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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Book 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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