The Governess's Secret Baby
The Beauty who tamed the Beast…New governess Grace Bertram will do anything to get to know her young daughter Clara. Even if it means working for Clara’s guardian, the reclusive and scarred Nathaniel, Marquess of Ravenwell!Nathaniel believes no woman could ever love a monster like him, until Grace seems to look past his scars to the man beneath... But when he discovers Grace is Clara’s mother, Nathaniel questions his place in this torn-apart family. Could there be a Christmas happy-ever-after for this beauty and the beast?The Governess TalesSweeping romances with fairytale endings!
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The beauty who tamed the beast...
New governess Grace Bertram will do anything to get to know her young daughter, Clara. Even if it means working for Claraâs guardian, the reclusive and scarred Nathaniel, Marquess of Ravenwell!
Nathaniel believes no woman could ever love a monster like him, until Grace seems to look past his scars to the man beneath... But when he discovers Grace is Claraâs mother, Nathaniel questions his place in this torn-apart family. Could there be a Christmas happy-ever-after for this beauty and the beast?
The Governess Tales
Sweeping romances with fairytale endings!
Meet Joanna Radcliff, Rachel Talbot,
Isabel Morton and Grace Bertram.
These four friends grew up together in Madame Duboisâs school for young ladies, where they indulged in midnight feasts, broke the rules and shared their innermost secrets!
But now they are thrust into the real world, and each must adapt to her new life as a governess.
One will rise, one will travel, one will run and one will find her real homeâ¦
And each will meet her soulmate, whoâll give her the happy-ever-after sheâs always dreamt of!
Read Joannaâs story in
The Cinderella Governess
Read Rachelâs story in
Governess to the Sheikh
Read Isabelâs story in
The Runaway Governess
And read Graceâs story in
The Governessâs Secret Baby
All available now!
The Governessâs Secret Baby is book four in The Governess Tales series, but it is a stand-alone story and can be enjoyed even if you havenât read the previous three. If you have read the others, however, you will be pleased to know that the epilogueâan absolute joy to writeâbrings back all three couples from the other linked books to find out what has happened since the end of their stories.
I loved bringing to life the gothic Shiverstone Hall, nestled below Shiver Crag in the Yorkshire Dales, and Nathaniel, its reclusive, scarred and taciturn owner. Only a feisty heroine will do for Nathaniel, and Grace is certainly that: bold, impulsive and determined, but also rootless and plagued with hidden self-doubt.
Enjoy the emotional ups and downs as Grace helps Nathaniel find the courage to embrace life again, and Nathaniel proves to Grace that she is capable of being loved.
JANICE PRESTON grew up in Wembley, North London, with a love of reading, writing stories and animals. In the past she has worked as a farmer, a police call-handler and a university administrator. She now lives in the West Midlands with her husband and two cats and has a part-time job with a weight management counsellor (vainly trying to control her own weight despite her love of chocolate!).
Books by Janice Preston
Mills & Boon Historical Romance
The Governess Tales
The Governessâs Secret Baby
Men About Town
Return of Scandalâs Son
Saved by Scandalâs Heir
Linked by Character
to Men About Town duet
Mary and the Marquis
From Wallflower to Countess
Visit the Author Profile page at millsandboon.co.uk.
To my fellow authors
Georgie Lee, Laura Martin and Liz Tyner: itâs been a pleasure collaborating with you, ladies, and I hope Iâve done justice to your characters in the epilogue.
Contents
Early October 1811
Nathaniel Pembroke, Marquess of Ravenwell, threw a saddle on Zephyrâs back, mounted up, and pointed the black stallionâs head towards the fell, the words of the letter searing his brain and his heart. As Zephyrâs hooves flashed across the ground the tears spilling from Nathanielâs eyes evaporated in the wind and his roar of rage was heard by no man. The fells above Shiverstone Hall were avoided by local villagers and farmers alike, and that was precisely how Nathaniel liked it.
The great blackâs pace flagged and, reluctantly, Nathaniel steadied him to a trot. The anger and the grief burning his chest had not easedâthe hollow place where his shrivelled heart had struggled to survive this past nine years was still there, only now it was cavernous...a vast, stygian void. He should know by now grief could never be outrun. It cleaved to you like lichen clung to the rocks that strewed the dale below.
Hannah. Tears again clouded his vision and he blinked furiously, gazing hopelessly at the gunmetal grey of the sky. Dead. Never again to see his beloved sisterâs face, or to hear her laugh, or to feel the rare human contact of her arms around him, hugging, reassuring. And David, Hannahâs husband of eight years and Nathanielâs loyal and steadfast friend...his only friend. Also gone.
The raw lump in Nathanielâs throat ached unbearably as the words of his motherâs letterâdelivered as he had broken his fast that morningâreverberated through his brain: a carriage accident; Hannah and David both killed outright; little Clara, their two-year-old daughter, the only survivor.
