Lydia Bennet was a pretty young thing, but rather vacuous. She took his mind off his troubles though, made him smile. When she proposed the idea of running off together, he initially resisted. After all, she wasn’t from a wealthy family. But she was adamant that if they forced her father’s hand, he would give them at least a few hundred pounds a year and pay off George’s gambling debts rather than face a scandal.
Lieutenant George Wickham grimaced and set down the empty glass.
He’d done a fine job of becoming a rake and a ne’er-do-well.
Running off with Lydia Bennet would set his well-earned reputation solidly in stone. Continue reading “Wickham”→
“One Hoboken special and a turkey club, no onions.” Mia’s voice rose over the sound of the crowd outside the food truck.
A warm California breeze blew in through the open window, smelling like fried onions and saltwater…and Mia’s orange blossom perfume.
Ben flipped two filets of chicken on the sizzling griddle before moving to work on the sandwich order. With a glance out the window, he saw it belonged to their last customer.
Relieved, he finished up the order, and fifteen minutes later, he was slouching into a folding chair at the back of the truck. He ran his fingers through his hair, let out a long sigh, and propped his feet up on a cooler. Mia pulled off her baseball cap, and her coffee brown curls tumbled around her shoulders.
Ben’s breath caught, and he studied his shoelaces like they held all the world’s secrets. Did she see the blush heating up his face? Continue reading “The Friend Zone”→
Sometimes it comes in burnt-bottom pans
and frayed-end quilts. Sometimes it’s scuffed guitars
played by callous-tipped hands. Continue reading “LOVE WITHOUT THE -LY”→
Hey, friends, great news! The second installment in the Carlingford Chronicles novella trilogy is now available at Amazon.com in Kindle and paperback.
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Robin Adair: Carlingford Chronicles Book 2
by Whitney L. Schwartz
A marriage of convenience. A hidden love. A gambler out for revenge.
Robin Adair and Shane O’Reilly grew up together. Robin’s been sweet on him since their schoolyard days, but Shane’s always been a wild child.
Robin’s life, with her sick mother and abusive father, has never been easy. When the situation worsens to the point where she can’t bear to live in her father’s house anymore, she’s desperate for a way of escape.
Shane has spent so much time at the pub, it’s become more home than his house. However, he’s also become too well acquainted with the bottle and the cards. When Shane finds himself in over his head with gambling debts, he’s desperate for a solution.
Robin and Shane find their way out in a marriage of convenience.
Will their marriage be loveless or will romance bloom between them? Will Shane change his ways or will his past catch up with him? And will they survive when a disgruntled townsman comes looking for revenge?
Set in 1801, Carlingford, Ireland, the second installment of the Carlingford Chronicles trilogy mingles faith and drama with humor and romance.
Fall in love with Robin and Shane’s story set against the vivid backdrop of historical Ireland.
The city lights gleamed upon the wet concrete, streams of luster among a hard sea of darkness. Raindrops continued falling from the black night sky, rippling in puddles and slipping down the window panes of the café in glassy rivulets.
April took a sip of coffee and watched through the window as a woman with a black umbrella slipped an envelope into the blue USPS drop box along the sidewalk. What words were contained Continue reading “Finding the Sun”→
There it was. Third window from the left, five floors up. The white lace curtains still hung down from the silver rod like a veil concealing the treasure behind it.
He could still see Larisa standing there that day eight years ago. He’d turned back one last time and cast a glance up toward her window. She stood, curtains parted, looking down at him with a look that sent shards of longing and remorse through his heart. Yet he’d gotten in his car and driven away. Continue reading “Third Window from the Left”→
Robin Adair:
Whitney L. Schwartz 