The Truth about Lord Stoneville (Hellions of Halstead Hall Series #1) [NOOK Book]

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 HELLIONS OF HALSTEAD HALL

They're the scandalous Sharpes, five hell-raising siblings tainted by a shocking family legacy. Now each faces a daunting ultimatum: marry by year's end -- or kiss their inheritance good-bye.

In the two decades since a tragic "accident" took the lives of his parents, Oliver Sharpe, the Marquess of Stoneville, has survived the scandal ...
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 HELLIONS OF HALSTEAD HALL

They're the scandalous Sharpes, five hell-raising siblings tainted by a shocking family legacy. Now each faces a daunting ultimatum: marry by year's end -- or kiss their inheritance good-bye.

In the two decades since a tragic "accident" took the lives of his parents, Oliver Sharpe, the Marquess of Stoneville, has survived the scandal surrounding that fateful night by living as an unrepentant rakehell. And with his grandmother vowing to disinherit him if he doesn't settle down and wed, he plans to fulfill the bargain in true Sharpe style -- by bringing home a fake fiancée from a brothel! But his scheme is derailed when he rescues an American beauty in a dire predicament instead. Maria Butterfield came to London to track down her groom-to-be, who's gone missing, but her engagement won't stop Oliver from getting what he wants: her, in his bed. His rebellious masquerade may call his grandmother's bluff , but it's soon made all too real -- by a love that tempts him to be a hellion no more.
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Children of parents who died in a notorious murder-suicide, the five Sharpe siblings have been behaving outrageously for years. Their grandmother threatens to cut them out of her will unless they settle down and marry within the year, so the eldest, Oliver, Marquess of Stoneville, hatches the perfect plan. Unfortunately, he brings home an American heiress in search of her missing fiancé as his "betrothed" instead of the doxy he'd intended. Reprising a charming reprobate from her "School for Heiresses" series as her hero, Jeffries has launched a another sparkling series with winning potential. VERDICT Lively repartee, fast action, luscious sensuality, and an abundance of humor make the first installment of the "Hellions of Halstead Hall" essential for libraries. Jeffries (Wed Him Before You Bed Him) lives in North Carolina.
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  • ISBN-13: 9781439167564
  • Publisher: Pocket Books
  • Publication date: 1/19/2010
  • Series: Hellions of Halstead Hall Series , #1
  • Sold by: SIMON & SCHUSTER
  • Format: eBook
  • Pages: 416
  • Sales rank: 2,012
  • File size: 4 MB

Meet the Author

Sabrina Jeffries is the New York Times bestselling author of thirty-eight novels and nine works of short fiction (some written under the pseudonyms Deborah Martin and Deborah Nicholas). Whatever time not spent writing in a coffee-fueled haze of dreams and madness is spent traveling with her husband and adult autistic son or indulging in one of her passions—jigsaw puzzles, chocolate, and music. With more than 7 million books in print in eighteen different languages, the North Carolina author never regrets tossing aside a budding career in academics for the sheer joy of writing fun fiction, and hopes that one day a book of hers will end up saving the world. She always dreams big.
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Chapter One


Ealing
1825

Oliver stared out the window of the library at Halstead Hall. The dreary winter day further depressed his spirits as he fought to shove his painful memories back into the stout strongbox in which he kept them. It was so much harder here than in town, where he could lose himself in wenches and wine.

Not that he could lose himself for long. Though the scandal was nineteen years old, there were still whispers of it wherever he went.

Gran had told the guests that night that Mother had gone to the hunting lodge to be alone and had fallen asleep. Awakened by sounds of what she thought was an intruder, she'd panicked and shot him, only to discover that the man was her husband. Then, in her shock and grief, Mother had turned the pistol on herself.

It was a flimsy tale at best to cover up a murder and a suicide, and the whispers never quite subsided since the guests had been eager to speculate on the truth. Gran had ordered him and his siblings not to speak of it to anyone, even each other, from that day forward.

She'd said it was to stifle the gossip, but he'd often wondered if it was because she blamed him for what happened. Otherwise, why reverse her decree in recent months to question him about the quarrel between him and Mother that night? He hadn't answered, of course. The very thought of telling her turned his stomach.

