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    All the Ladies Love Coventry: Bluestockings Defying Rogues, #5
    All the Ladies Love Coventry: Bluestockings Defying Rogues, #5
    All the Ladies Love Coventry: Bluestockings Defying Rogues, #5
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    All the Ladies Love Coventry: Bluestockings Defying Rogues, #5

    By Dawn Brower

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    Charles Lindsay, the Earl of Coventry has big plans. None of them include a wife. His club is his main concern, and the men he's come to respect. He's one of the wickedest rogues in the ton and he makes no apologies for it. That all changes when he meets Lady Abigail Wallace. All the ladies in town adore Coventry, but none of them manage to capture his heart. Can Lady Abigail achieve a feat no other lady has and make the earl fall? 

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherMonarchal Glenn Press
    Release dateMar 26, 2019
    ISBN9781386611103
    All the Ladies Love Coventry: Bluestockings Defying Rogues, #5
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    Dawn Brower

    USA TODAY Bestselling author, DAWN BROWER writes both historical and contemporary romance.There are always stories inside her head; she just never thought she could make them come to life. That creativity has finally found an outlet.Growing up she was the only girl out of six children. She is a single mother of two teenage boys; there is never a dull moment in her life. Reading books is her favorite hobby and she loves all genres.For more information about upcoming releases or to contact Dawn Brower go to her website: authordawnbrower.com

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      All the Ladies Love Coventry - Dawn Brower

      All the Ladies Love Coventry

      All the Ladies Love Coventry

      Bluestockings Defying Rogues 5

      Dawn Brower

      Monarchal Glenn Press

      This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to actual locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

      All the Ladies Love Coventry Copyright © 2019 Dawn Brower

      Cover Art by Victoria Miller

      All rights reserved. No part of this book may be used or reproduced electronically or in print without written permission, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in reviews.

      For everyone who has waited for the Earl of Coventry’s book. I hope this book is everything you hoped for, even if, it is on the shorter side. Coventry had his over version of a happily-ever-after. May all of you find yours too.

      Acknowledgments

      Thanks to my cover artist extraordinaire: Victoria Miller. You have helped me along this long and I’ve learned a lot from you. Without you I fear how many mistakes I’d have made in my writing.

      Also huge shout out to Elizabeth Evans who helps me with so many things. Thank you for sticking with me through so many writing projects. You’re a gem I never expected to find.

      Contents

      Prologue

      Chapter 1

      Chapter 2

      Chapter 3

      Chapter 4

      Chapter 5

      Chapter 6

      Chapter 7

      Epilogue

      Dawn Brower

      Excerpt: When an Earl Turns Wicked

      Prologue

      Chapter 1

      Afterword

      About The Author

      Also by Dawn Brower

      I cannot fix on the hour, or the spot, or the look or the words, which laid the foundation. It is too long ago. I was in the middle before I knew that I had begun. 

      Pride and Prejudice, Jane Austen

      Prologue

      April 1794

      Charles Lindsay, the Earl of Coventry surveyed the building he was hoping to purchase. The structure was sound and would work splendidly for what he had in mind for it. The street it was located on was also ideal. A secret gentleman’s club would be well hidden in the neighborhood, and its residents wouldn’t question the constant comings and goings that would be involved. He had a lot of plans and this townhouse was only the beginning.

      The owner is willing to part with it? He turned toward the solicitor in charge of the sale. Charles didn’t want to seem too eager. It might give the solicitor a reason to raise the price. He wouldn’t pay a penny more than it was worth.

      He is, my lord, he answered. His salt and pepper hair was sprinkled around his ears and the back of his head, but the top was completely bald. The solicitor had beady eyes that made him appear untrustworthy. Not a good look on someone that should invoke that particular feeling. Would you like to make an offer?

      No, he answered. It needs major renovations and I’m not sure it’ll work for what I have in mind. That was a lie, but he didn’t want to make the man aware of his complete interest. The entire bottom floor would need to be stripped and the walls rebuilt. Your employer is asking too much.

      I see… The solicitor swallowed hard. Charles wished he could recall his name, but as it hadn’t been important to him he’d dismissed it upon hearing it. He fumbled with some parchments and then glanced up. Is there anything that will convince you to purchase it.

      Charles held back a grin. It wouldn’t work in his favor and he did want the property. He tapped his chin and tried to act as if he was considering his options. The truth was he knew exactly what his next move would be. That was the benefit of being several steps ahead of his opponent. He had a gift of seeing the larger picture and how all the pieces around him could fit together. This project of his was going to be big and he had to do everything right for it to work. I might consider it if the owner will take off a thousand pounds from the selling price. I won’t pay a shilling more than that.

      He shuffled his feet and then met Charles gaze. That sounds reasonable, my lord. I’ll inform the owner that you’re willing to purchase it.

      Charles lifted a brow. Is that all? He shrugged and headed to the exit. As far as he was concerned their business had been concluded. If the owner took the offer the solicitor could send him a missive about it. He had a good feeling though. Soon he’d have the building necessary to start his club.

      He hadn’t reached the exit before the solicitor called out to him. Lord Coventry.

      He turned toward him and said, Yes?

      I have the authority to approve the sale within a certain amount. If you want the property it’s yours.

      This time he did allow the smile to form on his face. The Coventry Club was now one step closer to becoming a reality. He couldn’t wait to tell his good friend the George, the Earl of Harrington about it. They could plan the development and reconstruction of the townhouse together.

      Wonderful, he told the solicitor. I’ll let my solicitor know and you two can handle the details. Charles nodded at him. Thank you for your assistance. With those words he did exit the building and headed home. He had an appointment later with George and they could make their final plans then.

      ***

      Charles tapped his finger on his desk impatiently. Where the bloody hell was George? He was supposed to arrive several hours ago. He sighed and poured a glass of brandy from the decanter on his desk. They would have to discuss his plans for Coventry Club later. He sipped on his brandy and wondered what could have held his friend up. For the life of him he couldn’t discern a reason for George to stay away. His friend never missed an appointment. He was the most reliable man of Charles acquaintance.

      He set his glass down and peered at the deed to his new property. He’d already sent out missives to start the repairs and renovations. In a matter of months, no more than a year, his dream would be a reality. A safe haven for men who had no place else, a den of iniquity for those that needed it, but mostly a place where loyalty would prevail more than anything else.

      The door to his study flew open and George stepped inside. His face lit up with a huge grin as he exclaimed, I’m a father Charles.

      He’d forgotten George’s wife was enceinte. That was a damn good reason for his friend to be late. Now that he realized why he felt like a right arse. Charles reached for a glass and poured two fingers of brandy into it, then handed it to his friend. He lifted his own glass and toasted, To fatherhood. He sipped his brandy, and then asked. "I

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