Fred and Flora's St. Valentine's Day Special

From today and for a limited time,
in celebration of St. Valentine,
you can find a treat online,
so grab it now, while there's still time!

For a loved one, or for yourself
there is no need to search a shelf
click a button and please your mate
'Tis better than roses and choco-late

Show her that you do adore her
As Duke Fred does his Lady Flora
I promise the start of a great amore!
'cos with this book you'll never bore 'er.

(Yikes.)

But now that I have your attention with my dreadful attempt at poetry, you can pick up an e-book copy of the Peculiar Pink Toes of Lady Flora for a bargain price online. So surprise a loved one -- or yourself! It's thrifty AND romantic, who can complain about that?

Get you Valentine Special here! Or go to your Amazon/ Barnes and Noble/ Smashwords etc. to find Lady Flora and her shockingly pink toes.


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When a playful and blindfolded Lady Flora Chelmsworth collides, literally, with the arrogant and staid Duke of Malgrave— subsequently manhandling his person and mistaking him for a hat stand—it is not an auspicious beginning. Assuming she hasn't made the best of impressions, therefore, Flora is shocked and alarmed when he soon proposes marriage. With her troubles, she can only decline the offer.

For one thing, she's not the woman he thinks she is. For another, she's not even sure that she knows who she is. Her past, as she remembers it, contains blood-thirsty pirates, Covent Garden concubines and a babe in a hatbox. And that's just the beginning. Or one of them. It wouldn't be fair to marry this very proper and painfully dignified gentleman, whose life is loaded with duties and responsibilities, his past free of mystery, scandal and misadventure.

Rejected by the impertinent chit, his pride wounded, Malgrave should forget this curious bump in his usually well-planned path. Unfortunately, getting ahead of himself—unaccustomed to refusal—he has prematurely commissioned her palm-sized portrait. Anonymously, of course, for discretion's sake. Now, hidden in some secret place, where only he shall ever see it, her replica will serve as both a reminder of that humiliating mistake and a caution against similar temptations.

Little does he know that Lady Flora's miniature portrait will also one day bring her spinning back to his arms. From a far greater distance than he could ever imagine. Several hundred years, in fact.