A Winters Disgrace by Kathleen Buckley
About Author Kathleen Buckley…
After a career spanning customer service, light bookkeeping, working as a paralegal, and a stint as a security officer, Kathleen Buckley began to write as a second career, rather than as a hobby. Her first historical romance was penned after she wondered if she could do something like Georgette Heyer’s Georgian period romances. Apparently she could, as her twelfth novel was released in 2026.
She lives in Albuquerque, New Mexico with several cats to whom she talks and is, of course, working on her thirteenth book. Her hobbies are reading (mostly historical fiction and mysteries), testing 18th century recipes (usually baked goods and sweets), playing a simple computer game, and attending an exercise class.
This is a spotlight on “A Winter’s Disgrace” by Kathleen Buckley
A Winter’s Disgrace Blurb
Cyprian, a marquess’s heir, will not let his mother choose his next bride. Leaving a house party in a blizzard to avoid her stratagems, he finds a woman trudging half frozen toward the London road.
Rosamund fled disgrace hoping to reach the one person who might shelter her, but even if she reaches a coaching inn, she has too little coin to reach London. When a gentleman offers to take her to the nearest inn, can she trust him or will it lead to worse than lying down to sleep in a freezing thicket?
The marquess will ensure his heir does not marry a woman with no dowry or connections…by any means necessary.
What Readers can expect fromA Winter’s Disgrace
I write romantic suspense/mystery set in the mid-1700s. They contain some morally gray characters, crime and skulduggery, and mild bad language. You could hear worse on a middle-school playground. There is always a romance as a subplot that is woven into the mystery but no explicit sex.
Women forced by circumstance to step outside the role allotted to them by the mores of the time, secrets and scandals concealed or known, class conflict, and family conflict with parents attempting to exert control over their adult children are frequent themes in my works.
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An excerpt fromA Winter’s Disgrace…
By the time he had gone three miles, snow was pelting him and the world was gray and white. With fingers growing stiff inside his gloves, he brushed flakes out of his eyes and wished he had a muffler such as he had seen coachmen wear in cold weather to keep his nose and the lower part of his face warm.
Ahead a billow of red against the carpet of white captured his attention: someone trudging along the road. The figure was almost certainly a woman as red was so popular a color for their cloaks. At her ambling gait, faster than a walk, Brown Bess was catching up to her rapidly.
A mantle swathed her head and shoulders. She must have been away from home on some errand and been surprised by the sudden snowfall, as he had. The basket or bag she carried accounted for her dragging steps, unless she was old. Any able-bodied person would be hurrying to reach shelter.
As he approached, he recognized her burden was a valise, an odd thing for a countrywoman to possess. Her head turned, warned at last by the sound of hooves. The hope in her face died at seeing a horseman. Perhaps she had hoped for a wagon. He was close enough now to see the quality of both cloak and mantle. Not a farm wife, then.
