Brighter than the Sun (Lyndon Family Saga Series #2)

Brighter than the Sun (Lyndon Family Saga Series #2)

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by Julia Quinn
     
 

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Charles Wycombe, the dashing - if incorrigible - Earl of Billington, needs a bride before his upcoming 30th birthday, if he hopes to earn his inheritance. The vicar′s vivacious, determined daughter, Miss Eleanor Lyndon, needs a new home, since her father′s insufferable fiancee is making her old one intolerable.

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Charles Wycombe, the dashing - if incorrigible - Earl of Billington, needs a bride before his upcoming 30th birthday, if he hopes to earn his inheritance. The vicar′s vivacious, determined daughter, Miss Eleanor Lyndon, needs a new home, since her father′s insufferable fiancee is making her old one intolerable. Destinly has brought Charles and Ellie together - though their match at the outset appears to have been made somewhere rather hotter than heaven

Product Details

ISBN-13:
9780380789344
Publisher:
HarperCollins Publishers
Publication date:
07/28/2004
Series:
Lyndon Family Saga Series, #2
Pages:
384
Sales rank:
267,963
Product dimensions:
4.18(w) x 6.75(h) x 0.96(d)

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Chapter One

Kent, England
October 1817

Eleanor Lyndon was minding her own business when Charles Wycombe, Earl of Billington, fell quite literally — into her life.

She was walking along, whistling a happy tune and keeping her mind busy by trying to estimate the yearly profit of the East & West Sugar Company (of which she owned several shares) when to her great surprise, a man came crashing down from the sky and landed at, or to be more precise — on her feet.

Further inspection revealed that the man in question had fallen not from the sky but from a large oak tree. Ellie, whose life had grown decidedly dull in the last year or so, would have almost preferred that he had fallen from the sky It certainly would have been more exciting than from a mere tree.

She pulled her left foot out from underneath the man's shoulder, hiked her skirts above her ankles to save them from the dirt, and crouched down. "Sir?" she inquired. "Are you all right?"

All he said was, "Ow."

"Oh, dear," she murmured. "You haven't broken any bones, have you?"

He didn't say anything, just let out a long breath. Ellie lurched back when the fumes hit her. "Sweet heavens " she muttered, "You smell as if you've imbibed a winery."

"Whishkey," he slurred in response. "A gennleman drinks whishkey."

"Not this much whiskey," she retorted. "Only a drunk drinks this much of anything."

He sat up — clearly with difficulty, and shook his head as if to clear it. "Exactly it," he said, waving his hand through the air, then wincing when the action made him dizzy. "I'm a bit drunk, I'mafraid."

Effie decided to refrain from further comment on that topic. "Are you certain you're not injured?"

He scratched his reddish-brown hair and blinked. "My head pounds like the devil."

"I suspect that isn't only from the fall."

He tried to get up, weaved, and sat back down "You're a sharp-tongued lass."

"Yes, I know," she said with a wry smile. "It's why I'm a long-toothed spinster. Now then, I can't very well see to your injuries if I don't know what they are."

"Efficient, too," he murmured. "An' why are you so certain I've got an injurty, er, injury?"

Ellie looked up into the tree. The nearest branch which would have supported his weight was a good fifteen feet up. "I don't see how you could have fallen so far and not been injured."

He waved her comments aside and tried to rise again. "Yes, well, we Wycombes are a hardy lot. It'd take more than a —Sweet merciful Christ!" He howled.

Ellie tried her best not to sound smug when she said, "An ache? A pain? A sprain, perhaps."

His brown eyes narrowed as he clutched the trunk of the tree for support. "You are a hard, cruel woman, Miss whatever-your-name-is, to take such pleasure in my agony."

Ellie coughed to cover a giggle. "Mr. Whosis, I must protest and point out that I tried to tend to your injuries, but you insisted you didn't have any."

He scowled in a very boyish sort of way and sat back down. "That's Lord Whosis," he muttered.

