James, Earl of Crofton by Rebecca Cohen
Cover Artist: Garrett Leigh, Black Jazz Design
Release Date: April 10, 2020
Length: Novel / ~86,000 words
Pairing / Genre(s) / Keyword(s): M/M Historical Romance
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James Redbourn, Viscount of Crofton, enjoys all the pleasures King Charles II’s Restoration court affords him. His encounter with the enigmatic Chivalrous Highwayman in Epping Forest, sets the court aflame. Tales of the charming rogue treating his latest victim with his usual gentle hand has ladies’ fans quivering with every whisper.
While the Chivalrous Highwayman is a delicious fantasy, it is the intriguing Adam Dowson, the son of one of the greatest Cavalier generals, who is firing James’s daytime desires. Their friendship might be growing stronger, but Adam seems to be one of the few men who is impervious to James’s charms, no matter how hard James tries.
When James’s father become deathly ill, James races home. He is ill-prepared to become the 4th Earl of Crofton, and his father’s vague but dire warnings on his deathbed only make matters worse. Now the earl, James must discover what is happening at Crofton Hall that had troubled his father so deeply.
James turns to Adam for help. Despite Adam’s own secrets, James trusts him. James hopes he’s not making a mistake, risking his family estate, and his already bruised heart. Together, they need to work to clear out the rotten core at Crofton Hall, and along the way secure a happy future for them both.
Marchent didn’t appear to have any concerns about James not being there to greet him, not when a beautiful young woman was keeping him company. She wasn’t the same lady James had seen Marchent with before his recent visit to Crofton Hall. She kissed Marchent on his cheek and hurried away. Marchent wasn’t a small man, and seeing him give her a little wave as she departed made James snigger.
“Good afternoon, Your Grace. I see you are continuing your quest to make sure every lady in the land is suitably cared for.”
“Ah, Crofton. I heard you were accosted by the Chivalrous Highwayman. Did you finally meet someone who did not fall for your charms?”
“You are merely jealous that I warranted the attention of the man the whole country is talking about.”
Marchent slapped him warmly on the back. “I hate to tell you this, my friend, but I believe his interest was for your coin purse.”
“If that helps you sleep at night, then please continue to think so. But we should hurry, if we are not to miss the start of the play.”
REBECCA COHEN spends her days dreaming of a living in a Tudor manor house, or a Georgian mansion. Alas, the closest she comes to this is through her characters in her historical romance novels. She also dreams of intergalactic adventures and fantasy realms, but because she’s not yet got her space or dimensional travel plans finalised, she lives happily in leafy Hertfordshire, England, with her husband and young son. She can often be found with a pen in one hand and sloe gin with lemon tonic in the other.
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