Whirling away from the window, he paced beside the table where his siblings sat waiting for Gran. This was precisely why he avoided Halstead Hall -- it always put him in a maudlin mood.

Why in God's name had Gran asked to have her blasted meeting out here? He'd kept the place shut up for years. It stank of must and rot, and was chilly as the Arctic besides. The only room lacking dust covers was the study where his steward did the work of running the estate. They'd had to remove the covers in here just to have this meeting, which Gran could have held perfectly well at her house in town.

Normally, he would refuse her request that they troop out to his neglected estate. But ever since his brother Gabriel's accident three days ago, he and his siblings had been skating on thin ice with her. That was made more than clear by Gran's uncharacteristic silence about it. Something was afoot, and Oliver suspected it wouldn't be to their liking.

"How's your shoulder?" his sister Minerva asked Gabe.

"How do you think?" Gabe grumbled. He wore a sling over his rumpled black riding coat, and his ash-brown hair was mussed as usual. "Hurts like the devil."

"Don't snap at me. I'm not the one who nearly got myself killed."

At twenty-eight, Minerva was the middle sibling -- four years younger than Jarret, the second oldest; two years older than Gabe; and four years older than Celia, the baby. But as the eldest girl, she tended to mother the others.

She even looked like their mother -- all creamy skin and gold-streaked brown hair, with ivy-green eyes like Gabe's. There was virtually no resemblance between those two and Oliver, who'd inherited the coloring of their half-Italian father -- dark eyes, dark hair, dark skin. And a dark heart to match.

"You're lucky Lieutenant Chetwin pulled back in time," Celia pointed out to Gabe. She was a slightly paler version of Oliver, as if someone had added a dollop of cream to her coloring, and her eyes were hazel. "He's rumored to have more bravery than sense."

"Then he and Gabe make a good pair," Oliver growled.

"Lay off of him, will you?" Jarret told Oliver. Closest to being a blend of their parents, he had black hair but bluegreen eyes and no trace of Oliver's Italian features. "You've been ragging him ever since that stupid carriage race. He was drunk. It's a state you ought to be familiar with."

Oliver whirled on Jarret. "Yes, but you were not drunk, yet you let him -- "

"Don't blame Jarret," Gabe put in. "Chetwin challenged me to it. He would have branded me a coward if I'd refused."

"Better a coward than dead." Oliver had no tolerance for such idiocy. Nothing was worth risking one's life for -- not a woman, not honor, and certainly not reputation. A pity that he hadn't yet impressed that upon his idiot brothers.

Gabe, of all people, ought to know better. The course he'd run was the most dangerous in London. Two large boulders flanked the path so closely that only one rig could pass between them, forcing a driver to fall back at the last minute to avoid being dashed on the rocks. Many was the time drivers pulled out too late.

The sporting set called it "threading the needle." Oliver called it madness. Chetwin had pulled back, yes. But Gabe's rig had caught the edge of one boulder, breaking off a wheel and subsequently turning the phaeton into a tangle of splintered wood, torn leather, and twisted metal. Thank God the horses had survived, and Gabe had been lucky to get out of it with just a broken collarbone.

"Chetwin insulted more than just me, you know." Gabe thrust out his chin. "He said I wouldn't race him because I was a coward like Mother, shooting at shadows." Anger tinged his voice. "He called her the Halstead Hall Murderess."

The familiar slur made the others stiffen and Oliver grit his teeth. "She's been dead for years. She doesn't need you to defend her honor."

A stony look crossed Gabe's face. "Someone's got to. You won't."

Damned right he wouldn't. She'd done the unthinkable. He could never forgive her for that. Or himself for letting it happen.

The door opened and their grandmother entered, followed by the family solicitor, Elias Bogg. They collectively sucked in a breath. The presence of an attorney boded ill.

As Bogg took a seat, Gran stopped at the head of the table, a look of utter weariness etching lines in her already fully etched face. A new sort of guilt stabbed Oliver. She looked even older than her seventy-one years these days, as if the weight of her responsibilities had stooped her shoulders and shortened her height.

