A Fateful Wind
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by Suzette Stone
Category: Romance/Historical Fiction
Description: Stunning Jenna Penworthy's looks are drawing admiration from most men she encounters, not least the ruthless and lascivious Lord Edwin Penrose, whose lust for his wife's favorite maid is becoming more and more ardent. With Jenna and her mining fiancé Trystan's livelihood dependant on the Penrose Tin Mines, Lord Edwin knows it is only a matter of time before the voluptuous virgin will be his. That is until his cousin returns to Cornwall from America. The irresistible and carefree adventurer, Sir Jack Bartholomew, finds himself caught up in protecting the alluring servant who has so captured his heart. But with Jenna, a mere servant girl, betrothed to another man, Jack realizes he is certain to be denied his overwhelming desires. Then destiny takes a turn and a stormy encounter with Lord Edwin seems to seal Jenna's fate. Set amidst the harsh and windswept moorland of 1840's Cornwall, A Fateful Wind tells of hidden secrets, familial destinies and a love that can never be denied.
eBook Publisher: Solstice Publishing/Solstice Publishing, 2011 2011
eBookwise Release Date: February 2011
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Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [350 KB]
Reading time: 227-318 min.
The sound of the laughter and noise of the party below faded into the distance as Lady Emmeline stepped out onto the ivy laced balcony. She lifted her chin to feel the warm Midsummer Eve's breeze on her face. Her cheeks still burned with the humiliation of overhearing the Countess of Devon's revelations to fellow partygoers about Lord Penrose. Emmeline knew well of her husband's infidelities. However, she hoped he had the decency to keep it well hushed from the public and the well heeled members of the aristocratic social circle she moved in. She could have strangled that gossiping countess who sat there like a rotund swine, guzzling Emmeline's imported food as though it were going out of fashion.
Emmeline sighed and surveyed the garden that stretched in front of her. The scent of honeysuckle penetrated the balmy night air, sweetening the Manor House, a home all too often mired in sarcasm and hatred. Her married life was far from perfect, but at her age trying to ignite the passion she and Lord Edwin never shared seemed futile. At times it seemed far easier for Lord Edwin to receive his comforts from the well stocked bosom of one of their servant wrenches rather than Emmeline herself. She never embraced the art of making love. Instead, she found far more pleasure in throwing lavish parties and ensuring her and her husband topped the list of social circles all over England. For her husband to go and tarnish their image now with his blatant philandering was unforgivable.
A knock sounded at the door as Emmeline's personal servant entered.
"My lady, the Countess of Devon is requesting more wine."
"You mean it's all gone?" It surprised Emmeline even the glutinous countess could consume so much.
"Yes, my lady."
Emmeline rolled her eyes, surveying the beautiful young girl in front of her. She wondered if her husband had taken advantage of the creamy white flesh, the young pert bosom and the flock of jet black hair Jenna Penworthy kept hidden under her servant's cap. Possibly so, but then Jenna Penworthy didn't strike her as the type to succumb to her masters wishes in that respect. Her eyes held a certain innocence that didn't appear as though she had let any man, let alone Lord Edwin, deflower her. Emmeline knew her young servant would marry her child sweetheart in less than a month. Trystan Trezies was indeed a lucky man for Jenna encapsulated the dark hair and piercing blue eyes Cornish women were renowned for. No, she hoped, with any luck Jenna Penworthy had been spared from her husband's rambunctious philandering.
"Jenna. Please let the countess know Lord Edwin is retrieving a delicious vintage from his cellar, which I am sure she will find most appetizing!"