Jane Austen, is not only a most beloved author, but also a wonderful matchmaker. It's by her pen that Fitzwilliam Darcy and Elizabeth Bennet, Captain Wentworth and Anne Elliot, and Henry Tilney and Catherine Moreland come together. *sigh* What if her characters weren't the only people Ms. Austen brings together...with a little help from some Mistletoe?
Excerpt from Jane Austen and the
Mistletoe Kiss, by Jo Beverley
“I was speaking with Miss Jane Austen earlier,” he said,
“and she told me of a mistletoe legend.”
“Yes, she told us, too.”
“Apparently it doesn’t work when the mistletoe is still
attached to the tree. It must be cut and formed into a bough.”
“A kissing bough.”
“Do you intend to hang a mistletoe bough in Ivy Cottage?”
“The girls will insist on it.”
“May I stop by this evening? I forgot to bring the bottle of
port wine I had selected for you.”
Did he mean . . . ?
Elinor was blushing. She couldn’t control it, and suddenly
didn’t want to. She’d run mad to read what she did into his words and manner,
but it was a madness she’d cling to as long as possible.
“Of course.” But then she realized everything he’d said
could apply to Amy, not herself. Of course that was what he meant. So what
should she do?
“Mama, Mama!” Maria plucked at Elinor’s skirts. “Can we go home
and start decorating the cottage?”
Escape. “Of course. We must have all our greenery hung
tonight, including our kissing bough.” She dropped a curtsy and took a bold
gamble. “I hope to see you this evening, Sir Nicholas. You will be very
welcome.”
He bowed and joined his brother. Elinor watched him for too long,
allowing herself to tell a fanciful story, but then gathered her daughters and
headed home.
Captain Danvers hurried after, however, insisting that
they’d need help to hang the evergreens. Once back at the cottage, Amy shared
that task with him while Elinor helped Margaret and Maria tie up the mistletoe
with ribbons. She put aside her anxieties and joined in the Christmas Eve
excitement.
Captain Danvers hung the bough in the middle of the parlor ceiling
and then stole a quick, light kiss from Margaret and Maria, pinching off a
berry for each as they giggled. And then he did the same with Amy. It was quick
and light, but afterward the two looked into each other’s eyes as if startled.
Elinor would not believe in mistletoe magic.
Captain Danvers turned and pulled Elinor beneath the kissing
bough. If there was anything to the legend, she wasn’t in love with Captain
Danvers. But she already knew that.
When he left, Elinor provided a quick supper and then shooed
the younger girls upstairs to bed. Amy remained to help her tidy up, still lost
in a daze.
When all was done, Amy asked, “Will I have to wear mourning for
Twelfth Night, Mama? It will be so close to the end. I don’t want . . . But you
understand!”
Elinor did. Come what may, it was time to face the future. “We’ll
all put on our colors. Why be crows at the feast? But we’ll all have to spend
some time on alterations, I fear.”
Amy hugged her. “Thank you, thank you, Mama! And . . . I think
Sir Nicholas is the most wonderful man in the world!”
“Amy, you can’t mean that.”
Amy flushed red. “Well, no. But . . . I have hopes . . . Oh,
you know what I mean.” She raced upstairs, doubtless to spin wondrous dreams.
Elinor remembered what it felt like to be sixteen and in love, perhaps now more
poignantly than ever. She returned to the parlor, looking up at the mistletoe
bough, rapt in her own impossible dreams.
Men of rank and fortune didn’t marry penniless young women.
Even less did they marry penniless old ones. But she wanted the impossible to
be true.
It wasn’t a matter of wealth and station, though it would
certainly be pleasant to be Lady Danvers of Danvers Hall. It was Nicholas
himself. His kindness, his intelligence, his gentle humor. Everything,
including his broad shoulders, vigor of movement,
steady blue eyes, strong hands.
At a clench of physical longing, she moved to pace the room;
Lord save her, she might be tempted on the road to ruin by such physical
hungers. It had been so long. . . .
Mince pies. The small oven by the kitchen fire was ready. She
would make the pies instead of sinking into lewd thoughts. She was rolling out
the pastry when someone knocked on the kitchen door, but Sir Nicholas opened it
without waiting. At the
sight of her, he grinned.
