The Luck of the Bride: The Cavensham Heiresses
The Luck of the Bride: The Cavensham Heiresses

The Luck of the Bride: The Cavensham Heiresses

by Janna MacGregor

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Can a woman who’s down on her luck find love with a dashing Duke-to-be? Find out in The Luck of the Bride, the next Regency romance in the Cavensham Heiresses series from Janna MacGregor.

She’s leaving nothing up to chance. Not even love…

March Lawson is an orphan who, for the past eight years, has struggled to raise her siblings on a meager allowance. Most women March’s age would be picking out ball gowns for the upcoming season. But March’s focus is not on finding a husband. First, she must devote her energies to just one man: the coldhearted skinflint who refuses to release her inheritance.

Michael Cavensham, the Marquess of McCalpin, is not a heartless man. When he learns that Miss Lawson has been forging his name to procure funds, he can’t bring himself to have her arrested—not when the bold-faced embezzler is so enchantingly beautiful. Instead, McCalpin agrees to visit her home to assess the situation more closely. March has no choice but to accept. But how can she manage the handsome trustee who controls her purse strings—when he tugs at her heart strings as well?

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9781250116161
Publisher: St. Martin's Press
Publication date: 05/01/2018
Series: Cavensham Heiresses Series , #3
Pages: 384
Sales rank: 312,462
Product dimensions: 4.10(w) x 6.70(h) x 1.30(d)

About the Author

Janna MacGregor was born and raised in the bootheel of Missouri. She credits her darling mom for introducing her to the happily-ever-after world of romance novels. Janna writes stories where compelling and powerful heroines meet and fall in love with their equally matched heroes. She is the mother of triplets and lives in Kansas City with her very own dashing rogue, and two smug, but not surprisingly, perfect pugs. She loves to hear from readers. She is the author of the Cavensham Heiresses series, which includes The Bad Luck Bride, The Bride Who Got Lucky, and The Luck of the Bride.

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Eighty years later

"Miss Lawson, you're relieved of your duties as housekeeper." The viscount squinted and lifted his chin. The attempt resembled the sour face he always made when he drank an unsweetened glass of lemonade. "Immediately."

This was simply rich. March summoned thoughts of dirty laundry to keep the hilarity of his pronouncement from overtaking her in a bout of laughter. If only his words were true, she might get a much-needed rest. An image loomed before her of lazing in bed with a tower of the latest gothic novels on the nightstand, but she pushed it aside. There was no use to wish for things that won't happen.

Her responsibilities were endless today. This morning, she'd already taken inventory of the pantry, planned the meals for the week, paid the butcher, and balanced the weekly housekeeping ledger. She still had to assess the damage from the newest leak in the roof. Where those funds would come from was anyone's guess.

The viscount steepled his fingers on the desk, then regarded her with an attempt to lift one haughty eyebrow skyward. The effort failed miserably when both eyebrows shot up and delivered what could only be described as a look of surprise.

March pretended to cough. Otherwise, a bubble of laughter would burst from her chest. The viscount could always lighten the moment. She leaned back in her chair and decided to enjoy the interview as best she could since the afternoon promised to be even more hectic than the morning. She had to go through the attic and sort through the old clothes. The dressmaker planned to stop by tomorrow to determine if any of the gowns were fit for alteration. Since Parliament had convened early this year, the start of the London Season was only several weeks away. She needed to see Mr. Willingham about a delivery of wood and coal. They'd already run through the budgeted allotment for the next six months.

"My lord, I can leave at the end of the week, but I expect my full weekly pay and fare for transportation back to London." Her even, dulcet tone was quite remarkable considering he was discharging her from her duties. "May I ask the reason for my dismissal?"

With a tug of his neckcloth, the viscount met her gaze. The shock on his face better resembled a wide-eyed trout flapping on a riverbank seeking an escape back into the water. He schooled his expression quickly, but an odd hint of something, perhaps disappointment, replaced his look of surprise.

"Very well. You're entitled to an explanation." When he swallowed his discomfort, the tiniest hint of an Adam's apple bobbed up and down. "I've repeatedly asked that the weekly menu not include ham and beans."

"My dismissal is over ham and beans?" March almost choked on the words. She bit her tongue in order to keep from guffawing. Her effort to hide her humor failed miserably. Stains of scarlet mottled the viscount's face.

"Last night made the third time this month it's been the main course for dinner. I despise the lumps and the congealed mess. Why isn't there any sweets on the menu, I ask you? Your replacement, Miss Faith, has agreed to take your position with the assurance I'll have more desserts. You may finish the week as you train her."

