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Rhapsody and Rebellion by Award-Winning Author @Aubreywynne51 #HistoricalRomance #Regency

Title Rhapsody and Rebellion

Author Aubrey Wynne

Genre Historical Romance/Scottish Regency

Publisher Plato Publishing

Book Blurb

A Scottish legacy... A political rebellion... Two hearts destined to meet...

Raised in his father’s image, the Earl of Stanfeld is practical and disciplined. There are no gray lines interrupting the Gideon’s black and white world. Until his mother has a dream and begs to return to her Highland home.

Alisabeth was betrothed from the cradle. At seventeen, she marries her best friend and finds happiness if not passion. In less than a year, a political rebellion makes her a widow. The handsome English earl arrives a month later and rouses her desire and a terrible guilt.

Crossing the border into Scotland, Gideon finds his predictable world turned upside down. Folklore, legend, and political unrest intertwine with an unexpected attraction to a feisty Highland beauty. When the earl learns of an English plot to stir the Scots into rebellion, he must choose his country or save the clan and the woman who stirs his soul.

Rhapsody and Rebellion is part of the Enduring Legacy with stories by multiple authors in various time periods. Each story includes a descendant of one of the siblings in the prequel.

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This book is also part of Aubrey Wynne’s new Once Upon A Widow series.


Gideon hung his shirt, waistcoat, and breeches across a chair and stepped into the tub. A fire blazed and he wondered again at the chill so early in autumn. What would it be like in the winter?

He let out a soft groan of contentment as the hot water seeped into his tired muscles. Leaning his head back and closing his eyes, the image of Alisabeth’s face greeted him. She was a rare beauty. And the marriage had been arranged. Had she loved him? Had Ian loved her? He knew without doubt she mourned his loss, could read that easily. Still, there must be some special bond between her and the MacNaughtons since she was still here. Unless… Good god, he was codpole. It made perfect sense. She was with child.

He cursed softly. The attraction to her had been immediate and unusual. It hadn’t been just a physical desire that flooded him but something more… She was a conundrum, and he’d always liked puzzles. He’d figure it out—figure her out. Alisabeth, no he preferred Lissie, would be an easily solved mystery.

His mother, on the other hand, was a bit more complicated. Gideon looked forward to observing her over the next month. The transformation already was remarkable. The joy in her expression, the softening of the deep lines that had appeared around her eyes and mouth over the last year, the energy that had returned to her body and spirit. Yes, this would be a rejuvenating trip for Mama. The doctor could not have prescribed a better antidote.

The water had cooled and he reluctantly stood, reaching for the pitchers on the floor to rinse his hair and body. He’d left the towel by the chair and walked across the braided rug, leaving a trail of small puddles behind him. As he wiped himself off, he peered out the windows. Below, Lissie collected herbs from the back garden. Those two hounds now sprawled under an elder tree, watching her as she moved through the rows. He recognized sage and larkspur as she added the former to her basket, bending to give him a view of her handsome backside.

A small boy with bouncing red curls skidded into the garden, causing the dogs to bark and thump their long shaggy tails. Lissie wagged a finger at him in warning, he supposed. It didn’t work. The child threw his arms around her legs, sending the basket into the air. She struggled to catch it, lost her balance and went sprawling into a patch of chamomile. The young boy threw himself on top of her, squealing with delight and inviting the dogs to join in the fray. Her hands covered her face then her stomach as she tried to protect herself first from canine kisses and then from small tickling fingers.

“Brownie, Angus, sit.” The muffled words floated through the closed window. “Gavin, off me now, ye little banshee.”

Much to his surprise, the dogs obeyed though their tails continued to thump, and Brownie, the female, began to howl. Gavin rolled off his mistress and reached out a small grubby hand to help her up. She said something to him, which made him grin, and they both retrieved the herbs that had spilled from the woven basket. Lissie tousled the boy’s hair then froze. Slowly, she raised her head and their eyes met.

Her tawny orbs were bright even from this distance. He smiled, hoping she didn’t think he was eavesdropping. Her eyes grew wide. Concerned, Gideon pushed open one leaded pane to ask if there was a problem. The fresh air hit his bare chest and he froze. Tarnation! Horrified, he looked down at the droplets clinging to his dark chest hair and clenched the towel in his fingers. The windowsill covered his lower half but only began at the hips. When he looked back toward the garden, Lissie was herding the boy and the dogs along the path. Before she disappeared around the elder tree, she peeked over her shoulder and gave him a mischievous grin. He grinned back.

The alluring Alisabeth: baker, gardener, caretaker of dogs and hooligan children, widow. She’d stoked his curiosity. Did she stay out of duty to the chieftan and the possibility of carrying an heir? Or did she long to be with her own kin but forced to remain here because of the unborn child? Gideon knew Ian was to inherit the MacNaughton lands and the majority of the mill. The girl would be swimming in lard if it were a boy. Otherwise, it would go to his cousin Lachlan. Yet he did not get the impression that wealth was important to her. He’d get to know her better before he made a sound judgment. But if Lissie was as guileless as she was enchanting, he would make sure she was taken care even if she had a daughter.

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Author Biography

Bestselling and award-winning author Aubrey Wynne resides in the Midwest with her husband, dogs, horses, mule and barn cats. She is an elementary teacher by trade, champion of children and animals by conscience, and author by night. Obsessions include history, travel, trail riding and all things Christmas.

Her short stories, Merry Christmas, Henry and Pete's Mighty Purty Privies have won Readers Choice Awards. Dante's Gift and Paper Love received the 2016 Golden Quill, Aspen Gold, Heart of Excellence and the Gayle Wilson Award of Excellence.

In addition to her Chicago Christmas novellas, Aubrey will launch a new Regency series, Once Upon a Widow, in 2018. The Wicked Earls’ Club will release again in 2019. Wynne’s medieval fantasy series, A Medieval Encounter, will continue in 2109, winner of the NTRWA Great Expectations

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