"Very well, my lord," she said, hoping that she hadn't irritated him overmuch. A peer of the realm held much more power than a vicar's daughter, and he could make her life miserable if he chose. She gave up all hope of keeping her dress clean and sat down in the dirt. "Which ankle pains you, my lord?"

He pointed to his right ankle, and then grimaced when she lifted it in her hands. After a moment's examination, she looked up and said in her most polite voice, "I am going to have to remove your boot, my lord. Would that be permissible?"

"I liked you better when you were spitting fire," he muttered.

Ellie liked herself better that way, too. She smiled. "Have you a knife?"

He snorted. "If you think I'm going to put a weapon in your hands..."

"Very well. I suppose I could just pull the boot off.

She cocked her head and pretended to ponder the matter. "It might hurt just a bit when it gets stuck on your hideously swollen ankle, but as you pointed out, you come from hardy stock, and a man should be able to take a little pain."

'What the devil are you talking about?"

Ellie stared to pull at his boot. Not hard — she could never be that cruel. Tugging just enough to demonstrate that the boot wasn't coming off his foot through ordinary means, she held her breath.

He yelled, and Ellie wished she hadn't tried to teach him a lesson, because she ended up with a face full of whiskey fumes.

"How much did you drink?" she demanded, gasping for air.

"Not nearly enough," he groaned. "They haven't invented a drink strong enough"

"Oh, come now," Effie snapped. "I'm not that bad."

To her surprise, he laughed. "Sweetheart," he said in a tone that told her clear as day that his usual occupation was rake, "you're the least bad thing that has happened to me in months."

Ellie felt an odd sort of tingling on the back of her neck at his clumsy compliment. Thankful that her large bonnet hid her blush, she focused her attention back on his ankle. "Have you changed your mind about my cutting your boot?"

His answer was the knife he placed in her palm. "I always knew there was some reason I carried one of these things around. I just never knew what it was until today."

The knife was a bit dull, and soon Ellie was gritting her teeth as she sawed through his boot.

Meet the Author

Julia Quinn is the New York Times bestselling author of twenty-five novels for Avon Books, and one of only sixteen authors ever to be inducted in the Romance Writers of America Hall of Fame. She lives in the Pacific Northwest with her family.

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Brighter Than the Sun (Lyndon Family Saga Series #2) 4.2 out of 5 based on 1 ratings. 78 reviews.
Guest More than 1 year ago
Julia Quinn never fails to incorporate a great deal of humor and sardonic comments in her books, while each one has a feministic pull and still has that heart wrenching romance that every romance reader strives to find. This book is very fast paced - truthfully, the 1st and 2nd chapters are my favorite. I was immediately hooked. The bad thing about the beginning of this book being as such, it tends to make it feel like it's missing something towards the end, like it slows down. However, this does not take away from the greatness of this book. I admit to being a tad sensitive, but this book did make me cry, the love between the two charactors being so strong. I am a big fan of Julia Quinn, and in saying so, I think she's written books better than this, as well as worse. I reccommened this!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This book was one of my favorites. It is something one could see occurring during times of the arranged marriages. The least likely turns out to be your best option when given the chance. So do this book the favor of giving it a chance on it's own story, not one you think you should expect to see but rather one you can enjoy as you see.
snow-white More than 1 year ago
This book had me cracking up one second, and wiping away tears the next. It was so funny and romantic...definitely one of Julia Quinn's best works. I'll always have a place in my heart for Ellie and Charles.
Guest More than 1 year ago
Here's another bright Julia Quinn regency romance full of lively characters, intriguing situations and humor! I could not put it down! This has to be one of her best novels.
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It was great!
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If you are new to julia quinn, I dont recommend starting with this one. I found it a little boring. You cant go wrong with the bridgerton series. Although I didnt caremuch for this book, julia quinn is by far one of my favorite authors.
Vaoldster More than 1 year ago
Entertaining light romance.
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