March let out a sigh. Her heart squeezed at the pain of her failure. "Bennett, first, it's 'why aren't there any sweets on the menu' instead of 'isn't.' Second, this is the best I can manage under the circumstances. Third, picking Faith as my replacement? What about her —"

"Her injured leg has no impact on her ability to do the work. You've repeatedly told us that she's capable of anything and can do what she wants," her nine-year-old brother challenged. The young viscount drew a deep breath and blew his unruly black locks out of his face. The startling green of his eyes was a welcome sight. His face appeared to change daily with hints of the man he would become. Every day he favored their father more and more.

"Sweetheart, that's very kind of you to say. I'm sure if Faith heard it, she'd be pleased, too. However, dearest, please don't kick the desk. It'll mark the wood," March gently chided.

With a huff of disgruntlement, Bennett turned and stared out the window. It had to be difficult growing up as the only brother to three older sisters. He had no older male to emulate or teach him how to be a proper young lord, much less what his responsibilities would entail when he reached adulthood. He needed a proper tutor, and an education befitting a viscount.

"I'll try my best to serve more sweets. That's all I can promise." She'd bruised his pride. It wasn't the first time and wouldn't be the last. Not that she wanted to, but they had to face realities in the viscount's household. There weren't any extra funds for sweets.

Abruptly, he faced her, and his voice held a rasp of challenge. "March, how many times must I ask? Please address me as 'my lord' when I'm in my study. Besides, it's my desk, and if I want to kick it, I will." Suddenly, a charming lopsided grin broke across his young face. "Are you willing to change the menu? You really will try to have more sweets?"

"I'll see what I can do, but no promises." The eagerness in her brother's face provided another reason to fix what was wrong with their household. She desperately wanted to grant his wishes, but the steady gnaw of guilt weakened whatever resolve she called forth. She would have to do the unthinkable again if they were to survive the next couple of weeks and make it to London.

For over the past year, their family had struggled financially without any household or estate allowance. The year before, the amounts were so minuscule, they would not have purchased enough grain and hay for the two horses they owned. Lord Burns never answered her letters or explained why he cut off the estate's allowance.

Thankfully, she had prepared for a rainy day and set aside funds in case of emergency. The roof repair last autumn had consumed most of the money — and it still leaked. To say their life was a soggy state of affairs was an understatement. There was never enough. Now, she was down to their last five pounds. Their tight-fisted guardian, Lord Burns, had disappeared without a word where to reach him. That had been over a year ago. There'd been no explanation from anyone that he'd died.

To make matters worse, her father's solicitor had retired with no one to take his place. There was no replacement guardian. However, there was a successor trustee, who managed the money set aside for the Lawson sisters.

March had been the one to contact the Marquess of McCalpin, the successor trustee. He'd sent a lovely letter of introduction and had informed her that his personal solicitor would lend assistance in his successor trustee responsibilities. That had been over two months ago. To date, neither the marquess nor his solicitors had deemed her requests for money worthy of much attention.

She'd been horrified to discover the marquess was the brother of her banker, Lady Emma Somerton, who was a dear friend.

Tired of scrimping and saving, March wanted her money, the funds her parents had set aside for her well-being. Desperate times called for desperate action. Somehow, she'd find the money they needed.

"Lord Lawson, I'll try my best."

* * *

After everyone had retired, March sat at her brother's desk and smoothed the expensive sheet of vellum for the fifth time, the movement a nervous habit. With a slight hand, she dipped the quill in the inkwell. The simple movement caused a tremor to run through her limbs, and the effect was severe enough she had to replace the writing instrument in its stand. She leaned back in the chair.

The effort to write the money request caused her stomach to roil in defiance. This was what she'd become over the last several months — a forger, an embezzler, a thief, and a liar of the worse sort. Her family and Hart had no idea she was stealing. She swallowed her apprehension and picked up the quill again.

Circumstances required bold moves. If she must suffer remorse, let it be for something big. She was tired of shuffling and scurrying around the bills that demanded her attention daily. She had little choice if she wanted to stop her siblings' hellish existence.

There was no advantage to waiting. Once the letter was finished, the funds would become available within five days. Over the last several weeks, she had mastered the simple process. With a deft hand, she would sign the directive as the Marquess of McCalpin.

Not once had anyone questioned the marquess's signature, or more accurately, her signature. The marquess's solicitor had completely ignored her previous letters seeking additional funds and help, which obviously meant the marquess didn't care what she did.

