Lady Bridget’s Diary
In the first novel of Maya Rodale’s stunning new series, an American heiress must learn to navigate London society and an infuriatingly irresistible rake…
Lord Darcy is the quintessential Englishman: wealthy, titled, impossibly proper and horrified that a pack of Americans have inherited one of England’s most respected dukedoms. But his manners, his infamous self-restraint and better judgment fly out the window when he finds himself with the maddening American girl next door.
Lady Bridget Cavendish has grand—but thwarted—plans to become a Perfect Lady and take the haute ton by storm. In her diary, Bridget records her disastrous attempts to assimilate into London high society, her adoration of the handsome rogue next door, her disdain for the Dreadful Lord Darcy and some truly scandalous secrets that could ruin them all.
It was loathing at first sight for Lady Bridget and Lord Darcy. But their paths keep crossing…and somehow involve kissing. When Lady Bridget’s diary goes missing, both Darcy and Bridget must decide what matters most of all—a sterling reputation or a perfectly imperfect love.
Read an excerpt
In which Darcy kisses the girl.
His eyes flashed. Had she angered him? How could that have angered him? He took a step toward her.
“I’m nothing like Rupert,” he said in a low voice.
“I know,” she said in a whisper.
He took another step closer. His chest was inches from hers. She had to tilt her head back to look up at him. She had to, for his gaze locked with hers, mesmerizing her, and she could not look away.
“You don’t know,” he said in a fierce whisper. Her heart began to pound, hard. “You don’t know.”
He placed one finger under her chin, tilting her face, her mouth, up to him. “Rupert will never do this.”
And then he kissed her.