He'd tried persuading her to step down as head of the brewery that their grandfather had founded. She needed to hire a manager, but she refused. She liked the work, she said. What was she to do, stay in the country and embroider? Then she would laugh at the idea of a brewer's widow doing embroidery.

Perhaps she had reason to laugh. Hester "Hetty" Plumtree was what many would call "common." Her parents had kept the tavern where she'd met her husband, and the two of them had turned Plumtree Brewery into an empire big enough to afford the finest schools for Oliver's mother, Prudence. Big enough to enable Prudence to snare an impoverished marquess for a husband.

Gran always reveled in the fact that her daughter had managed an alliance with one of the oldest branches of English aristocracy. But she could never hide the taint of "trade" clinging to her own skirts. It crept out at odd moments -- when she enjoyed a spot of ale with her dinner or laughed at a bawdy joke.

Still, she was determined that her grandchildren become what she could not: true aristocrats. Gran hated their tendency to outrage the society that regarded them as the ne'er-do-well spawn of a scandalous couple. Due to her struggle to move her family up in the world, she felt entitled to see the fruits of that labor in good marriages and fine great-grandchildren, and it angered her that none of her grandchildren were rushing to accommodate her.

Oliver supposed she had some right to feel that way. Though she'd often been absent during their youth, busy running Plumtree Brewery after her husband died, she was the closest thing to a mother the younger ones had ever had. That was why they adored her.

As did he, when he wasn't fighting with her over money.

"Sit down, Oliver." She fixed him with her sharp blue gaze. "Your pacing makes me nervous."

He stopped pacing, but didn't sit.

With a frown, she squared her shoulders. "I have made a decision about you children," she said, as if they were still in leading strings. She scanned the room, her voice growing steely as she said, "It is high time you settled down. So I am giving you a year, during which matters will remain as they are. Then I mean to cut you off -- every single one of you. You will be cut out of my will, as well." She ignored their collective gasp. "Unless..." She paused for effect.

Oliver ground his teeth. "Unless what?"

Her gaze turned to him. "Unless you marry."

He should have expected this. At thirty-five, he was well past the age when most men of rank took wives. Gran often bemoaned the fact that there was still no heir to the title, but who in their right mind would want to see this benighted line continue? His parents had married for money, and the result had been disaster. No matter how low Oliver's finances sank, he wasn't about to repeat the error.

Gran knew how he felt, and for her to use his siblings to ensure that he danced to her tune was a painful betrayal.

"You would leave my brothers and sisters destitute just to get me leg-shackled?" he bit out.

"You misunderstand," she said coolly. "When I say 'you,' I mean the whole lot of you." She turned her gaze to include his brothers and sisters. "You must all marry before the year is out, or say good-bye to your inheritance. What is more, I will let my lease on the town house lapse, since I only stay there because the girls are there. There will be no dowries for them, and I will no longer foot the bill for Gabe and Jarret's bachelor quarters in London and the stabling of their horses. If you five do not marry, that is the end of my support. You will be Oliver's responsibility and Oliver's alone."

Oliver groaned. The cumbersome estate he'd inherited scraped by, but it was far from self-sufficient.

Gabe shot up from the table. "Gran, you can't do that! Where will the girls live? Where will Jarret and I live?"

"Here at Halstead Hall, I suppose," she said with no apparent remorse.

Oliver scowled at her. "You know perfectly well that's impossible. I would have to open the place up."

"And God forbid he do that," Jarret said, with a note of sarcasm. "Besides, he's got the income from the estate to support him. So even if the rest of us do as you ask, he doesn't have to, so we'll be penalized when he refuses."

"Those are my terms," she said coldly. "They are not negotiable, my boy."

No matter what Jarret thought, Gran had to know that Oliver wouldn't let his siblings suffer. She'd finally found a way to make them toe her line: use their affection for each other, the one constant in their lives.

It was brilliant. It was diabolical. And probably the only scheme that would work.