With the marquess's signature, the funds would be deposited in her account at E. Cavensham Commerce. The bank was the creation of the Countess of Somerton, the marquess's sister. The institution, a bank for women by women, was a wildly successful enterprise in operation for less than year. Lady Somerton had personally sent March an invitation to bank with her. For March, it had been a godsend. She had little funds invested there, but used the institution for small loans when the need arose.

The stopgap measure had ceased to meet her family's needs over the last several months when their remaining tenant had suffered devastating damages during a horrid winter storm. March had nothing else for collateral to offer E. Cavensham Commerce. The only real valuables she owned outright were a pair of her late mother's earrings, and they currently resided in Lady Somerton's bank vault. How ironic that March's most trusted financial advisor was the sister of a man who apparently didn't have time for her family.

If she lost the tenant, the entire estate would be in bankruptcy by year's end. Forced to take greater action, March did the unimaginable. Her family's position of weakness had left her no choice but to embezzle from her own dowry, aka her trust fund.

Like an imaginary box full of pencils, her trust was full, but instead of pencils, it contained money. Until the marquess signed it over to her, the money belonged to the trust or the pencil box as she liked to think about it. Though it was for her benefit, only the marquess had the power to release money to see to her needs.

The marquess had ignored her polite but insistent request for the release of funds. Her money still sat in that pencil box.

She and her two sisters each had a twenty-five-thousand-pound trust, a handsome amount specifically intended for their dowries. However, once a sister married, or as in March's case, once a sister reached the age of twenty-five, the trust would cease with the monies distributed to either the sister's husband upon marriage or the unmarried sister at the age of twenty-five.

March straightened in her chair and cleared her throat. She had no other options if she wanted to protect her family. Her trust should have ended with the money under her authority. She should be able to spend the funds on anything including sweets for her little brother without anyone else's approval.

The crucial time had come to take her sisters and brother to London. The need had turned dire when their only cousin from their father's side, Rupert Lawson, had started to drop in unannounced. His sly purpose was to pursue Julia's hand in marriage.

Though he spouted how advantageous such a union would be for Julia and the rest of the family, March knew the truth. He only wanted Julia as a way to gain control of their fortunes.

March's embezzling proved she would do anything to keep Julia, Faith, and Bennett safe from their cousin. They were too vulnerable at Lawson Court. A move to London was their safest option.

To afford the move, March had to take money from her account. Ever pragmatic, she had kept the marquess's single letter stating that he'd prefer if she directed all requests to his personal solicitor. She'd followed the marquess's directions. However, when little resulted from her requests for money, she took matters into her own hands. It had been relatively simple to write the withdrawals and sign the marquess's name.

So far, no one had noticed the withdrawals. If by her actions, she faced charges for embezzlement, her only hope was that the magistrate would understand her quandary. The funds were rightfully hers and her withdrawals had been relatively minor until now.

The quill scratched noisily against the paper. When she considered the requested amount, she lifted the writing tip from the vellum. As the local vicar, Mr. Nivan, had proclaimed from the pulpit last Sunday, whether you steal an apple to satisfy your hunger or a diamond necklace you covet makes little difference. In God's eyes, it's the same sin with the same result, a fiery banishment to Hell.

With a bold flourish, she finished the amount of one thousand pounds and signed the missive. If it made little difference whether it was a penny or a pound, she might as well make the trip to Hell worth her while. She folded the letter and lit the candle. Carefully, she melted the wax over the letter, then set the marquess's seal, the one she'd secretly commissioned a retired engraver to make. The engraver, a longtime family friend, had insisted he not take any payment for his deed.

She dismissed her remaining disquiet. Tomorrow, the Marquess of McCalpin would direct a deposit of one thousand pounds from Miss March Lawson's trust into her account at E. Cavensham Commerce for immediate withdrawal.

The fireplace suddenly hissed and snapped with a new vigor. She sat back in Bennett's chair and stared at the theatrics offered by the flames. Lucifer must be personally preparing the fires for her arrival.

She summoned the energy and stood. It was time to go to the kitchen and prepare the old slipper tub. With everyone asleep, the kitchen offered her privacy for a long soak. She needed it tonight.

Every time she wrote one of those letters, her actions dirtied every inch of her soul.

Even if she bathed until morning, she'd never feel clean again


McCalpin House London

A dozen penguins, perhaps two dozen, stood as Michael Cavensham, the Marquess of McCalpin and the heir to the Duke of Langham, entered. The supposedly docile creatures possessed an aggressive bite. The ones in front of McCalpin could tear him into shreds if he wasn't careful.

