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Ten Reasons to Stay
Ten Reasons to Stay
Ten Reasons to Stay
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Ten Reasons to Stay

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A delightful eNovella from New York Times bestselling author Sabrina Jeffries about a young woman who learns that you can’t learn about love from a textbook.

In Ten Reasons to Stay, previously published in the anthology The School for Heiresses, lessons go far beyond etiquette and needlepoint. Eliza Crenshawe’s lesson is to look before she leaps. But when she discovers that her new guardian plans to marry her off without so much as a Season, she forgets all that. She flees—on a horse she unwittingly steals (oops!)—from Colin Hunt, a newly minted earl who wants nothing more than for her to go home…or stay forever.
LanguageEnglish
PublisherPocket Star
Release dateMay 6, 2013
ISBN9781476731612
Ten Reasons to Stay
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Sabrina Jeffries

At the tender age of twelve, Sabrina Jeffries decided she wanted to be a romance writer. It took her eighteen more years and a boring stint in graduate school before she sold her first book, but now her sexy and humorous historical romances routinely land on the USA Today and New York Times bestseller lists and have won several awards. She lives in North Carolina with her husband and son, where she writes full-time and is working on her next novel.

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  • Rating: 3 out of 5 stars
    3/5
    Posted on my blog I Heart Romance

    This novella was a very quick read for me. I was able to read it in a couple of hours or so. While this had a very promising plot, I thought the story was ok. Maybe because it is a novella and the author had to shorten the storyline - it just didn't work for me. I like my romance to be well developed and not a lust at first sight type of thing. Normally, I shy away from novellas because of this reason. However, I love Sabrina Jeffries' work so I decided to give this a shot.

    The story starts of as the heroine, Eliza sneaks into the stables of Colin to "borrow" a horse in the middle of the night. Of course, she is caught by Colin and so starts the steamy interrogation. It ends a couple of days later with both h and H proclaiming their love for each other.

    That last sentence really felt fake to me and felt very implausible. I can imagine attraction but not proclamations of love, no matter the circumstance.

    I gave this romance 3 hearts because of the hero and heroine. I love the sparks that flew between the two. The interaction between them was exciting, I thought. I love Eliza's spunk. Their interactions and come backs were very entertaining. Without that, I would have put the book down.

    I also love Colin. He is trying to put the past behind him after his anger and hurt when his wife died. And I could see that Eliza was the right woman to make him love again. For a novella, this had a couple of steamy sex scenes. I thought both were written very well.

    Eliza's uncle is the villain. Apparently, he owes a lot of money to a brewer who will not accept any payment other than Eliza's hand in marriage which is precisely the reason why she run away from her uncle. I honestly thought this villain was weak. I mean, in the end, the villain accepts his mistakes and promises to change his ways when Colin demanded that of him. This was very, very disappointing.