Jarret might tell her to go to hell if it were only him involved, but he wouldn't sentence his sisters to live as spinsters or governesses. Minerva, who made a bit of money from her books, might thumb her nose at Gran's terms and attempt to live off her earnings, but she also wouldn't sentence the others to poverty.

Each of them would worry about the others. Which meant they would all feel compelled to do as she commanded, even Oliver.

"You could make this place self-sufficient if you wanted," she pointed out. "Perhaps if the five of you split the duties of running it..." She paused to shoot Oliver an arch glance. "Or if your brother took more of an interest in it, instead of leaving it to his steward and spending his days wenching and drinking, it might bring in enough to keep you all comfortable."

Oliver suppressed a hot retort. She knew why he could barely stand the sight of the place. Father had married Mother for her money so he could save the precious family seat, and Oliver would be damned if he let this blasted estate and everything it represented destroy him as it had his parents.

"I happen to know," Gran went on, "that Oliver sold the last unentailed piece of family property to pay off several debts that you gentlemen jointly accumulated, since I refused to cover them. There is little left to sell that is not entailed. You need what I can provide, if you are to continue to live comfortably."

Deuce take her for being right. With the town house and his brothers' lodgings gone, his siblings would have no choice but to move in here. Even Oliver was without a place at present -- the property in Acton that she'd spoken of had been his home until recently. He'd been staying with his brothers while he figured out what to do. But he hadn't planned on having the estate support them all, as well as his brothers' future wives and children.

No wonder Gran had managed to run a brewery with such success for the past twenty-two years. She was a Machiavelli in skirts.

"So who would inherit Plumtree Brewery?" he asked. "Do you mean to say you wouldn't leave it to Jarrett, as Grandfather wanted?"

"I'd leave it to your cousin Desmond."

As Jarret groaned, Minerva cried, "You can't leave it to Desmond. He'll run it into the ground!"

Gran shrugged. "What do I care? I will be dead. And if you won't take the necessary measures to make sure that it stays in your family, then it really doesn't matter where it goes, does it?"

Celia rose in protest. "Gran, you know what Desmond will do. He'll hire children and work them to death." Celia volunteered with a charity that fought to improve child labor laws -- it was her passion. "Look at how he runs his mills. You can't leave it to him."

"I can leave it to whomever I please," Gran said, her eyes cold as slate.

Surely she was bluffing. She hated Desmond as much as the rest of them.

Still, she'd never been the bluffing sort. "I suppose you've chosen our mates for us, too," Oliver said bitterly.

"No. I leave that to you. But you will not settle down unless I force your hand; I have indulged you all too long. It is time you do your part for the family, which means providing the next generation to carry on my legacy."

Celia dropped heavily into her seat. "It's not as if Minerva and I can just pick a husband at whim. A man has to propose marriage. What if no one does?"

Gran rolled her eyes. "You're both lovely ladies who turn heads wherever you go. If you, Celia, would stop trouncing your brothers' friends in shooting matches, one of them would probably offer for you in a trice. And if Minerva would stop writing those ghastly Gothic novels -- "

"I won't do that," Minerva protested.

"At least take a pen name. I don't see why you must go about acknowledging the fact that you are the author of such disreputable stories, scandalizing everyone you meet."

Her gaze shifted to Jarret and Gabe. "As for you two, you could actually attend a ball occasionally. Jarret, you do not have to spend every night in the gaming hells, and Gabe..." She let out a weary sigh. "If you would only stop racing any fool who challenges you, you might have the time to seek out a bride. You lads are perfectly capable of enticing respectable women to marry you. You never seem to have trouble coaxing whores and actresses into your beds."

"Oh, God," Gabe muttered, his ears turning pink. It was one thing to bed a whore and quite another to have one's grandmother remark upon it.

She fixed Oliver with a steady look. "And we all know that your brother has a considerable advantage: his title."

"And the trade of title for money ended so well for our parents," Oliver said sarcastically. "I can see why you're eager for me to repeat the transaction."

When pain slashed over her face, he ignored the twinge of guilt in his chest. If she meant to force them into this, then she'd have to accept the consequences.

His mother's last words to him clamored in his brain. You're a disgrace to this family....