Christ, it was always the same.

He had absolutely no idea how many men sat before him, but they all looked like formally dressed flightless birds. Black breeches, black waistcoats, black morning coats, and white shirts with matching neckcloths.

Oh, he'd be able to figure out their number if he had ten minutes. However, the sharp minds in front of him would recognize something was amiss after a couple of moments. Particularly if he had to use his fingers to count. They'd be horrified if the calculation required he take off his boots so his toes could lend assistance.

McCalpin stiffened his body and allowed a slight sneer to tip one corner of his mouth. In some perverse way, he relished the challenge to guard his secret. He was a master at it. The years at Eton had taught him that he could do no wrong. He'd never been questioned why he was always ill when a mathematics exam was scheduled.

No one expected much effort from a ducal heir anyway. The fact he'd made high marks in his other subjects thrilled the provost, but more importantly, had appeased his father's desire that McCalpin perform well in his studies.

Indeed, he'd learned his lessons and flaunted his success in other subjects to his advantage.

One audacious penguin actually sighed and checked his pocket watch.

By McCalpin's own rudimentary calculations, he was only a half-hour late today. Not a single soul would question why he never made an appointment on time. Everyone presumed a ducal heir to be haughty, vain, and seasoned with a healthy dose of an inflated view of one's importance. He made certain the group of men before him were never disappointed in their expectations.

They'd be shocked if they knew that a clock was an instrument of torture for the Marquess of McCalpin. Calculating the precise minutes he had before attending a meeting with his staff took a Herculean effort on his part. One he had decided long ago wasn't worth the effort. If he was ten minutes or two hours tardy, they'd wait for him.

Simply because he was the powerful Duke of Langham's heir and needed their assistance to keep his estate running smoothly and profitably.


