Victorian-Era England Comes Alive in This Witty Romance
For years Charlotte Withersby has worked as an assistant to her father, an eminent English botanist. As she approaches the old age of twenty-four, her father pushes her out into society, swayed by an uncle who believes God’s only two roles for women are marriage and motherhood. When one of the Withersbys’ colonial correspondents, Edward Trimble, returns to England, he’s drafted as the new assistant so Charlotte is free to marry. This suits Edward’s plans quite well, since the last thing he wants to do is reunite with the family he is ashamed to call his own.
Though Edward proves himself vexingly capable on the job, Charlotte won’t surrender the job without a fight, and schemes with her best friend to regain her position. Perhaps if a proposal seems imminent, Charlotte’s father will see his error and ask her to return. Charlotte tries to make headway in her town’s social life, but reveals herself to be unaware of all the intricacies of polite society. Though Edward pitches in, tutoring her in society’s expectations, she just seems to make things worse. And the more she comes to know of her father’s assistant, the more trouble she has imagining life without him. Caught in a trap of her own making and seeing the hopelessness of her prospects, will Charlotte get to keep her work or will she have to cede her heart?
PUBLISHER: Bethany House Publishers
A huge thanks to Bethany House Publishers and Siri Mitchell for sending me a free copy of this book in exchange for an honest, unbiased review.
I have a secret penchant for books about botany-loving protagonists. Now that I’ve told you, it’s not much of a secret anymore. It’s all good. I’ve never read one of Mitchell’s novels, but I wasn’t impressed with this one. Continue reading
Mail-order bride Eliza Cantrell is on her way to meet her intended groom and help him grow his general store business when her train is held up by robbers and she loses her dowry. She’s further thwarted upon arriving in Salt Flatts only to find Axel, her groom, away on business.
Hoping a wife would push Axel to become a better business partner, William Stanton had encouraged him to seek a mail-order bride. With Axel gone, Will feels responsible for Eliza, so he finds her a place to stay and lets her help in the store.
Working together isn’t what they’d expected, and when Axel is further delayed, neither can ignore the sparks that fly. But Eliza is meant for Axel and is set on a future with the store, while Will is biding time until he can afford medical school.
Their troubles are far from over when Axel returns to town, however, and soon both Will and Eliza must decide what they’re willing to sacrifice to chase their dreams–or if God has a new dream in store for them both.
PUBLISHER: Bethany House Publishers
First of all, a huge thanks to Bethany Publishers and Melissa Jagears for sending me a free copy of this book in exchange for an honest and unbiased review! I really appreciate it.
Eliza Cantrell is ready to move on and pursue her dreams of being a businesswoman after being conned in her previous relationship. Her position as a mail-order bride sees her traveling out to Kansas to hopefully marry a man she’s been in correspondence with, but never met. After being robbed on her path to her new home, she arrives in Kansas completely broke a week early to find out that Axel Langston isn’t even there. Instead, she meets Axel’s best friend, William Stanton, who is taking over Axel’s storefront until he gets back (and doing a bad job of it, at that). Eliza utilizes her uncanny business sense to help William with the business and, quite unexpectedly, romance blooms between the two. Ooooh! Ahhhh! Pick up the book to discover more. Duh. Continue reading
…Let’s just say there’s a reason why this blog is called “I Think I’m Obsessed”.
I love bargain buys on books and lately I was able to get all of these books for five dollars! What a steal! Honestly, there’s not a whole lot of room left in my room for more books, but personal space is overrated. In fact, space is overrated. As long as I have a little air hole to breathe somewhere, my room can be 99% books. As I always tell my parents, “hey, it’s better than drugs.”
Or is it? Hmmm. Questions I like to ponder late at night. Continue reading