The plainest Strickland sister
Part of Those Scandalous Stricklands.
To escape marriage to the newly inherited Earl of Comstock, bookish Charity must find her familyâs missing diamonds.
She meets her match in an intellectual stranger auditing the estateâ¦not knowing he is Lord Comstock himself!
With him, Charity feels differentâeven desirable! But will seizing one night of passion bind her to the very man sheâs determined to avoid?
Those Scandalous Stricklands miniseries
Book 1ââHer Christmas Temptationâ in Regency Christmas Wishes Book 2âA Kiss Away from Scandal Book 3âHow Not to Marry an Earl
âReaders will enjoy the strong characters, swift pace, lively wit and the wickedly fun escapades that stubborn lovers can get into.â
âRT Book Reviews on âHer Christmas Temptationâ in Regency Christmas Wishes
âBook two in Merrillâs series is a triumph. Opposites attract, repel, collide and unite in this thrilling romance.â
âRT Book Reviews on A Kiss Away from Scandal
CHRISTINE MERRILL lives on a farm in Wisconsin, USA, with her husband, two sons and too many petsâall of whom would like her to get off the computer so they can check their email. She has worked by turns in theatre costuming and as a librarian. Writing historical romance combines her love of good stories and fancy dress with her ability to stare out of the window and make stuff up.
Also by Christine Merrill
The Secrets of Wiscombe Chase
The Wedding Game
A Convenient Bride for the Soldier
The de Bryun Sisters miniseries
The Truth About Lady Felkirk
A Ring from a Marquess
Those Scandalous Stricklands miniseries
Regency Christmas Wishes
A Kiss Away from Scandal
How Not to Marry an Earl
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ISBN: 978-1-474-07429-2
HOW NOT TO MARRY AN EARL
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To Caffeine, without whom this book
could not have been written.
Donât ever leave me again.
Chapter One
It seemed as if Miles Strickland had been running for ages. First, it had been from Prudence in Philadelphia, to avoid the plans she had made for them. Then the Shawnee, during his brief idea to go West and seek his fortune.
He had run from the Iroquois on the way back.
He had been two steps from the altar and one step away from debtorsâ prison when the letter had arrived from England and convinced him that his luck had finally turned. His kin had been American far longer than that country had existed and in none of that time had they mentioned the noble family tree they had sprouted from. But now, the British branches had died, leaving him heir to lands and a title.
Visions of wealth and comfort filled his head as he boarded the ship to cross the Atlantic. And then, heâd spoiled it all by actually becoming the Earl of Comstock. Apparently, the English Stricklands were no better off than the Americans. His familyâs debts had been minuscule compared to the ones attached to his new title. And there was no hope in clearing them, since a lord was not supposed to work. Instead, he was expected to collect rent from tenants even poorer than he was and take a seat in a government he knew nothing about. His brother, Edward, had been lucky that the English navy had got to him first. If heâd lived, he would have been press-ganged into Parliament, as Miles had been.