Cover Reveal Only Seduction Will Do by Jenna Jaxon and Giveaway

It’s Cover Reveal day, and what a Cover! I loved all the Series cover, and this last one is no exception!

The book is Only Seduction Will Do by Jenna Jaxon, and Historical Novel.


“Won’t you come to bed, my lord?”

In a vulnerable moment, Alethea Forsythe allows herself to be seduced by a married peer.  Now she is with child—and without recourse.  Her reputation will soon be in tatters and she will be forced to wed a stranger—unless she takes matters into her own hands.

When Jack Fitzwilliam, the Earl of Manning, is summoned from the House of Pleasure on a matter of importance, he hardly expects to receive a marriage proposal. He’s long been aware of Alethea’s infatuation with him, but at twenty-three, taking on an expectant bride is not in his plans.  Yet the desperation in the lady’s lovely eyes overrides his misgivings.

Alethea would not have believed it possible for a man to be too chivalrous. But though her new husband is perfectly amicable in public, he insists they maintain separate quarters. Desperate to possess his heart and prove herself a wife in every way, she boldly reaches out to Jack. And as their unexpected connection between silken sheets is tested by jealousy and misfortune, Jack must decide where honor ends…and true passion begins . .

AMAZON PRE-ORDER LINK:  https://www.amazon.com/Only-Seduction-Will-House-Pleasure-ebook/dp/B075HY5WPW

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Dressed in her favorite deep green and cream waterfall gown, Alethea bit her lips as Eithne poured tea in the pretty little parlor she called her sanctuary. The pink and green covered furniture, frilled with bows and ruffles wherever they could be attached, always seemed the complete opposite of her cousin’s personality. A more down-to-earth woman you wouldn’t find in the length and breadth of England. More at home on a horse than in a room such as this. Indeed, her cousin had just returned from a long ride in the park and was dressed in a severely cut black riding habit.

“I was so sorry you were unwell again, Alethea, and so couldn’t accompany Braeton and myself. I know how you love to ride. You haven’t seemed to have ridden much since the fall.” Her cousin dropped a lump of sugar into her tea, then sipped and sighed, a smile on her lips. “I have quite come to enjoy this English blend of tea. I never thought I would change from the blend my mother always used. This smoky flavor, however, is quite delicious. Don’t you agree?”

Alethea took a small sip, waited to see if it would settle well in her stomach, then relaxed when it did no more than warm her. “Yes, it is very good.”

“You’ve neglected to put in sugar, my dear. And you with a sweet tooth from the cradle.” Eithne grasped a small square of moist fruit cake and popped it into her mouth.

Shuddering, Alethea sipped again. “I seem to have taken sweets in dislike these days.” The very smell of sugar would sometimes cause her stomach to roil.

“Too much indulgence over the Christmas holiday I suppose.” Eithne eyed her, brows drawing down. “Pray do tell me you are not sickening with anything. We are about to go into Kent until spring, but if you need a doctor, my dear, I shall call Pritchett directly.”

“No, that will not be necessary, cousin.” Alethea set her cup down and laced her fingers together. Gathering courage. “I do think there is something you should know, however.”

Eithne looked up from the tea tray she’d been contemplating. Snaring a cherry tart, she bit it in two, the cherry juice staining her lips dark red. “What is that, my dear?”

The words wanted to stick in Alethea’s throat, but she forced them out. “I fear I am increasing.”

Cherry tart exploded from Eithne’s mouth, raining bits of cherries and crust on her black habit, the tea tray, and the floor around her. “You’re what?”

Alethea winced at the deafening screech.

“You cannot be with child, Alethea. You have not been with a—” She stopped mid-sentence, her eyes narrowing. “When did it happen?”

“At the Hunt Ball,” Alethea whispered, trying to make herself small as possible.

“Who? Who was it? Braeton will have his guts for garters.”

“I won’t tell you.” Alethea raised her chin. She’d already settled this point with herself, and determined she wanted no one to know the identity of the father and thereby the extent of her folly. A promise she wanted to keep above all else.

Wiping the sticky mess from her clothing, Eithne drew her mouth into a tight pucker, looking like she’d bitten into a sour lemon. “You will tell me, girl, and quickly. The sooner we know, the sooner you can marry and no one need know a thing. Babies often come early and if you’re already married it will matter much less to the ton.”

“I cannot marry him.”


Jenna Jaxon is a multi-published author of historical romance in all time periods because, she says, “passion is timeless.”  She has been reading and writing historical romance since she was a teenager.  A romantic herself, Jenna has always loved a dark side to the genre, a twist, suspense, a surprise.  She tries to incorporate all of these elements into her own stories. She’s a theatre director when she’s not writing and lives in Gloucester, Virginia with her family, including two very vocal cats.

Jenna is a PAN member of Romance Writers of America as well as an active member of Chesapeake Romance Writers, her local chapter of RWA. She has three series currently available: The House of Pleasure, set in Georgian England, Handful of Hearts, set in Regency England, and Time Enough to Love, set in medieval England and France. This March Kensington Publishing will release the first book The Widows’ Club series, To Woo A Wicked Widow in both print and ebook.

She currently writes to support her chocolate habit.

BLOG:  https://jennajaxon.wordpress.com/

TWITTER: https://twitter.com/Jenna_Jaxon

FACEBOOK:  https://www.facebook.com/pages/Jenna-Jaxon/146857578723570


Jenna is offering an e-copy of Only A Mistress Will Do to one commenter who says they want the book! Drop those comments!!!


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