s a short excerpt:

Without any further warning, Harry bent his head and kissed her.

Shocked, Juliana could only feel the warmth of his lips, the taste of him, the brief scent of his breath, before he was gone again. Not a moment too soon, as some guests appeared round the arc in the corridor. He had timed the kiss to perfection, in the brief instant when they were alone. In that split second, Juliana’s senses swam, her stomach flipped and her nerve endings tingled. Her heart was pounding with what must be outrage.

“Thank you? I should thank you for kissing me without my permission?” Her voice squeaked a little. She cleared her throat. “Why on earth would I wish to do such a thing?”

“Because, my darling Juliana, I wished you to know yourself. The passion
within you, a passion that would be smothered by the wrong man. You would
end up half-alive.”

“You have no right to make such remarks—or to kiss me!” Surprisingly, Juliana
felt close to tears. What was happening to her?

He looked closely at her, and his gaze softened. With a rueful half smile, he
murmured, “You must believe me when I tell you I have only your interests at

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