A chill coursed down his spine. Abruptly he walked to the door and opened it. "May I have a private word with you in the hall, Gran?"

One gray brow flicked upward. "If you wish."

As soon as they were away from the others, Oliver faced her down. "Inflicting me as a husband on some hapless woman won't change anything."

"Are you sure?" Gran met his gaze steadily, her blue eyes softening. "You are better than this aimless life you lead, Oliver."

God, if she only knew. "This is what I am. It's time you accepted it. Mother did."

She paled. "I know you do not like to speak of what happened that day -- "

"I don't," he cut in. "And I won't." Not to her or anyone.

"You will not speak of it because you blame me for it."

"That's not true, blast it!" He blamed himself alone. If only he'd ridden after Mother as soon as she'd gone missing. If only he'd pressed Gran harder. If only, if only, if only...

"I don't blame you for anything in the past. But I will blame you for this."

"Surely even you can see that something must be done."

"Why? Minerva and Celia will marry eventually, and Gabe and Jarrett are just sowing their wild oats. Given time, they'll settle down."

"You have not."

"That's different."

"Why is it different?"

"Why are you suddenly so determined to push this matter of our marrying?"

"Answer my question, and I will answer yours."

So that's what she wanted -- to force him into a confession of his sins. Well, she was never getting that from him.

"Someday, Oliver," she went on when he remained silent, "you will have to talk about what happened that day, if only so you can put it behind you."

"I have put it behind me." Turning on his heel, he strode for the door.

As he jerked it open, she called out, "I am not changing my mind about the inheritance or the rest of it. Marry or lose everything."

When he froze with his hand on the knob, she came up to stand in the doorway and sweep her gaze over his siblings inside the room. "I am tired of hearing you children called the Hellions of Halstead Hall in the scandalsheets. Of reading that my youngest granddaughter has once again horrified society by appearing at some shooting match." She leveled a glance on Gabe. "Or that my grandson nearly lost his life in a race. This will end now."

"What if we agree to behave more discreetly in the future?" Oliver snapped.

"Not good enough. Perhaps if you five have someone else depending on you -- a spouse and children -- you will finally learn the value of what you have."

"Damn it, Gran -- "

"Stop cursing at me, Oliver. This is the end of the discussion. Mr. Bogg will explain the particulars of my demands and you may ask him your questions. I must attend a meeting at the brewery."

She walked off down the hall, her cane briskly tapping along.

The minute Oliver reentered the room, his siblings turned to Mr. Bogg. "She doesn't mean it, does she?" said one. "How could she do this?" said another. "You must talk her out of it," said a third.

Bogg sat back in the antique chair, which creaked in protest. "I'm sorry, but there's nothing I can do. After Lord Gabriel's injury, she became determined not to watch her grandchildren die before they do their duty to the family."

"You see what you've done, Gabe?" Celia cried. "You ruined everything!"

"It's not about Gabe," Oliver said wearily. "It's about me. She doesn't want to lose the title and position that she fought so hard to gain for her family. She means to make sure one of us chaps carries it on."

"Then why force me and Celia into it?" Minerva asked.

"Forgive me, your lordship," Bogg put in, "but you're wrong. She worries about all of you. She wants to make sure you're well settled before she dies."

Oliver's head snapped around. "Dies? Is Gran ill?" That possibility tied his insides into a knot. "Is there something she's not telling us?" It would explain the suddenness of her scheme.

Bogg paused before shaking his head. "She's merely tired of waiting for you five to provide her with greatgrandchildren."

Now that Oliver could easily believe.

Bogg cleared his throat. "Have you any more questions?"

"Just one," Oliver said. "Did she really not stipulate whom we could marry?" He had an idea how to thwart her mad scheme.

"No stipulations on that score. But there are other rules."

Oliver listened as the man detailed those, one of which was that they must marry in England and not engage in a "havey-cavey Gretna Green elopement." Apparently she worried about such a marriage being disputed in court. Fortunately, none of what Bogg said would affect the plan forming in his mind.

After Bogg finished his duty and left them to their misery, Minerva appealed to Oliver. "You must convince Gran that this is insane. I don't see why I should put up with a husband when I'm perfectly content with my life as it is."

