The Matchmaker's Surrender by Tammy L. Bailey Book Tour and Giveaway :)
The
Matchmaker's Surrender
The
Matchmaker Series Book 2
by
Tammy L. Bailey
Genre:
Historical Romance
Surrendering
her heart could be the scariest thing of all...
Miss
Jane Dalton, one of London’s most successful matchmakers, believes
it's much safer bringing couples together than falling in love
herself. In fact, she could not think of anything more frightening
than to have loved and lost.
Fate, however, disrupts her plans
to remain a single matchmaker when Mr. Nicholas Waverley, her
brother’s best friend, is forced to kidnap her after she becomes
entangled in an assassin’s web.
Forced together under
dangerous circumstances, Jane realizes her true feelings for
Nicholas. In the end, however, is her love for him worth the
fall?
The Matchmaker's Surrender is a Regency romance novella
and the second book in The Matchmaker's Series.
**on
sale for only 99 cents!!**
A knot of
apprehension tightened in Jane’s belly. Still, she stepped out of
the carriage and to the door, knocking twice. After a few moments of
silence, she backed away, relieved. Who returned to retrieve a shawl
this late and without an invitation? Well, apparently, she did.
Embarrassed, she shifted back toward the carriage when the wide door
clicked open. “May I help you,
Miss?” Jane twisted around
to find—instead of Mr. Waverley’s footman—the short, slight
build of the housekeeper, Mrs. Fielding. “Oh, I hope I
didn’t wake you,” Jane said. “No, Miss. Is the
Master expecting you?” Jane shook her head.
“I…I left my shawl here earlier.” Mrs. Fielding nodded
and waved Jane inside, shutting the door behind her, and led Jane
into the sitting room. “Please, wait
here,” she said. “I’ll be back soon.” Jane stood still
until heavy footsteps sounded on the staircase behind her. She turned
just in time to see Mrs. Fielding bustling up the stairs, a candle in
one hand and Jane’s shawl clutched in the other. “Mrs. Fielding?”
Jane called, but the housekeeper continued away from her. “Oh, what are you
about?” she whispered. While sensibility
begged Jane to remain where she stood, curiosity drove her forward
and up the stairs. Light was scarce, and she crept at a cautious pace
until two carved gilt-wood wall sconces illuminated her path on the
landing. When a cold draft
flitted across the nape of her neck, she shivered and turned back the
way she had come. “I’ll buy
another shawl,” she murmured. However, before she could take one
step, a door clicked behind her, luring her to retrace her steps. “Mrs. Fielding?” Jane leaned forward,
following a blood-red carpet runner down the muted hallway with her
gaze.
Like a snooping child, she tiptoed onward, both terrified and
intrigued at the same time. When she came to an
open door, she peered inside. The room appeared empty except for a
few chairs placed around a small round table illuminated by the
flickering of a single half-melted candle. “Hello?” she
called, her voice breaking on the word. Her heart pounded inside her
ears as she slipped across the threshold. “I’d just like
my shawl back,” she said. In the hallway, the
clomp
of footsteps echoed on the runner carpet. Before she could turn
around, a hand clamped over her mouth and hauled her into the darkest
part of the room. “I beg of you, do
not move, do not breathe, do not blink.”
A LEO wife, mother, and military veteran, Tammy began writing when the shows and movies she watched didn't end the way she wanted them to end. Whether it's historical or contemporary, for her, there must always be a happy ending.
When
she's not writing, she's spending time with her husband and two boys
near Cleveland, Ohio. Without their sacrifice and understanding, she
believes she would have never been able to pursue her passion of
writing or her accomplishment of becoming a published author.
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