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Wednesday, February 8, 2012

My Latest Regency comedy, AN INHERITANCE FOR THE BIRDS, Is Now Available


My latest Regency comedy novella, An Inheritance for the Birds, the next entry in The Wild Rose Press's Love Letters series, is now available.

All the stories start with a letter that changes the hero's and heroine's lives. Mine is a letter about an inheritance, but there's a catch...

Available at The Wild Rose Press and Amazon.

BLURB:


Make the ducks happy and win an estate!

Mr. Christopher "Kit" Winnington can't believe the letter from his late great-aunt's solicitor. In order to inherit her estate, he must win a contest against her companion, Miss Angela Stratton. Whoever makes his great-aunt's pet ducks happy wins.

A contest: What a cork-brained idea. This Miss Stratton is probably a sly spinster who camouflaged her grasping nature from his good-natured relative. There is no way he will let the estate go to a usurper.

Angela never expected her former employer to name her in her will. Most likely, this Mr. Winnington is a trumped-up jackanapes who expects her to give up without a fight. Well, she is made of sterner stuff.

The ducks quack in avian bliss while Kit and Angela dance a duet of desire as they do their utmost to make the ducks--and themselves--happy.

EXCERPT:
Yawning, he shut the door behind him. Enough ducks and prickly ladies for one day. After dropping his satchel by the bed, he dragged off his clothes and draped them over the chair back. He dug a nightshirt from the valise and donned the garment before he blew out both candles.

Bates had already drawn back the bedclothes. The counterpane was soft under Kit's palm, and covered a featherbed. He grinned. By any chance, had they used the down from the pet ducks to stuff the mattress and pillows?

After tying the bed curtains back, he settled into the soft cocoon and laced his fingers behind his head. Tomorrow, he would have it out with Miss Stratton about the steward's residence, but that was tomorrow. He fluffed up his pillow and turned onto his side…

"QUACK!"

A bundle of flapping, squawking feathers exploded from the depths of the covers and attacked him. Throwing his arms over his head for protection, Kit fell out of bed. He scrambled to his feet and bolted for the door, the thrashing, quacking explosion battering him. A serrated knife edge scraped over his upper arm. "Ow!" Batting at the avian attacker with one hand, he groped for the latch with the other.

The door swung open. Miss Stratton, her candle flame flickering, dashed into the chamber. "Esmeralda, you stop that right now!"

The feathered windstorm quacked once more and, in a graceful arc, fluttered to the floor.

Kit lowered his arms and gave a mental groan. A duck. He should have known.

Thank you all,
Linda

7 comments:

Meljprincess said...

Sounds delightful, Linda. I love ducks and geese. Before I moved to TX I lived in VA. I took care of a HUGE amount of Canadian geese in VA. I watched them grow up! I have a ton of pictures and videos on my cell phone. I also had a Canadian goose tattooed on my stomach so I'd have one with me in TX. I'll have to check out INHERITANCE. Have a great day!

Linda Banche said...

Meljprincess, you're a woman after my own heart. I love ducks and geese, although I wouldn't go so far as to have myself tattooed with them.

Put your goose pictures up on facebook so I can see them. I love pictures.

I hope you like INHERITANCE. You have a great day, too.

Meljprincess said...

I will put some pictures on your FB page if that's ok? I love birds and they seem to have a fondness for me. They always seek me out when they're injured or just need a little help getting back to the nest.
lol! I have approx. 25 tattoos. My goose is the only bird tattoo I have though. :-)

Linda Banche said...

Sure, put the pictures on my FB page. I love duck pictures.

Mary Simonsen said...

Sounds like a lot of fun! I hope you sell tons.

Karen H in NC said...

Sounds like a fun story. I'll have to take a closer look!

Linda Banche said...

Thanks, Mary and Karen H. I appreciate it.