"I'm no more eager to marry than you are, Minerva," Jarret growled. "Next thing you know, she'll have me running the bloody brewery. And that is the last thing I wish to do."

"I say we move in here and show her that we don't need her money," Celia exclaimed. "Do as she says, run the estate together -- "

"Yes, because you know so much about running an estate," Gabe shot back.

"Celia has a point, though," Minerva put in. "If we show her we can manage perfectly well on our own, she might rethink her plans. Besides, if we're going to end up here eventually anyway, we should start getting used to it."

"God help us." Jarret shot Oliver a hard look. "You don't want us moving in here, do you?"

Oliver sighed. "I'd just as soon never see the place again. Unfortunately, Celia's idea is sound. If we live here, we'll call Gran's bluff. We can invite her to visit, let her see what fruit her nonsense will bear if she goes through with it."

He struggled to contain his revulsion at the thought of living at Halstead Hall again. But it would only last until he could bring his plan to fruition; then life could go back to normal.

"In the meantime, I have another trick up my sleeve," he went on. "It's risky, but it might force Gran's hand. She hasn't fully thought this through, and I mean to make her realize that. I still have money left from the sale of that last property, and here's what I propose...."

Copyright © 2010 by Sabrina Jeffries, LLC

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  • Posted January 4, 2010

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    This amusing late Regency romance start of a new series is actually and offshoot of the "School for Heiresses"

    In 1806 his mother screams at sixteen year old Oliver Sharper then soon after in a rage she rides off to the hunting lodge. Once there she shot and killed her cheating spouse and her self. In a scandalous instant Oliver became the new Marquess of Stoneville.

    By 1825, Oliver has lived since the murder-suicide the life of a rake. His four younger siblings are as out of control as he is. Disappointed but understanding, their Gran hoped time would heal their wounds, but has not. Hence she informs them at the sight of the pivotal tragedy they will marry within a year or she will cut off their funds.

    Oliver plans to meet his Gran's order by marrying someone inappropriate. He goes to a London brothel where he meets American Maria Butterfield who is in England searching for her missing fiancé with a clue taking her to the house of ill repute. Oliver rescues her from a customer, but blackmails her into pretending she is his intended. As they fall in love, Maria must remain patient as her Hellions of Halstead Hall beloved seems confused by his feelings for her.

    This amusing late Regency romance start of a new series is actually and offshoot of the "School for Heiresses". The story line is fast-paced and loaded with a strong cast especially the lead rake, his family and his beloved American. The fun once again is in the humorous gender war as Maria rips the haughty wastrel's skin baring his tormented soul filled with guilt and remorse for setting off his mom almost two decades ago. The Truth About Lord Stoneville is that this is a super historical.

    Harriet Klausner

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  • Posted March 18, 2010

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    What is the truth about Oliver Sharpe, Marquess of Stoneville, profligate ne plus ultra?

    He and his four siblings are still subjected to the ever-present gossip about the shooting death of their parents almost 20 years ago. Oliver's guilt at thinking he was the cause of the tragedy has shaped his consistent behavior as a wastrel. And he certainly can't believe that anyone would or could love him in spite of it. Oliver has no intention, ever, of marrying, but now his beloved grandmother has delivered an ultimatum: marry by the end of the year or no funds. So he has a plan to foil his grandmother; he'll find himself a floozy and bring her back to Halstead Hall as his intended. Off he goes to London, and instead he finds American shipping heiress Maria Butterfield who has come to England with her goofy cousin Freddy as chaperone, to find her missing fiancé, Nathan Hyatt. They had spotted Nathan's valise and followed the man carrying it to the same brothel where Oliver was floozy-scouting (!). Oliver settles the argument and, instantly attracted to Maria, makes her a deal: he'll hire someone to find her fiancé if she will pretend to be his fiancée. Read on yourself and enjoy your time finishing this lively and warm story. You'll get to know the likeable Sharpe family and their past, and you will be looking forward to reading about their next adventures to marriage.