“Oh!” Elinor put her hands to her face, only then realizing
that they were floury from the pastry. “Why did you have to come barging in
here?”
“My deepest apologies,” he said, putting a bottle of port on
the table.
She turned to the basin of water to wash her hands, then wet
a corner of her apron and scrubbed at her face.
“Allow me,” he said, and turned her to gently dab at some
spots. “Though flour becomes you, my dear Elinor.”
Surely there was no mistaking the look in his eyes. “I’m five
years older than you,” she said.
“Port improves with age.”
“Are you comparing me to wine?”
“Shall I compare thee to a well- aged port . . .” he
misquoted. “Good wine has depth, and warmth, and gladdens the heart. As you
gladden mine.” He took her hand and led her into the parlor. “A very pretty
bough. Now to put mistletoe to the test.”
“Should we?” Elinor whispered, frightened that his kiss might
feel no different to his brother’s.
“We should.” He drew her gently to him and put his lips to
hers.
Warmth. A warmth greater than lips to lips, a warmth that spread
gently through her, melting, softening. She looked at him and he looked at her,
as lightning- struck as Amy and his brother.
Knowing.
There could be no doubt in that, or in the hunger that
instantly ignited deep inside her. She pressed close again, opened her lips to
him, savored him, sliding her arms around him in order to be even closer.
She pushed back, but stopped herself from turning it into a panicked
rejection. She shook with panic of another sort. She’d never felt anything like
this before.
“In my opinion,” he murmured, “Miss Jane Austen knows a thing
or two about mistletoe.”
“And about love. I do love you, Nicholas Danvers. I don’t know
how I didn’t realize it months ago.”
“I’ve known for months, but you seemed such a stickler for the
proprieties. When you denounced Pride and Prejudice, I feared I had a
hard fight ahead.”
She chuckled, moving back to rest against his chest, despite
or because of all her wicked hungers. “By all rights and reasons, you should
not marry me, you know, any more than Fitzwilliam Darcy should have married
Elizabeth Bennet.”
“We’ll have no shoulds. The mistletoe has spoken.”
She melted perfectly into another kiss, as if they’d kissed
a thousand times, his strong arms around her already familiar.
Amy crept to the parlor door, squeezed into her prettiest
pink gown. It just fit if she didn’t breathe too deeply. It would fit perfectly
by Twelfth Night with some inserts of lace.
She peered around the corner and smiled, hugging herself in delight.
Sir Nicholas Danvers was going to be the most wonderfully perfect father.
As for his brother . . . time would tell.
She crept back upstairs to dream.
*Excerpt provided by the author and used with author's permission
Have you read any of Jo Beverley's other works? If so, which ones have you enjoyed? For those of you who have read Jane Austen Made Me Do It, which stories are your favorites?
*Excerpt provided by the author and used with author's permission
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This is the first story from Jane Austen Made Me Do It that I have read, and I am looking forward to reading the rest, especially if they are all as good as this story! Have you read any of Jo Beverley's other works? If so, which ones have you enjoyed? For those of you who have read Jane Austen Made Me Do It, which stories are your favorites?
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If you enjoyed this excerpt or Jo Beverley's other works, or are just looking for another heartwarming holiday read, then check out Beverley's latest release, Mischief and Mistletoe! It is one that is on my TBR list!
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In Lauren Willig’s “A Night at Northanger,” a young woman who doesn’t believe in ghosts meets a familiar specter at the infamous abbey; Jane Odiwe’s “Waiting” captures the exquisite uncertainty of Persuasion’s Wentworth and Anne as they await her family’s approval of their betrothal; Adriana Trigiani’s “Love and Best Wishes, Aunt Jane” imagines a modern-day Austen giving her niece advice upon her engagement; in Diana Birchall’s “Jane Austen’s Cat,” our beloved Jane tells her nieces “cat tales” based on her novels; Laurie Viera Rigler’s “Intolerable Stupidity” finds Mr. Darcy bringing charges against all the writers of Pride and Prejudice sequels, spin-offs, and retellings; in Janet Mullany’s “Jane Austen, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah!” a teacher at an all-girls school invokes the Beatles to help her students understand Sense and Sensibility;and in Jo Beverley’s “Jane and the Mistletoe Kiss,” a widow doesn’t believe she’ll have a second chance at love . . . until a Miss Austen suggests otherwise.
