Grace Reeve writes swoon-worthy stories inspired by the wit, passion, and unforgettable characters of Jane Austen. With a particular fondness for Mr. Darcy, clever heroines, and slow-burning tension, her novels blend Regency elegance with heart-fluttering romance. When she’s not dreaming up new ways for Elizabeth Bennet to scandalize society, Grace can be found curled up with a cup of tea, a cravat-clad hero, and far too many notebooks.
She lives for grand declarations, stolen glances, and happily ever afters—with just enough mischief along the way.
Ending at 94% this last in the series brings our couple (who have been abstaining to allow Elizabeth rest during her pregnancy) together in the wedded bliss that is the marriage bed. But it also brings on labor as her water breaks early the next morning. "All's well that ends well."
All four of the stories in this angst-less series have been just right for me while my husband and I were on a relaxing cruise. I read and enjoyed each one separately without having to engage my brain to remember details from the previous parts that I'd read... beyond the fact that Elizabeth and Darcy are married and joyfully engaging in the usual newlywed activities between two people who passionately love each other.
The writing is engaging and has been edited well. This book is the logical conclusion to the previous three, although each one has a self-contained, stand-alone story of its own.
This is the final instalment and sees Elizabeth and Darcy ready to welcome their first baby. It's still all very sweet and lovely but I felt by the end it was all a little repetitive and I'd lost interest. There were also lots of editing errors - typos and spelling errors that always get on my nerves!
This story is a short mature novella about Elizabeth and Darcy as they are waiting for the birth of their first child. The baby is due any day, but Elizabeth is craving her husbands intimate attentions as they have refrained "to not hurt the baby". Of course, those kinds of activities are known to start labor . . .