Discover the sweeping, romantic history of the men and women who made Lila Fowler who she is today!
Beautiful sixteen-year-old Lili de Beautemps is rescued from guillotine during the French Revolution by a dashing young man--but he disappears before she can even thank him. Will Lili ever see him again?
While working as a maid in the Marquis de Bocage's chateau, Celeste Chardin unexpectedly wins the love of the Marquis's son, Marc. Will Marc give up his family riches to be with her?
Wild and reckless Rose de Bocage grew up with Pierre Oiseleur in the turbulent 1890s. But when Pierre declares his everlasting love for Rose, she tells him she'll never settle down. Will she regret that decision forever?
Isabelle Eastman thought her true love, Jacques Oiseleur, had been killed in World War I. But he miraculously survived. Jacques returns to Isabelle--only to learn she has married his best friend.
In 1968, George Fowler falls in love with Grace Doret, the daughter of his parents' archenemies. Against all odds, he must transform into the man of her dreams. . . .
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Lili put her foot on the first step leading up to the platform. "Look at her, in silk," someone spat. Someone else said, "Soon that silk will be drenched with blood."
She froze, unable to move. Rough arms grabbed her around the waist and hurled her up onto the platform. She fell to her hands and knees and the mob crowed with jeering laughter. All at once Lili's heart burned white hot with anger. Recovering her dignity, she rose to her feet, holding her chin high. She would not cower. They might murder her as they had her father and brothers, but they would never crush her spirit. No matter what these people say, Lili thought, no matter what they believe me to be guilty of, I know they are wrong and I am innocent. As Lili walked slowly across the platform toward the guillotine, the laughter died away and the crowd fell silent. One of the men who had been restraining her now pulled her hands behind her back and looped a rope loosely around her wrists. Mercifully the three corpses had been removed, but Lili felt a wave of nausea and terror as she stared at the bloodstained blade. The executioner, his face masked by a piece of black cloth, motioned Lili to kneel before the wooden block. She paused for a moment, her lips moving in prayer. Suddenly her fear drained away and a strange calm filled her soul. My last moment on this green earth, she thought with unbearable sadness. My last breath of air.
"But she is just a girl," a voice called out. The rest of the crowd grumbled impatiently. "She is one of them," someone else snarled.
"To your knees, woman. Do not think we will pity and pardon you!"
Lili summoned all her courage. The executioner grasped her arm and began to force her to kneel at the block. Then a new sound permeated Lili's consciousness, thundering above the voices of the mob. The pounding of hooves.She looked up just as a horseman burst from the forest, riding at full gallop straight toward her. People dove out of the way, screaming. The rider, his features hidden by a hood, did not rein in until he was abreast of the platform. Then he jumped from the horse's back. Before anyone could stop him, he'd scooped Lili up in his arms and leaped back onto his horse, flinging her like a rag doll across the saddle in front of him.
"Go," he roared, kicking his horse hard in the ribs. Whinnying frantically, the horse lunged forward, breaking free of the hands that sought to restrain it. Galloping hard, they reached the edge of the field within seconds and disappeared into the black woods.
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Book Description Bantam Juvenile, 1997. Paperback. Book Condition: New. Bookseller Inventory # P110553505742