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  • Posted May 20, 2010

    The Truth About This Book

    Ms. Jeffries introduces a new clan to the growing collection of romantic series - the Sharpe siblings. While not the most memorable book I've read, this novel makes for an enjoyable distraction from the everyday. If there is one fault, it's that the established conflicts get drawn out just a hair too long. Otherwise, the plot is reasonable, the characters are likable and their happily-ever-after is satisfying. It definitely makes you wonder what is in store for the other four Sharpe siblings. As if interest in them isn't enough to encourage to you to keep reading the series, Ms. Jeffries implies there is more to the death of their parents than meets the eye. I'm looking forward to the next installment.

    5 out of 6 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted March 9, 2010

    Great Read

    I couldn't put this book down. Can't wait for the rest of the series. Great sense of humor. Emotions there but not drawn out. Lots going on - you won't be bored. Great love story - with a punch.

    5 out of 5 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted January 22, 2011

    Great Read, Wonderful New Series

    I have enjoyed ALL Jeffries books, and this is a GREAT new series with more fun characters, interesting plot lines filled with humor, passion and excitement. You won't be disappointed, I couldn't put it down!

    4 out of 4 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted September 22, 2010

    Sucks you into the story!

    I love Sabrina Jeffries! Have read all of her books now and this one is just as good. Where else can you find a meddling grandmother who has such control over the grandchildren's lives?! The Regency period is wonderful, and these Sharpes are truly Hellions of the first degree! Used to having their own way, it's fun to see them being outwitted, even as they think they've outwitted the grandmother! Can't wait until the next one - I know it'll be just as good!!

    4 out of 4 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 27, 2010

    Good Series Starter

    This was my first book by the author, and I definitely liked it enough to try her other books, and the ending is intriguing in that you want to know what Jarret is thinking he knows...you'll understand when you read. =) Overall a good historical romance.

    4 out of 4 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted January 30, 2010

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    Another Great Story

    With this story Sabrina Jeffries has begun another wonderful series. I just could not put it down. And one thing that I also love is how the books are like a family or a world on its own. That is something I like in the books I read as I have mention it before in other reviews. When I pick up a book I want to get lost inside the story and this is something Sabrina Jeffries has accomplished in her books.
    Maria was a great character, with all her doubts and insecurities but also she is strong, willful, she represents many women in the real world. As for Oliver he is just that bad boy that we all like to dream about, the one we can save from the wickedness and keep him to our selves.
    Thank you Sabrina for another great story. I can't wait for the next one. :)

    4 out of 4 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 13, 2014

    Hellions of Halstead Hall

    The entire series is great. The Hellions of Halstead Hall is a series that I always reccomend to my friends. The plot doesn't ever get boring, the mystery keeps you intrigued, and the romance will have you falling in love with whichever couple you're reading about. These books are must reads. I've read them three times! These books will make you laugh, smile, and fall in love with Jeffries and her Hellions.

    3 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted December 16, 2012

    You'll fall in love

    with the whole family! It started with an awkward first meeting at sword point in a brothel and just got better from there! This book is filled with humor, witty banter, fabulous characters, sexual tension and a great overarching mystery!

    3 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted November 20, 2012

    The truth about Lord Stoneville, book #1 of The Hellions of Hals

    The truth about Lord Stoneville, book #1 of The Hellions of Halstead Hall series.
    I love Ms. Jeffries's characters Oliver Sharpe and Maria Butterfield
    I'ts the story of a grandmother who wishes that her grandchildren would settle down and marry so she can enjoy great-grandchildrens.
    Mystery surrounding the deaths of both parents of Oliver.
    Oliver must marry by year's end or be disinherited.
    Maria is a stubborn and independent woman. Both meet and..
    Funny story of how Oliver's brothers and sisters try to match them together.
    Lots of humour, mystery, romance and love.
    If you are a fan of Sabrina Jeffries, then you must read this book, it's well written. She is a great writer! I will definitely read book #2 A Hellion in her bed.

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 13, 2010

    Love this series!

    I thought this book was terrific. It was hard to put down.