    Again, this brings me back to the romance which was pretty much unbelievable. I recommend this novella to those who enjoy a quick read and a spunky heroine.
  • Rating: 3 out of 5 stars
    3/5
    I did enjoy this novella--it was a cute, quick read--but it was too short in terms of plot and character development to get more than a three-star rating from me. I liked the characters, but really would have liked to have gotten to know them better. I have read many of Jeffries' novels, though none from this series (yet! They're definitely on my TBR list, especially after this teaser); it's possible that there was more about Eliza's character in the series' other books than we got in this one. I enjoyed the author's writing in this book--it was entertaining and witty--I just wanted a bit more from it. Hard to do in a novella format, though.
  • Rating: 5 out of 5 stars
    5/5
    Originally appeared on Tales to Tide You OverThis delightful novella makes it clear why I've heard Sabrina Jeffries's name often enough to recognize it. I chose Ten Reasons to Stay from a Net Galley list since I enjoy historical romance as a break from the other romances I read, perhaps because the obstacles are more straightforward than in contemporary romance. It's not about being all tied up in your headspace, but rather focuses on the societal barriers of class, bloodline, and reputation, things we like to pretend have little influence over us now despite clear evidence of the truth.Ten Reasons to Stay delves into those questions even more than most because of the character Colin, whose parentage is repugnant to most of his class. Though his parents were officially married when he was born, nothing could change his mother's dark East Indian skin, or the prejudice that comes with being considered a half-breed.The above might make you suspect a lot of backstory, especially for a shorter work, but that wouldn't be at all accurate. Jeffries shows herself to be a master at seeding the key issues without wasting too much time on them. You learn both his history and the consequences as they directly relate to the situation he finds himself in. The story never stops to bring them up, but rather winds the reasons into the reactions he expects, and usually receives.Which brings us to Eliza. A headstrong, brave, determined, and curious young woman, she is thrown into intolerable circumstances that she refuses to accept. After the tragic death of her father, she's put in the hands of a gin-soaked, abusive uncle who never recovered from the death of beloved wife, something Eliza's father was unaware of. I cut a sentence out of my review here because I realized it would be a spoiler, but trust that there's more to the story than it seems.Now that's a lot of story to pack into a short piece, but it's masterfully done. I'll leave the rest of the story for you to discover on your own as I think I've showed enough for you to know this novella has teeth, but with one small, or not so small, exception: This is not a sweet romance. The sexual aspects are pervasive and border on the erotic, something I'm still getting used to in historicals. What impresses me about the sex, though, is how even that aspect is true to the characters and seeped in the same complex mix of discovery, fears, and emotions that make this a compelling read.And for the writers out there, this is a learn from work in my option, in handling the complex backstory, including meat in a non-novel-length work, and making the sex integral to the story rather than just there to titillate.
  • Rating: 5 out of 5 stars
    5/5
    I was thrilled when I was given this ARC, even though I am not a huge fan of novella's, I found this was to be thoroughly entertaining. It definitely didn't have no slow start, very quick paced and easy to get into the flow of the story. I really enjoyed the charming characters that had me from the first page of the story.It starts out with a young woman trying to steal (borrow) a horse, to escape a forced marriage and ends up a prisoner in a Gothic castle of a house with Colin Hunt who has recently returned from India. Instantly we see sparks fly between these two like fireworks, and I found their romance a adventure. It was a quick and fast read and I probably read in within a hour, only 150 in my nook, so it didn't take very long to read----which is sometimes nice. I felt instantly drawn into this endearing love story that captivated me from the first line. Sabrina Jeffries always delivers in a outstanding way where she writes such stories with charm and flair. LOVED IT!!!
  • Rating: 3 out of 5 stars
    3/5
    Colin - recently returned from India to England - gets saddled with Eliza when he rides her trying to "borrow" his horse to run away from home. Then she puts him in a position where he can't easily rid himself of her. And by the time he can, he doesn't want to.Not great, not awful. This isn't a fill novel, more of a short story/novella (so it's hard to get too caught up in anything that short.) Like any other novella, the romance is fast paced. While it wasn't nearly as captivating as I find most of Sabrina Jeffries' books, it was not a total bomb either. Glad I read it but not sure I would recommend anyone to run out and buy it either.I was given this book to read in exchange for an honest review from Netgalley.
  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
    4/5
    My rating: 4 of 5 starsTen Reasons to Stay by Sabrina Jeffries was originally published in the anthology "The School for Heiresses". This is a short story/novella about to be released in e book format. Eliza has run away from home because her guardian has arranged a hasty marriage for her that she doesn't want. Intending to "borrow" a horse, she is caught red handed by Colin Hunt. Colin is recently returned to England from India. His wife died and he has been consumed with guilt. He plans to marry someday, but to a wife that is biddable and will allow him to live his life in peace. But, once he meets Eliza those plans may go up in smoke. The one thing about short stories is that the show build up to romance and sensuality is absent. In this story though, the plot was planned out in such a way that the rushed romance makes sense. Eliza is in danger from her guardian and Colin can't allow her be used that way and so comes to her rescue. In the process, Colin comes to terms with his wife's death and the guilt he has lived with. Although this is a short story, there is some depth. There is also sweet romance, sensuality and humor. Overall this one gets an A. Thanks to the publisher and Edelweiss for the e book edition of this novella.
  • Rating: 2 out of 5 stars
    2/5
    this wasn't a novella up to sabrina jeffries class. it was a poor excuse for a semi-erotic short story. normally I quite enjoy sabrina jeffries' stories and this series in particular. so when I got the chance to review from netgalley I was excited. unfortunately it didn't live up to my expectations. it was overly dramatic, not very well detailed and fairly boring. it read like a bad gotic novel. disappointed.
  • Rating: 5 out of 5 stars
    5/5
    A young woman runs away from her guardian who is trying to marry her off to a stranger and in the process of trying to find a horse to ride to London finds her self accused a thief and threaten to be sent back to her guarding my the new earl in the neighbor hood who shed been trying to borrow a horse from(in the dead of night with pout asking!) This is a lovely sweet romance story. A good light read
  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
    4/5
    Need a break from reality? Read this historical romance novella. The male MC is tall, dark, and handsome, not to mention exotic as well as a gentleman. The female MC is stubborn, fiesty, and passionately headstrong, but also tender-hearted. A perfect little period romance for a spring afternoon, especially for someone who doesn't have a lot of time to read a full-length novel. A good introduction to the author's work. This piece is as well-written as her other works. Net Galley Feedback[book:Ten Reasons to Stay|16102073][author:Sabrina Jeffries|50886]

