Can a bluestocking and mathematician admit the truth of their feelings, or will a certain devilish element end a love thatās just begun?
Dive into this tale of gothic mischief, medicine, and murder, and discover the Wakefields, four spinster sisters and the brother whoās determined to see them matched. A DEVILISH ELEMENT by Madelynne Ellis is the first book in the Wooing the Wakefieldās series. Readers of a delicate disposition beware, spicy shenanigans, chemistry, and corpses abound in this tale of gothic Regency romance.
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Remote Cedarton Castle is haunted. Thatās what Eliza Wakefield’s sisters say before she sets off to visit her recently married friend. The crumbling ruin is even more isolated and foreboding than expected. Its inhabitants, a small cluster of Lord Linfieldās closest allies. Moreover, all is not well with the Linfieldās marriage, leading Eliza to fear for her friendās safety and her mind.
Mathematician Jem Whistler is a man caught in a trap. Heās in love with a woman he canāt have and owned by a lord who demands things heād rather not give. Unexpectedly reunited with the woman who owns his heart, he struggles to keep his attachment hidden. When the threat from Cedartonās white lady increases, Jem and Eliza must work together to uncover the true nature of the spectre haunting Cedartonās shadowy halls. Thatās if they can keep their hands off one another long enough to investigate.
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Excerpt
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āThis is you.ā Jane announced at the end of a corridor thick with shadows. She turned the handle of a near invisible door, only for a shadow to bolt across the runner. She shrieked, as if something mightier than a mouse had startled her. One pale hand clutched to her chest. āJane, are youāā āDarned vermin. Iām sorry, Eliza. Iāll have Mrs Honeyfield set more traps and see if we canāt acquire a decent mouser. If you wish to leave in the morning, Iāll completely understand.ā Leave? āDonāt be absurd.ā It would take more than a single mouse to scare her away, especially one so eager to make itself scarce. Though perhaps Cedarton would yield more terrifying visitations, given time. āIām not going anywhere. But tell me, Jane, what necessitates that?ā Her attention, initially drawn by the mouse, had travelled along the runner and discovered a door hidden amidst the gloom, and not just any door, but an iron-pinned monster, secured with a wooden bar and a series of heavy bolts. āAre we expecting invaders?ā āOf course not.ā Jane clasped Elizaās elbow and began to steer her into the Grey room, but Eliza turned away from the unlatched door in favour of the bolted one. LONG EXCERPT #1 āAnother wing?ā She claimed the candlestick from Janeās hand and raised it to make a closer inspection of the iron-pinned monster. It was the strangest of doors to find at the end of an upper wing corridor, its strength more suited to an entrance one wished to defend. The wainscoting ended short of its position, and the grey stone wall amidst which it sat was unadorned by painting or tapestry, but streaked with light-stealing stripes, leading to the impression that a squid-like entity was attempting to squeeze its bulk around the frame. āDonāt you wish to change out of those travel clothes?ā āMomentarily. Whatever is beyond here?ā Jane stayed by the door to the Grey Room as Eliza inched forwards. Now level with the strange door, its proportions were more clearly defined. Eight feet tall at least, and almost the same across. She touched the brickwork, and her fingers came away stained. āSoot?ā āThere was a fire in the past. Thereās nothing beyond now.ā āSo many bolts, there is something.ā āRuins. That is all. It was the Lady Tower, but now itās only a shell. Throw back the bolts if you must. Theyāre a safety measure, as the key is lost, and thereās a sheer drop on the other side.ā Far too intrigued to pass up the invitation, Eliza drew back the bolts, even though it was clear the door predated any fire, and thus its purpose remained obscured. The ancient hinges protested with a whine as she drew the door open, revealing a vast abyss that snuffed the candlelight. Her breath caught, and Jane hurried to her side. āSee, thereās nothing of interest here. Please come away.ā Nothing of interest, and yet Janeās fear was palpable. Also, not strictly true. As Elizaās eyes adjusted to the murk, the shadows yielded the shell of what must once have been the grandest and tallest of Cedartonās towers. Further sooty tendrils reached towards the absent roof, while several storeys below, weeds poked up in inky thickets, and between her and them, the remains of floorboards and charred furniture hung suspended like the tiers of an off-centre wedding cake. āWhat happened?ā Having drunk her fill of the view, Eliza took a step back from the edge. āA fire, some fifty years back. Youāll have to ask Linfield if you desire the full particulars. I donāt know them and donāt care too. I believe the last Lady to live here died in the inferno.ā She shivered and drew her shawl more tightly around her shoulders. So, Carolineās tales of Cedartonās terrible past werenāt entirely unfounded. āIt must have been an inferno indeed. Itās a wonder the rest of the castle was spared.ā Jane shrugged, as if sheād given it no thought, which was practically confirmation that it had weighed on her mind, but Eliza saw no sense in pressing her. Jane would reveal her thoughts in her own time, at her own pace, as had always been her way. Sheād never been one to bleat about a matter until it suited her to do so. āIt wonāt give you sleepless nights, will it? I would spare you that at least, given Cedartonās lack of comforts.ā āJane, you are being too hard on the place. Itās a little gloomy, but far less bleak than youāre making out. In any case, Iām not given to frivolous flights of fantasy. A dark history will not disturb my rest. Come now, show me my room.ā She refastened the bolts, then let Jane lead her into the bedchamber. āSee, this is quite delightful.ā
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About Madelynne Ellis
Madelynne Ellis is a New York Times & USA Today bestselling author. She wrote her first novel after discovering Black Lace Books in the 1990s. After escaping the Hotel California, she dived into storytelling full time. Her books are filled with bisexual bad boys who like to get down and dirty, and stories so angst-filled you know theyāre going to hurt. She lives in the UK near the Welsh border, where you can find her surrounded by books, drinking rapidly cooling decaf coffee, and listening to loud music.
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