About
the Book
Title:
Fool Me Twice
Author:
Philippa Jane Keyworth
Genre:
Historical Romance
In
the gaming hells of eighteenth century London, orphan Caro Worth is
leading a double life. By day she plays a proper gentlewoman on the
lookout for a wealthy husband. By night she plays the infamous
Angelica, her fictional half-sister with a talent for cards and an
ability to finance the life her respectable self has built. An
introduction to a rich Marquis brings marriage and security within
Caro’s grasp…until the arrival of the unpredictable and totally
ineligible Mr. Tobias Felton.
Dismayed
by Felton’s persistent appearances, shocking frankness, and
enigmatic green eyes, Caro watches helplessly as he comes closer than
anyone to guessing her secret, but when complete and utter ruin
threatens, she finds that Felton’s suspicions just might become her
salvation. As the walls she has built to protect herself crumble down
around her, Caro learns that no matter how careful your plans, life
and love have a habit of falling quite spectacularly out of control!
Author
Bio
Philippa
Jane Keyworth, known to her friends as Pip, has been writing since
she was twelve in every notebook she could find. Originally trained
as a horse-riding instructor, Philippa went on to become a copywriter
before beginning a degree in History. A born again Christian,
Philippa lives in the south of England with her handsome husband.
Philippa
has always written stories and believes that, since it is one of her
loves and passions, she always will. In her early writing career, she
dabbled in a variety of genres, but it was the encouragement of a
friend to watch a film adaptation of Jane Austen's Pride
and Prejudice
that began her love affair with the British Regency. Since then, she
has watched every Regency film and TV series she could get her hands
on and become well acquainted with Georgette Heyer’s novels which
gave her the inspiration to write her own.
Both
as a reader and a writer, Philippa believes it is important to escape
into a world you yourself would want to live in. This is why she
writes stories that will draw you into the characters’ joys and
heartaches in a world apart from our own. Her debut novel, The
Widow's Redeemer (Madison
Street Publishing, 2012), is a traditional Regency romance bringing
to life the romance between a young widow with an indomitable spirit
and a wealthy viscount with an unsavory reputation. The novel has
been received well by readers and reviewers who have praised the
heartfelt story and admirable characters. Her second novel, The
Unexpected Earl
(Madison Street Publishing, 2014), explores another romance in the
Regency era when an impetuous young woman has her life turned upside
down by the reappearance of the earl who jilted her six years ago.
Her third novel, Fool
Me Twice
(Madison Street Publishing, 2016), is a Georgian romance that has
just been released.
So,
what are you waiting for? Get swept away into another time with
characters you will learn to love, and experience Britain in the 18th
century and Regency like never before.
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EXCERPT
Now
came the tricky part—the buttons. Thankfully, the Lord had blessed
Angelica with a particularly long set of fingers and, despite the
tiniest of buttons and the difficult positioning on the inside of her
petticoat, she soon had the compartment undone. She folded the notes
and laid them flat in the pocket so that they would lie unseen
against her body for the journey home.
She
was just fastening the last button when she heard the door open. Her
raven-haired head shot up, and her large eyes darted in the direction
of the intruder. No one had ever entered when she had been in here
alone before. What was Mr. Russell thinking? He always left her in
peace until she left of her own accord.
So
shocked was she, she failed to remove her foot from its perch on the
bookshelf and cover herself before a gentleman entered—a gentleman
that was not Mr. Russell. At least, that is if you could call
the man who entered a gentleman at all. The man in question
practically fell into the room, sloshing the tankard of ale in his
hand and taking more than a few seconds to find his footing.
Angelica
watched with horrified fascination as the tousled hair escaping the
pathetic ribbon at the back of his neck flicked up and down while he
gained his balance. For a moment she wondered if he would merely
stumble back out again, quite unaware of her presence. But fortune
would not smile upon Angelica a second time tonight.
In
spite of his graceless entrance and obvious inebriation, the man’s
eyes were exceedingly quick. As he righted himself, they made contact
with a heeled shoe, a pleasingly long leg beneath the flimsiest of
materials, and a gathering of skirts. His eyes continued their
journey upwards, over her bodice, her neck, and then they stilled at
those indefinable blue eyes.
In
the odd pause that followed, a cat-like smile slowly unfurled across
the young man’s face. Angelica threw down her skirts and stepped
back.
“I
say…” was all the gentleman offered. He half-raised the tankard
as if in salute, and Angelica could only be thankful that he had
knocked the door shut during his imbalance. Or was she thankful? She
took another step back, hitting the paneling of the wall.
She
did not recognize the man, but he was undeniably handsome. Aware that
she was looking him over, his boyish face gained a mischievousness.
His green eyes twinkled merrily at her, lingering—to her utter
infuriation—on her lips. He stumbled towards a book-lined wall and
rested an unsteady elbow upon one of the shelves, leaning jauntily on
one leg and most clearly making himself at home.
“I
say…” he repeated himself, but he did not move towards her as
Angelica had feared.
Her
wits finally returning, she put some ice into her stare. “You say
what, sir?”
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