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The Luck of the Bride: The Cavensham Heiresses 4.4 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 44 reviews.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Just one lovely love story! In my opinion, different from others in that neither Michael nor March were ever ready to give up on their relationship because of what the ton might think! Simple but beautiful! Will definitely read other books by this author! LORRAINE
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
It's 1:30 in the morning, my eyes are red & my nose running. I've cried through 90% of this touching tale. I couldn't stop until I'd reached the happy ending. March & her Michael have such a long hard battle to reach happily ever after. I hate to give too much away but each is flawed & desperate in their own way & perfect for each other. It's a story of loyalty to family & friends. Of doing any & everything to keep loved ones together. Of believing the worst & fighting to believe the best in yourself is true. Do yourself a favor & get your hands on this book. Read & keep a box of tissue close at hand. I'm so happy that an arc was sent my way, I might have missed this wonderful journey otherwise.
clarkws More than 1 year ago
The Luck of the Bride is book three in The Cavensham Heiresses. Wow! I can’t say enough good things about this book. I couldn’t put it down. “On the stairs and dressed in a moss-green riding jacket and buckskin breeches covered in mud, he had turned when they’d entered. March’s gaze collided with his, and her heart stumbled as if missing a dance step. From the distance, there was no doubt his blue eyes matched the brightest feather of a kingfisher. His chestnut hair sported wet curls, most likely from the exertion of an afternoon ride. Time stood still as she studied his face. Radiant sunshine from a window next to him caressed his cheek and surrounded him in a ring of light. He could have been the model for Michelangelo’s David. She’d never seen such perfection in a real man before.” MacGregor is a master storyteller who gives her characters depth and vulnerability. I think the hero of this book, Lord McCalpin is one of my favorites. He is strong, handsome and vulnerable. I can’t wait to read the fourth book in this series. I won this book in a giveaway on Facebook.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Great read
MugsyMae More than 1 year ago
The Luck of the Bride is a wonderful feel-good story with very believable characters. Their trials and struggles seemed real and the resolution was perfect. I really enjoyed it. I didn't realize this was part of a series - I look forward to reading the rest of the Cavensham Brides series. I'm now a huge fan of this author.
ArecRain More than 1 year ago
Although it is the third in this series, The Luck of the Bride can be enjoyed as a standalone. Historical is one of the largest subgenres under the Romance umbrella. With so many historical romances coming out every month, authors do what they can to have their work stick out. However, sometimes, less can be more. MacGregor is a talented writer, with complex worlds and characters. Unfortunately, sometimes, it becomes too complex such as the case with Luck of the Bride. If our bride March has any luck, it is rotten luck at best. New opposition seemingly appears to pop up every chapter to the point the reader almost expects God himself to come down and condone their being together. While some drama can add some spice to a story, too much can make it a chore. That being said, MacGregor is a talented writer with an easy style that flows smoothly. Her characters are complex but likable with a resourceful female lead. While Luck of the Bride may be too drama heavy for some readers, others will thrive off of it.
Jolie More than 1 year ago
I went into reading The Luck of the Bride thinking that it would be a typical Regency era romance. I based my assumption on the blurb. So, wasn’t I surprised when the prologue set the tone for the entire book. I am not an emotional reader but this book made me ugly cry during most of it. I had a lot of respect for March. She took over raising them after their parents died. Her sisters were preteens and her brother was an infant. She raised those children with no help and almost no money. When a damaged roof takes all the money that she had saved, March was driven to do something that she would have never considered. She embezzled money out of her dowry account. That money was going to the upkeep of the estate and more importantly, to keep food on the table. I thought that March and McCalpin had chemistry from the beginning. So much heat came from a single glance. I did like that the author kept them from having sex until almost the end of the book. Even after that, the chemistry was still there. The romance between March and McCalpin had me in tears during certain parts of the book. Theirs wasn’t a slow burn romance but it wasn’t Instalove either. They both had a lot of obstacles to overcome. Trust was a huge issue on either end. Mainly on McCalpin. I liked McCalpin from the get-go. His secret, while not shocking, was painful for him. I could understand why but I didn’t understand why he didn’t tell his parents earlier. Pride and not wanting his father to think any less of him was a huge reason. I loved how March was the only one for him as soon as he met her. Even though they met because she embezzled money from him. Her money but still. He only had eyes for her. I wanted to strangle Cousin Rupert. He was an awful, awful man. When he burst into the ball with his “evidence” of March being a bastard, I wanted to throat punch him. Before that, I wanted to kick him in the boy bits for lusting after Julia and being horrid to Faith. All I have to say is that he got what he deserved in the end. The end of the book was fantastic. The author did a great job of bringing all the storylines to a close. There were no storylines left dangling or forgotten. The emotional scene between McCalpin and March had me sobbing. The epilogue was spot on!! I am hoping that there are more books in this series!!
Terri_C More than 1 year ago
