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Passions of Barkham Hall
Alaenys Solyneaux

An Homage Romance
Author Self-Published
May 2022
On Sale: April 20, 2022
Featuring: Jesslynne Ashbyrne; Francesca Cranford; Laurence Thompkin
126 pages
ISBN:
Kindle: B09YLFK4V3
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Romance Historical

“Who can resist a country house in October?” Jesslynne Ashbyrne asks. And where indeed, but Barkham Hall in Dorset. Jesslynne will soon meet her match in a rivalry with the beautiful Francesca Cranford as they vie for the gaze of handsome Laurence Thompkin. Passions explode.
Jesslynne, with the cool gray light of her eyes in the warm shadow of their lashes, touches him like a harmony in music. The beauty and eloquence of her movements arouse him. His eyes follow the flowing lines of her attitude more attentively than his ears follow her words. What a creature— with her strong pulse of life, her gorgeous senses. Yet Jesslynne feels herself sinking into the background of Francesca Cranford’s uniqueness. The girl’s strokes have rhythm; the movements of her body, harmony. Her voice has the sound of half-savage music. Beside her, others seem mere triflers. Francesca’s lips, parted in the ardor of excitement, show a cruel white of teeth.
As the sun goes down through broken clouds into a thundering ocean.
Jesslynne is consoled by the unhesitating strength of the storm. In freeing him, though, had she simply thrust him from her over a precipice? She feels her endurance at snapping point. She yearns only to stand on the rocky point above the tumult of the sea, and shout against the shouting breakers.

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