My Kids led me back to Pride and Prejudice: February 2017

Hello fellow Readers!

Today I have the pleasure of sharing an excerpt of 'Darcy's Hope at Donwell Abbey', by Ginger Monette! As an added bonus Ginger is kindly offering readers a chance to enter a giveaway! (US Residents only)

I first met Ginger, when I was contacted by another, lovely JAFF blogger; to find out if I would like to be a UK beta. Of course I was thrilled and daunted with the opportunity. Although we had never met in person, Ginger was very gracious and wonderful throughout the whole process. I had such fun. Therefore, I was so happy to see Ginger's story, 'Darcy's Hope ~ Beauty from Ashes' come to fruition.

I am excited to be participating in this current blog tour for Ginger's second instalment, 'Darcy's Hope at Donwell Abbey'! I simply, cannot wait to read it, to find out what Wickham's been up to. To watch Darcy and Elizabeth's relationship blossom and grow under the challenges ahead is something I look forward too.
Thank you Ginger, for sharing today and for allowing me, to be a part of your journey.

Blurb ~

1917. Amidst the chaos of WW1, Captain Fitzwilliam Darcy has won the heart of Elizabeth Bennet. Finally.

Then she disappears.

Still reeling from the loss, Darcy is struck by a battlefield tragedy that leaves him in a dark and silent world.

Sent to Donwell Abbey to recover, he's coaxed back to life by an extraordinary nurse. A woman whose uncanny similarities to Elizabeth invite his admiration and entice his affections.

His heart tells him to hold on to Elizabeth. His head tells him to take a chance with his nurse.

But Donwell Abbey holds a secret that just might change everything.

Excerpt ~

Elizabeth bolted from the chair. “Fitzwilliam, wake up!” She nudged his arm in the darkened room, but he continued writhing with great heaving breaths. “Captain!” She squeezed his hand, but he jerked it away, whimpering.
On impulse, she slid her arms under his shoulders and held him close. Instantly his thrashing ceased.
Gently rocking him, she massaged the unbandaged hair at his temple and whispered against his cheek, “It’s all right. Just a dream.”
His breathing slowed, but his body remained tense. “My ribs...hurt.”
She lowered him back to the pillow, then tapped on his hand, Try to relax. All right now?
“Mmm.... Water. And morphine.”
She squeezed his hand and poured water into the hospital cup. She touched the pill to his lips then offered the porcelain straw.
He swallowed. “Who are you?”
Elizabeth froze and closed her eyes. How she longed to tell him the truth, then brush a kiss on his lips, assure him of her love, and promise to stay by his side.
She took his hand and spelled, Miss Thomas.
“Thank you...Miss Thomas.”
Elizabeth sank into the wing chair and released a heavy breath. Could she bear to be so close and yet so far away from Fitzwilliam?

Oh my word what an excerpt! I am even more intrigued now, why can't she tell him? I guess i'll find out soon enough. Thank you again Ginger and thank you for the giveaway!