I'm not a reader that reads historical romance often, but I've seen this author and her books pop up frequently and thought I'd try one. I've very glad I did. Her writing is such that you are transported to that time and place. It just feels right. I loved her characters. March is a woman trying to hold her family together after the death of their parents, with absolutely no help from anyone. Those who are legally in charge of the siblings and their money and estate have seemingly abandoned them. March goes to extreme and maybe not totally legal means to secure the safety of her siblings. When Michael, the Marquess of McCalpin discovers that March has been forging his name to secure funds for her family, he must step up to figure out what is going on and to take care of the them. An attraction develops between the two, but trouble is headed March's way. Can they filter out the lies and develop a love with what is left?
candy-b More than 1 year ago
March Lawson was the head of the family since her parents died. It seemed that everyone had forgotten them. They had no money to buy food, or wood and coal or even clothes. They didn't have any real workers to help them with the sheep. She had been doing this for eight years and never thought she would see the end of their poverty. She took care of the sheep and the family with Harts help. She had a Trust as each of them did. So she embezzled some money from her trust. and the Marquess of McCalpin came to find out what was going on. They had him stay to dinner and used several weeks of dinners for them. The cat had killed a rabbit and the young Lord told the marquess they would have it the next night. They came to London and stayed with McCalpin's parents. I felt so bad for those poor children and March. She really did her best. In a few places, it got a little teary for me. The characters were wonderful and made you cry. The plot was complicated but it led to an amazing read. I had trouble of putting the tale down. It kept my attention. The author did a great job on this book. She was insightful. I received this ARC from Net Galley and voluntarily reviewed it
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
An entertaining read with a wonderful cast of characters. I love March! Looking forward to the next book by MacGregor
Robindpdx More than 1 year ago
This was a well-written, entertaining book. March Lawson has done what is required to take care of her siblings, but now she has been caught placing orders in Michael Cavensham, the Marquess of McCalpin's name and he has called her to London for a meeting. They are drawn to each other, but can they trust each other? I enjoyed this book and look forward to reading more books by this author. I would recommend this book and this author to others.
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Brownac101 More than 1 year ago
Michael Cavensham, the Marquess of McCalpin has recently found out he’s inherited the guardianship of the Lawson siblings from his uncle. Now he’s discovered March Lawson, a ward he’s never met, is forging his name to procure funds from her inheritance. He decides to visit her home to assess the situation more closely and find out who she is and why she is needing those funds. Ever since her parents died eight years ago March Lawson has struggled to raise her siblings on a meager allowance. She’s devoted her life to raising them and desperate times call for desperate measures. She’ll protect them by even breaking the law and sacrificing her own happiness at all cost. When she meets McCalpin, he’s not quite what she expected, he’s not a heartless man simply an uninformed man. McCalphin quickly takes action to see the family feed, clothed and taken care of. For McCalphin family is everything, he understands March’s devotion to her family and vows to protect them and keep them safe. What he doesn’t expect is to fall hopelessly in love with the embezzler. March knows Michael is a Marquess and heir to a Dukedom will someday marry someone higher in London’s society, not a sheep shepherdess. I loved this story of March and Michael I was crying by the end of the book. It was filled with so much emotion as these two struggle with their new love and trust even as someone sets out to harm them and their loved ones. This is my honest opinions after I voluntarily read a copy of this book that was provided to me with no requirements for a review
nelriv More than 1 year ago
Rcvd an ARC at no cost to author..(netgalley) I have read the previous 2 books from this author, and while I didn't love them I did enjoy the majority of it enough that I wanted to continue with the series. I did like March and even though she did some incredulous things you also feel for what her families has to go thru and you want her to find some relief. I didn't feel she really got it, she had some horrid cousin who just wouldn't let up. Then there was Michael, I am still not really sure about him, he claims he loves her then didn't stand by her..Anyhoo not the best.
Bibliophagist More than 1 year ago
When I first started reading this book, I wasn't sure that I'd like it. It felt like the author was trying too hard to use different words for things-like she used a thesaurus. But it didn't take me long to get hooked on this book. March is 17 when her parents die during an influenza outbreak. Instead of preparing for her first season, she is taking over running the household and raising her two sisters and a 1 year old brother. Life is not easy for March. She goes from being well off to not having any money for food or the other necessities. She is desperate. None of the men, who have been tasked with overseeing the estate, have been forthcoming with disbursing funds. The money is there, they just can't get it. To feed her family , March does something desperate to get the money. Michael Cavensham is the Marquess of McCalpin. When he is appointed to oversee March's family's estate, following the death of the man who was previously in charge, he is confused. He doesn't even know March and her family. But Michael has bigger issues. He has a secret that has filled him with shame since he was a small child and he had spent his life guarding it. When he doesn't respond to March's pleas for money to be released, March dues what she feels she has to do. Shortly afterwards, what March has done is discovered. She is brought before Michael. She had hopes that the meeting is in regards to a letter that she previously wrote, asking for her funds from her trust fund to be released. When she first sees Michael, she is struck byhow much he reminds her of Michaelangelo's David. But the meeting is not about her letter, her act of desperation had been disovered. The story continues with Michael going to March's estate to see their situation first hand. March's family winds up begin brought to London and sponsored by Michael's family. The sisters have their season, their brother is being groomed for his future role as Viscount and things are even looking up for March until a visit from their bitter, vile cousin. Their world comes crashing down around them. Can March find out the truth? Can Michael keep her safe? Overall, it's a pretty good book. There are other books in the series. I will be reading the rest of them.