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Ten Reasons to Stay - Sabrina Jeffries

One

T he new Earl of Monteith, Colin Hunt, had been in possession of Chaunceston Hall less than a day and already trouble was afoot.

Surrounded by unpacked boxes, Colin watched through his study window as a cloaked form darted across the lawn to slip into the stable. It was after midnight; none of the servants he’d hired in London should be about. And since the stable was filled with prime horseflesh he’d purchased at Tattersall’s earlier this week . . .

Confound these English thieves to hell! Unearthing his pistol from a box, he loaded it and shoved it into the waistband of his trousers before hurrying into the hall.

Why wasn’t some groom outside guarding the stable? Because this wasn’t India, of course. In Colin’s home country of twenty-eight years, the weather was so balmy that a syce could sleep across the stable doorway very comfortably. But here in England, no sane man slept outdoors in such weather.

Grumbling to himself about the brutal English winter, he donned his heaviest wool surtout, lit a lantern, and headed out. The gust of icy wind that greeted him made him swear vilely.

He missed the hot Poona days, the sultry Calcutta nights, where a man could lie naked in his bed and still be comfortable. A wave of homesickness swept him. He missed spicy pickles and cinnamon-scented tobacco and jackal hunts with the local jemadar and other fellows from the native infantry . . ..

Who would just as soon slip a knife in his back as breathe.

Colin sighed. He didn’t miss that, the suspicions and spying, the petty grievances that erupted into violence, the ever-present threat of marauding bandits, of mutinies and rebellions. Of women cowering beneath the sword—

He shuddered. No, there was nothing left for him in India, no reason to stay where the persistent memories of his wife’s slaughter at Poona could torment him. He wanted peace, and he’d hoped to find it in the sleepy English countryside.

This wasn’t a promising start. It was only his first night at the Devon estate he’d inherited from his late, unlamented grandfather, and already the local rogues were robbing him. But they were in for a surprise. Half-Indian or no, he had every right to live here, and they would soon learn that he meant to hold on to what was his.

With that resolve beating in his breast, he slid open the stable door. At first he could see nothing, just his new Cleveland Bays sleeping in their stalls. But the faint acrid scent of a recently snuffed candle hung in the air, proving that the cloaked figure probably still lurked here.

He swept his lantern in a wide arc, then came back to where his pride of purchase, a chestnut Arabian, stood wide-awake. She was saddled and ready, with a cloth sack slung over the pommel.

His temper flared.

Come out now, whoever you are! Colin demanded, setting the lantern on a hook. If you force me to go stall by stall to find you—

No need for that, sir, said a decidedly young voice as a short figure emerged from the stall. Colin glimpsed riding boots and breeches before the fellow shrank into his voluminous cloak like a turtle into its shell. Beg pardon, but I didn’t mean to wake you. I was just seeing to the horse.

Seeing to stealing it, you mean.

No! The lad’s head jerked up, though the hood of his cloak still shielded his face. I-I merely wish to borrow it. I know the owner personally, and I assure you he’d happily loan it to me if he were here.

Colin didn’t know whether to laugh at the bold devil or shoot him. That, too, is a lie.

Honestly, sir, the owner’s wife is a good friend of mine.