Regency or contemporary, romantic or fantastical, each of these marvelous stories reaffirms the incomparable influence of one of history’s most cherished authors.
In Lauren Willig’s “A Night at Northanger,” a young woman who doesn’t believe in ghosts meets a familiar specter at the infamous abbey; Jane Odiwe’s “Waiting” captures the exquisite uncertainty of Persuasion’s Wentworth and Anne as they await her family’s approval of their betrothal; Adriana Trigiani’s “Love and Best Wishes, Aunt Jane” imagines a modern-day Austen giving her niece advice upon her engagement; in Diana Birchall’s “Jane Austen’s Cat,” our beloved Jane tells her nieces “cat tales” based on her novels; Laurie Viera Rigler’s “Intolerable Stupidity” finds Mr. Darcy bringing charges against all the writers of Pride and Prejudice sequels, spin-offs, and retellings; in Janet Mullany’s “Jane Austen, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah!” a teacher at an all-girls school invokes the Beatles to help her students understand Sense and Sensibility;and in Jo Beverley’s “Jane and the Mistletoe Kiss,” a widow doesn’t believe she’ll have a second chance at love . . . until a Miss Austen suggests otherwise.
Regency or contemporary, romantic or fantastical, each of these marvelous stories reaffirms the incomparable influence of one of history’s most cherished authors.
Author Bio:
Jo Beverley writes bestselling historical romance set in her
native England. She was born and raised in the U.K. and has a degree in history
from Keele University in Staffordshire, but she lived in Canada for thirty
years. Now that she’s returned to England she enjoys doing even more on-the-spot
research.
Her more than thirty novels have won her many awards,
including five RITAs, the top award in romance, and two career achievement awards
from Romantic Times. She’s a member of the Romance Writers of America
Hall of Fame and Honor Roll. Publishers Weekly declared her “arguably
today’s most skillful writer of intelligent historical romance.” Her latest
release, Mischief
and Mistletoe, a Christmas themed anthology with eight other
popular romance authors, is now available to extend your love under the
mistletoe holiday reading.
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Awww...this was my favorite story from JAMMDI. Reading about young romance is great but there's something special about a lady who thinks her best years are behind her falling in love again :) I haven't read any of Jo's other books yet, though I did get her The Devil's Heiress at that last book sale I went to! I have read a pathetically puny number of books this year - must do better in 2013!
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Yes, I just loved this story too, Monica! It really makes me want to read more of Jo Beverley's work. You will have to let me know your thoughts on The Devil's Heiress. You really did get some good books in that book sale. :)
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Hi Kendal! Thanks for stopping by. I hope you are able to read JAMMDI soon. :) Good luck in the giveaway!
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ReplyDeleteI hope you find JAMMDI enjoyable, Sara. There are so many interesting short stories in this anthology. Best of luck in the giveaway! :)
DeleteWould love to have a copy of JAMMDI. Thank you for having this contest.
ReplyDeleteHi Cmgren! Thanks for commenting! Hope you have a wonderful holiday season, and good luck in the giveaway! :)
DeleteOooh, so romantic! Wonderful! Perfect start into my day today!
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DeleteJane Austen is my favorite author and I'll read anything and everything related to her or her works. This looks interesting. :)
ReplyDeleteHi Dizzy Girl! It's great to meet another Janeite! What a wonderful community we have. This whole anthology looks like a great read. The short stories make it great for a quick Austen fix! Thanks for entering the giveaway, and good luck! :)
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Hi Cyn! This book was also on my list for the longest time until I received a copy. Now I really can't wait to read each short story! I hope you get it soon as well! Good luck with the giveaway! :)
DeleteI just love Jane Austen, JAMMDI sounds like an fantastic read ^.^ Can't wait to read it.
ReplyDeleteHi Gabby! Thanks so much for stopping by! Yes, JAMMDI *does* sound like a fantastic read! If the rest of the book is anything like Jo Beverley's story, it will be quite good! =)
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