ViperSpaulding More than 1 year ago
Bring your tissues - this one's gonna hit you right in the feels! The prologue was just heartbreaking. It perfectly set up the situation March finds herself in with her younger siblings, so when the story picks up years later we're anxious to see how things are going for them. The Lawson family is in dire straits, not due to lack of money in the estate's bank, but lack of proper access to that money. March is forced to take drastic measures just to keep her family fed. Michael, the Marquess of McCalpin, has been hiding a terrible secret: He suffers from dyscalculia, though it wasn't called that in that time period. He believes he'll bring shame on his family and his future as his father's heir to the duchy if his secret is revealed, but keeping the secret - and not being able to fluently discuss matters that relate to numbers in any way - takes a real toll on his self-confidence and he's constantly afraid of being publicly humiliated if his secret is discovered. When he learns that his guardianship over the Lawson family - a responsibility he inherited from the previous Marquess, who was a dear friend of March's late father - has been usurped by Miss Lawson's attempts to forge his signature, he recognizes that he's partially to blame and sets out to make things right for the family. In the process, he and his family are completely charmed by the Lawson siblings even as he struggles with his wholly inappropriate feelings for the eldest sister. March is only interested in seeing her sisters happily settled and her brother well on his way to manhood. She's given up hopes of ever finding happiness with a family of her own. She's determined not to find herself beholden to the Cavensham family, regardless of their generosity. She certainly doesn't expect the feelings and attraction she has for the Marquess to be returned in kind, but she tries to keep her heart intact while she convinces herself nothing could ever come of such an alliance. The romance builds slowly from their friendship, so slowly it almost sneaks right on past them both. They each have their insecurities, their belief that the other couldn't possibly have any interest in a romance. When the inevitable finally becomes real, it's beautifully handled and joyous to behold. Theirs is a love story for the ages, made especially rewarding by the deep love shared between all the members of both families. This story was extremely well-written, sensitive about the disability and respectful of the integrity of the characters, even in difficult circumstances. I was hooked right from the start by that poignant prologue, and fell in love with Michael quickly, even when I wanted to Gibbs-slap him upside the head. It's the best kind of Regency romance, perfectly done with memorable characters. I voluntarily reviewed an ARC of this book through NetGalley.
PatD More than 1 year ago
It was very hard to put this book down! At the tender age of 16, March Lawson finds herself in charge of her two younger sisters and her one year old brother. Her parents have died fro influenza. Trusts were set up to aid the family but unfortunately the trustee is disinterested at best. When he dies several years later March, in desperation, writes to the successor trustee, McCalpin, for financial help. His answer is to direct further inquiries to his staff. At her wit's end March forges his name on letters directing her bank to release small amounts of funds from her own trust. McCalpin is informed of possible embezzlement and asks that March be sent for. Upon meeting her he resolves to get to the truth and help this family. Of course nothing goes smoothly. She has secrets. He has secrets. She is terrified her nasty cousin will manage to marry her youngest sister and take over the estate. March and McCalpin both have wonderful supportive families to help when things blow up. This was a very enjoyable read!
ChristineH More than 1 year ago
I loved this book! I laughed. I cried. I couldn't put it down. Well written. Strong female lead doing anything for her family comes up against a future duke with his own hubris. In addition to the leads, there were colorful, secondary characters. March Lawson is the eldest child, who at age 17, assumes the role of head of household after the death of her parents from flu. After many years with no help from their appointed guardian, March is desperate for funds to support her little family. In this desperation, she embezzles funds from her own trust. This leads to her meeting her newest guardian, the Marquess of McCalpin. By the end of the book, they have realized just how perfectly matched they are. I enjoyed reading this book and learning about all of the characters that I can't wait for the rest of The Cavensham Heiresses books.
Lindsey_Gray11 More than 1 year ago
March Lawson is desperate. Because of some stupid mistake, she has not received her inheritance when she turned twenty-five. Her parents died when she was only sixteen and she was left to care for an estate, two younger sisters, and the heir to it all, her one-year-old brother. Practically destitute, she begins the unthinkable when no man will help her, she begins to embezzle her own money by forging the trustees signature, the Marquess of McCalpin. Micheal Cavesham, the Marquess of McCalpin, became the trustee of the Lawson estate in some strange way that I still don’t fully understand. Several men died and somehow McCaplin became the trustee without really knowing it. Once he learns of the embezzlement, he sets out to find out what March Lawson is all about. Once the pair meet in the flesh, the attraction is instant. Several things stand in the way, including a secret Michael has closely guarded his entire life. Somehow, MacGregor makes it all work. MacGregor follows through and brings the spark she created in the first two books then makes it explode on the page for March and Michael. March is a proud and dynamic character who works through so many obstacles but never once does she give up on herself or her family. Micheal somehow learns to love and to trust someone who he should stay away from if all her faults were listed on paper. Knowing March in body and soul brings the character a peace he has never known. I don’t know what is next for Jenna MacGregor, but if it is anything like this series, I can’t wait to find out! I received this book for free. This does not affect my opinion of the book or the content of my review.
