Three "New York Times"- and "USA Today"-bestselling authorsNJulia Quinn, Eloisa James, and Connie BrockwayNjoin forces once again for this winning sequel to their bestselling hit "The Lady Most Likely . . . " Original.
...From Julia Quinn, the author of Bridgerton--along with close friends and bestselling authors Eloisa James and Connie Brockway--comes a thrilling tale of a snow-bound party in a Scottish castle.
And You're Invited
When Laird Taran Ferguson's nephews refuse to find brides, he takes matters into his own hands, raiding a ball and bringing some lovely young ladies to his castle. Which author do you think escorted which heroine to the castle?
Miss Fiona Chisholm, a beauty with a scandalous past Lady Cecily Tarleton, a lovely heiress--but she's English Miss Catriona Burns, a lady with no name or fortune, so clearly someone made a mistake
When it comes to gentlemen, did Eloisa invite an earl so stern that he broke his engagement after a mere whiff of scandal? Did Connie suggest that the Duke of Bretton fall asleep in the carriage used in a kidnapping? Did Julia bring a rogue whose reputation proceeds him?
A novel in three parts, as fresh and charming as the Highland air, written by three of the very best writers of historical romance.
...At the behest of three of the most talented historical romance authors writing today, you are cordially invited to a ball. No, a party. No . . . a kidnapping.
Taran Ferguson, laird of his clan, is determined that his ancient (if not so honorable) birthright be secured before he dies. When both his nephews refuse to wed, the old reprobate takes matters into his own hands: he raids a ball and makes off with four likely brides . . .
Miss Marilla Chisholm--the bonniest lass in Scotland, and an heiress to boot.
Miss Fiona Chisholm--her older sister, another fine choice (but for that tiny stain on her reputation).
Lady Cecily Tarleton--true, she's an English beauty, but very, very rich.
Miss Catriona Burns--without name or fortune, clearly someone made a mistake.
Oh, yes. And one very irate duke.
Because somewhere there must be one lady most willing to love a Scottish lord.