Queen Bee
(Sprache: Englisch)
A teen girl seeking retribution against her backstabbing former best friend finds her plans slightly derailed once she catches the eye of a familiar, handsome marquess. Bestselling author Amalie Howard delivers a delightful, anti-historical Regency-era...
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A teen girl seeking retribution against her backstabbing former best friend finds her plans slightly derailed once she catches the eye of a familiar, handsome marquess. Bestselling author Amalie Howard delivers a delightful, anti-historical Regency-era romp that’s Bridgerton meets The Count of Monte Cristo!Lady Ela Dalvi knows the exact moment her life was forever changed—when her best friend, Poppy, betrayed her without qualm over a boy, the son of a duke. She was sent away in disgrace, her reputation ruined.
Nearly three years later, eighteen-year-old Ela is consumed with bitterness and a desire for . . . revenge. Her enemy is quickly joining the crème de la crème of high society while she withers away in the English countryside.
With an audacious plan to get even, Ela disguises herself as a mysterious heiress and infiltrates London’s elite. But when Ela reunites with the only boy she’s ever loved, she begins to question whether vengeance is still her greatest desire.
In this complicated game of real-life chess, Ela must choose her next move: Finally bring down the queen or capture the king’s heart?
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Chapter OneLyra
Everyone sees what you appear to be, few feel what you are, and those few do not dare to oppose themselves to the opinion of the many.
--Niccolo Machiavelli
London, March 1817
Wincing at the ache in my ribs--I could have sworn I d heard one of them creak--I sucked in a shallow breath, my fingers white-knuckling the chair as Sally, my lady s maid and friend, pulled the laces of my stays. Traditional long stays weren t ever truly laced tight, just enough to underscore the lines of the gown, but I could barely breathe as the stiffly woven twill fabric pinched my upper torso. The pressure in my chest was most likely due to nerves.
I was about to take down the reigning queen and king of this year s social season, which meant the evening had to be perfect . . . everything had to be perfect. First impressions were a valuable tool, and a person usually had only one chance at them.
A bit looser, Sally, I said through my teeth.
She met my gaze in the mirror, her green eyes calm. Breathe in, count to five, and then release.
Listening to her sage counsel, I inhaled and exhaled. Panic prickled beneath my skin, but with each gentle tug, I felt it start to ease. Stays were a lady s battle armor--after all, I was going to war, the glittering ballrooms of London my battlefield.
Tonight wasn t about finding a match from the marriage mart. Tonight was about claiming what was mine--position, influence, power. Those things had been taken from me without my consent . . . things that were my right as the daughter of a peer.
A splendid come-out. A glittering social season. An impressive suitor.
All stolen.
And I intended to take them back.
It was my very first season . . . my ticket into the ton, the crème de la crème of British high society. From February to midsummer, the elite left their grand country estates and flocked to town for countless balls,
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dinner parties, and entertainments while parliament was in session. Arguably it was the best time to launch a son or daughter of marriageable age into society and make an excellent match.
Nostalgia gripped me. It would have been nice to come out under the name my parents had given me, but that chance was lost forever now.
My nemesis had taken that from me, too.
The basic tenet of revenge was simple. Niccolo Machiavelli, author of The Prince, had the right of it: If an injury has to be done to a man, it should be so severe that his vengeance need not be feared. In other words, crush or be crushed. Revenge was much like chess--a game of positioning and strategy. A game of patience. A game of power.
A game I intended to win.
Poppy Landers was going down.
Breathe. You ve got this.
Reaching for equanimity, I focused on my plan to take down the queen and checkmate the king. As with any round of chess, the first move would set the tone for an entire game.
The season s opening ball at Almack s Assembly Rooms, the so-called seventh heaven of the fashionable world, would be vital to my success. Receiving an invitation voucher to Almack s was a rite of passage, and one I intended to savor. Luckily for me, my companion and chaperone, Lady Birdie, was dear friends with Lady Sefton, one of the esteemed patronesses of the institution, and once Lady Sefton had confirmed that I was suitably wellborn and in possession of an obscene fortune that would make the eligible gentlemen sit up and take notice, my voucher had been approved.