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted March 1, 2010

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    Loved this book

    Stoneville first appears in the "School for Heiresses" series and he comes across as not a very nice man. And he is not. He believes himself incapable of love since he is certain he is just like his unfaithful father, whom his mother shot and killed before killing herself twenty years earlier when Oliver was just sixteen. But he meets Maria and convinces her to aid him in his scheme against his grandmothers scheme to force him & his five siblings to marry in a year. I enjoyed the "School for Heiresses"series and I can't wait for the next in the "Hellions of Halstead Hall" book to come out. Sabrina Jeffries is becoming one of my favorite romance authors.

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted February 10, 2010

    I Also Recommend:

    Bumped this book to the top of my reading list and I was beyond excited that it totally lived up to the hype. Sabrina Jeffries' new series "The Hellions of Halstead Hall" is shaping up to be a fabulous addition to her publishing legacy.

    Having read all of Sabrina's previous books I can safely say that this was one of her best. Readers first meet Oliver, Lord Stoneville as a minor character in the series "The School for Heiresses". Now, the intriguing and dark gentleman and his eccentric siblings have a series of their own. This first book focuses on Stoneville himself; his battle with the demons that have haunted him for almost 20 years and the love he finds that could release him from his guilt. As a hero Stoneville is definitely a little troubled and enigmatic but a force to be reckoned with all the same. You can't help but feel sorry for him even though he comes across as a bit of a dissolute rogue.

    Maria, our heroine, is one of my favorite women written into one of Sabina's books. She even pulls a sword on our hero. you go girl! Her strength and resolve pit her against our hero in some creative ways but their attraction proves too much for them both in the end. Their love story has its ups and downs, as to be expected, but the ending is satisfying and prepares the readers for some interesting twists and turns in the books to come.

    I can't review this book without briefly mentioning Oliver's siblings - Jarrett, Gabriel, Minerva and Celia make up a dynamic family with an unbreakable bond and loyalty to each other. You will enjoy the little "detours" they set for Oliver in his pursuit of Maria. Jarrett's story is the next in line, with a release date of Fall 2010. I hate waiting!

    The love scenes are steamy and fast-paced but add to the vibrant colour of this book rather than take away from it - unlike so many other books I have read where the love scenes are so graphic that they ruin the tone of the book. I would give this book a 9 out of 10 on my Sexy Scale. (10 being very graphic in sexy content - 1 being so tame there isn't even a real kiss. ok, well maybe a chaste one)

    I loved this book. I simply can't wait for the release of the next 4 books in the series!

    2 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted January 27, 2010

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    Good Story; Good Beginning to a New Series

    I have read most of the "School" books, so I wasn't expecting a lot from this as they never quite caught my interest. I was quite surprised that I really enjoyed this book. There was a very sound reason for the way that Oliver viewed life and why he did not want to live on the family estate. It took his grandmother to push him and his sibling towards marriage, and none too gently.

    The American woman, Maria, who becomes his "partner" is neither insipid nor stupid. She was a character in and of herself, and together they make for a very good story.

    Of note: Oliver sisters seem to have very interesting stories, but his brothers did not have the same "oh I need to read their stories" background.

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted April 30, 2012

    Wonderful series! Loved the stories.

    This is the first of 5 books in the Hellions of Hallstead Hall. Each book is about a different sibling. This is Oliver's story. The story was fun and very easy to read. I would recommend getting these books...you won't be disappointed!

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 27, 2012

    *****

    Wonderful book. I read all 5 of the books -- series known as The Hellions of Halstead Hall -- Lord Stoneville was the first book.
    The other 4 books are about his siblings - 2 brothers & 2 sisters.
    This is definitely a romance novel.

    1 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 7, 2012

    Was very enjoyable.

    I would recommend this book and the series to anyone who likes settings in the 1800's. It was a little more modern than I have previously read.

    1 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted February 17, 2011

    awesome

    l have always enjoyed books from this author. this book was just as good as all her others

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted December 29, 2010

    Great Book

    I have just became a Sabrina Jefferies fan in the last few months. I have read her 2 other series, and I have to say they just get better! I liked the first book of the Hellions of Halstead! Good book, and a must read!

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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