twhitehead More than 1 year ago
This is the first book I have read by Janna MacGregor. Thank you to the publisher and NetGalley for providing me the book for an honest review. As a young girl, March was thrown into a position as mother and father to her three siblings after the death of her parents to influenza. She handled the affairs of the estate that included sheep, until things got very bad. Working a scheme to get part of her trust to keep the estate going and food on the table, March gets caught up in quite a predicament. When Michael, the person in charge of the money for the estate, gets word that money is being withdrawn with his permission, even though he did not provide permission, he begins to investigate. Michael has his own disability to content with and now he has to learn to handle affairs that make him deal with that disability. March's sisters need to be presented to society, Bennett needs to learn to be a man, and can Michael be that person to help with those tasks? Very nicely written, romantic, with some sleuthing, family honor, and love. This book has it all and cannot wait to read the rest of the series.
astroyic More than 1 year ago
A Riveting Romance that I could not put down. Everything about the storyline and the characters captivated me. Their personalities, their conversations, their spark flying chemistry, and the sex scenes that were superbly written. I was a goner, charmed beyond words. 
The Luck of the Bride is so well written, Janna MacGregor has definitely captured and secured the heart of her readers with this story. This is my favorite of the series. She is an excellent writer with books that ooze heartfelt goodness. This story was blissful. 
The story had such a riveting story of family, loyalty, secrets, survival, and love. All March’s family characters are a delight to read about as well as the Duke and Duchess of Langham. I loved that we get to see our previous books in this series couples and see how their life is progressing. But the true substance and heat in this book was between March Lawson and the Marquess of McCalpin. These two characters dazzled me with their sizzling chemistry as well as their conversations. This had ALL THE THINGS I live for in Romance. I can’t recommend it enough. I Loved It! 
I voluntarily read and reviewed an advanced copy of this book. All thoughts and opinions are my own.
momof3boysj More than 1 year ago
March's chance at a season ended with her parents' untimely death. Her job became parent to her younger siblings. An absentee guardian has left them in dire straits; March resorts to stealing from her own dowry and forging the signature of a marquess. McCalpin has a secret and his brother helps him hide it, but it has caused him to neglect his duties to his wards, and when he learns one of them is embezzling funds, he's ready to to take action. Until, he sees their living conditions. As he tries to remedy the situation and help the family, McCalpin finds himself warring with propriety and his desire for March. March only wants to make sure her siblings are cared for, even if it means sacrificing her chance for love and marriage. Can these two find common ground and will their flaws and gifts even the field for love? Fantastic story! **received an ARC on netgalley**
Crystal61 More than 1 year ago
I have enjoyed this series a lot, especially with the not-so-happy circumstances that arise. It did take me a little bit to get into the story, more so than the other two, but once it got going, I could not stop turning the pages. This story made me laugh, cry, and sigh. The strength that March had to keep their farm and home going, her family together, and improve their future was admirable. I loved how Michael stepped up once he knew he had been lax with his responsibilities. I loved all the characters throughout the series and this book. I highly recommend this book and the series. I received a copy of this story through Netgalley, and it is a Book Obsessed Chicks Review Team selection. This is my unsolicited review.
Hfowler More than 1 year ago
The story had strong characters and an entertaining plot. It had tense moments when he accuses her of embezzling more money and their fights after that were rough to witness, but it did make for a page turner.  I do think she forgave him a bit too quickly, especially with all of the things he accused her of, but other than that, the conclusion was enjoyable. I’m glad she got a happily ever after being she was the most selfless person in the story who never thought about her wants or needs; she deserved some happiness.  I really liked the role the Duke and Duchess played in getting them back together in the end; it reminded me a lot of Grace Burrowes’ Duke and Duchess from the Windham series, but in a more subtle way.  Their story was entertaining and well developed.  The cousin was a horridly perfect antagonist and the scene at the ball was terribly dramatic and added to the overall great story line. Overall, an enjoyable historical romance with characters you come to love and an entertaining story from start to finish.
georgia1 More than 1 year ago
Sigh.. Be still my heart!! This story just wrapped around my heart and once I started I could not put it down. Janna MacGregor's well drawn characters came to life with her descriptive prose and I could actually see them in my mind. The hero Michael Caversham, heir to the Duke of Langham has a secret and has been hiding it since he was a child. He has been fortunate that his brother has stood by his side and helped him through the years. March Lawson has a secret of her own. Her family has been living hand to mouth since her parents passed away and she was left in charge of her three siblings years ago. Although there was money left in trusts, she has not been able to access the funds. She finally catches the attention of Michael as he has become her guardian and she has been breaking the law to protect her siblings. As he summons her to his home and the two meet.. Well all I can say if there are so many wonderful emotions in this story. March has only looked after her siblings for years and never thought of herself. Michael had no idea of her existence until recently. Then there is the evil cousin who hopes to gain it all. I could go on and on about this story because I loved it so much. But I do not want to give it all away and I know you will feel the same!! This is the first story in this series I have read and it can be read as a standalone. But trust me, I intend to go back and read everything this author has written. It was that amazing. Yes, yes it was... Lori Dykes