I sucked in another quick breath as Sally and the other maids lifted over my head the delicate ivory gown that was adorned with fine chikankari embroidery of lotus flowers and vines. For jewelry, I wore my late mama s
Nostalgia gripped me. It would have been nice to come out under the name my parents had given me, but that chance was lost forever now.
My nemesis had taken that from me, too.
The basic tenet of revenge was simple. Niccolo Machiavelli, author of The Prince, had the right of it: If an injury has to be done to a man, it should be so severe that his vengeance need not be feared. In other words, crush or be crushed. Revenge was much like chess--a game of positioning and strategy. A game of patience. A game of power.
A game I intended to win.
Poppy Landers was going down.
Breathe. You ve got this.
Reaching for equanimity, I focused on my plan to take down the queen and checkmate the king. As with any round of chess, the first move would set the tone for an entire game.
The season s opening ball at Almack s Assembly Rooms, the so-called seventh heaven of the fashionable world, would be vital to my success. Receiving an invitation voucher to Almack s was a rite of passage, and one I intended to savor. Luckily for me, my companion and chaperone, Lady Birdie, was dear friends with Lady Sefton, one of the esteemed patronesses of the institution, and once Lady Sefton had confirmed that I was suitably wellborn and in possession of an obscene fortune that would make the eligible gentlemen sit up and take notice, my voucher had been approved.
I sucked in another quick breath as Sally and the other maids lifted over my head the delicate ivory gown that was adorned with fine chikankari embroidery of lotus flowers and vines. For jewelry, I wore my late mama s
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Autoren-Porträt von Amalie Howard
AMALIE HOWARD is a USA Today and Publishers Weekly bestselling author of historical romance, including The Beast of Beswick, The Rakehell of Roth, and Always Be My Duchess, and has penned several critically acclaimed young adult novels. She is an AAPI, Caribbean-born writer whose work has been featured in publications such as Entertainment Weekly and Oprah Daily. When she’s not writing, she can usually be found reading; being the president of her one-woman Harley Davidson motorcycle club, #WriteOrDie; or power-napping. She lives in Colorado with her family.
Bibliographische Angaben
- Autor: Amalie Howard
- Altersempfehlung: Ab 12 Jahre
- 2023, Internationale Ausgabe, 368 Seiten, Maße: 14 x 20,6 cm, Kartoniert (TB), Englisch
- Verlag: Penguin Random House
- ISBN-10: 0593650328
- ISBN-13: 9780593650325
- Erscheinungsdatum: 08.05.2023
Sprache:
Englisch
Pressezitat
A satisfyingly delightful tale of deception, retribution, and romance. Kirkus ReviewsFast-paced, engaging, and a lot of fun, Howard's novel is a true diamond of the first water. Booklist
"A cathartic and enjoyable read for fans of high-society intrigue and drama." Publishers Weekly
"A gossipy, vengeance-drenched romance." School Library Journal
Amalie Howard delights and captivates a refreshingly updated historical that has quickly become one of my favorites! Jennifer L. Armentrout, #1 New York Times bestselling author of From Blood and Ash
Immersive and inclusive. Amalie Howard brings a new twist to Regency romance in this intriguing story about deceit, bitterness, vengeance . . . and finding true love. Readers are in for a treat! Brigid Kemmerer, New York Times bestselling author of Defy the Night
Amalie Howard brings a much-needed breath of fresh air to Regency romance in this buzzy revenge romp rich with feisty characters and unexpected friendship. Stacey Lee, New York Times bestselling author of Reese s Book Club Pick The Downstairs Girl
Funny, smart, and enchanting. Thoughtfully handled moments of grief and friendship and a swoon-worthy romance make this novel difficult to put down. Krystal Marquis, New York Times bestselling author of The Davenports
A divine dip into Regency waters! What happens when you have to choose between revenge and love? Set within a multicultural, LGBTQ-positive society, Queen Bee takes flight. Jodi Picoult, #1 New York Times bestselling author of Wish You Were Here
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