That’s impossible. Furious that this thief persisted in his pretense, Colin slid his hand inside his surtout to grasp his pistol. The owner’s wife is dead.

Dead! The lad sounded genuinely upset. How did it happen? Did the duchess die in childbirth? I can’t believe—

Hold up there, lad. What duchess?

The duchess of Foxmoor. You said that the owner’s wife—

The owner of this horse, of this entire estate, is the Earl of Monteith.

Who’s lying now? the fellow retorted. The earl has been dead for six years or more.

If the boy knew that, then he wasn’t some wandering horse thief. Which also explained why he thought that the duke owned the estate; Foxmoor had managed it for the heir. "The new Earl of Monteith is alive and well, I assure you."

The new— The lad broke off with a groan. Ohh, I forgot. The duke’s cousin inherited the Monteith title. But he’s over in— He stared at Colin. Blast.

Exactly. Was it usual for a country boy to know so much about a duke and his family? "I am the owner. And you are trespassing."

I-I suppose that means you won’t lend me a horse.

That’s exactly what it means.

I understand. Don’t blame you a bit. The fellow turned his head toward the open door beyond Colin. I won’t keep you any longer. I’ll just go—

The hell you will, Colin bit out and took a step forward.

A hand suddenly appeared from beneath the fellow’s cloak, bearing a rather substantial flintlock pistol. S-stand aside, he said as he pointed the gun at Colin.

Colin’s fingers tensed on his own weapon . . . until he noticed that the thief’s pistol wasn’t cocked, and the barrel was an ancient rusted relic. He’d lay odds that the thing hadn’t been loaded in twenty years, much less fired. An unloaded weapon won’t do you much good, lad, he said dryly.

The fellow’s hand shook. How did you know it isn’t loaded?

I didn’t. Colin taunted him with a smile. But I do now.

The lad groaned. Without warning he hurled the pistol at Colin. As the heavy weapon glanced off Colin’s brow and the boy dashed past him, Colin let out a roar and lunged after him.

Catching the fellow’s hood, Colin yanked him back, then slammed him against the stable wall and pinned his arms at his sides. Now see here, you little devil— he began as the lad’s bared head shot up and their gazes met.

The words died in Colin’s throat. Because the nearby lamp flooding the thief’s face revealed porcelain features and a tumbled-down length of thick, golden brown hair that were decidedly not male.

I’ll be damned, Colin murmured. You’re a woman.

And quite a woman, too, judging from the full mouth, rosy cheeks, and long silky lashes. Not to mention the ample breasts crushed against his chest. No wonder she’d worn a cloak. No one would ever mistake her for a boy without it, breeches or no.

A series of sweet-scented breaths stuttered from between her pretty lips and her lightly freckled cheeks flushed. For the first time in a long while, his blood stirred.

Get off of me, blast you! she cried. You’ve no right—

I wouldn’t be talking about rights just now, if I were you, he warned, trying not to be affected by the soft, feminine body plastered to him from thigh to chest. Last I heard, they hang horse thieves in England.

Her chin trembled. You know perfectly well I’m no horse thief.

He did know. Despite her oaths, her speech was that of a well-bred miss. And if her tale about borrowing a horse from the duke was true, she had the connections of one, too.

But why was she out at midnight dressed as a boy? Tell me who and what you are.

I’d rather not.

And I’d rather not release you, so it appears we’ll be here all night, he said, deliberately pressing his body into her.

It appears so, she said, but with less bravado.

As he gave her his fiercest glare, she began chewing on her lower lip, and the girlish gesture made him feel like a scoundrel for bullying her. With a curse, he released her arms and shoved away from the wall.

Thank you. She pulled her hood back up to cover her hair. Warily she edged out from between him and the wall, then slid toward the door. I’ll be sure to tell Louisa of your kindness.

If the foolish wench thought he would free her simply because she’d tossed out the name of his cousin’s wife, she was mistaken. Oh, no, you don’t. He whipped out his weapon. "My pistol is loaded. And you aren’t going anywhere until you tell me why you were ‘borrowing’ my horse."

Her eyes fixed on the gun, and even in the lantern light, he could see her flinch. You . . . you wouldn’t shoot a woman.

She was right, but he didn’t put the pistol away. You never know what a foreigner might do when faced with a lying thief.

"I’m not lying! I really was

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