Friday, February 2, 2018

Re-release of AN INHERITANCE FOR THE BIRDS is Available for Pre-order!

An Inheritance for the Birds is available for pre-order!

Release date is April 5, 2018.

The all-new, expanded and completely rewritten An Inheritance for the Birds is now available for pre-order at Amazon, Barnes and Noble, iBooks, Kobo, Smashwords and other retailers:

Buy links: https://books2read.com/u/4Do0dg
 
Have fun as our Regency hero and heroine strive to make ducks happy in order to win an estate.



BLURB:
Make the ducks happy and win an estate!

Mr. Christopher “Kit” Winnington never expected his favorite aunt to dream up something as ridiculous as a contest to determine the heir to her sizeable property.

But there it is, in black and white, in the letter from her solicitor. In order to win the inheritance, Kit must vie with his aunt’s companion, Miss Angela Stratton. Their task: Make his aunt’s pet ducks happy. Odd, for such a sharp-witted lady, and definitely out of character.

Still, making ducks happy is better than his current, despised job. Shouldn’t be much of a problem, either. Quack at them, pet them and maybe feed them some stale bread. He should win handily.

Angela liked her employer very much, but the most she expected from the will was a little money. But now, a chance to win an entire estate! Since she cares for the ducks and knows their quirks, she should win easily.

The ducks, already happy, quack along their merry way as Kit and Angela discover that love may be a greater prize than any inheritance.

A sweet, drawing room, not bedroom, Regency romantic comedy. 40,000 words, about 145 pages. A new version of the previous book, expanded and completely rewritten.

EXCERPT:

 Yawning, Kit shut the door behind him. Enough ducks and prickly ladies for one day. He undressed and then donned a nightshirt he dug from his valise before he blew out both candles.
Simmons had already drawn back the bedclothes. The counterpane was silky under Kit’s palm, and covered a featherbed.
Mayhap they had stuffed the mattress and pillows with down from Aunt Augusta’s pets.
He grinned. That was a thought.
After tying back the bed curtains, he settled into the soft cocoon. 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.
Kit tumbled out of bed. Throwing his hands over his head, he scrambled up and then bolted for the door.
“QUACK!” The thrashing, quacking explosion pummeled him the entire way. 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 crashed open. Miss Stratton, her agitated candle flame flinging wildly careening light on the walls, darted in. “Busick, you stop that right now!”
With a squawk, the feathered windstorm fluttered to the floor in a graceful arc.
Kit jerked up his arms, ready to fend off another attack.
“Quack.”
Kit looked out from under his arms before slowly lowering them. A duck. He should have known.

Buy links: https://books2read.com/u/4Do0dg
 
Thank you all,
Linda






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