Lady Wynwood’s Spies series
Christian Regency Romantic Suspense serial novel
After the abuse she suffered during her short marriage, widowed Lady Wynwood has finally regained emotional and spiritual peace. But old secrets and new friends draw her into danger. Now she and her newly-formed ring of spies race to stop a mysterious organization determined to help Napoleon win the war.
There are three standalone prequels for this series: Lissa and the Spy, The Spinster’s Christmas, and The Gentleman Thief.
The rest of the books in the series are NOT stand-alone, and some of them end on a bit of a cliffhanger.
I’ve plotted out all the books in the series, and plan for there to be 12 main volumes. Stay tuned for this epic series!
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What’s up with the Gentlemen Quartet?
I wrote Prelude for a Lord, the first book in my Gentlemen Quartet series, in the same year that I wrote The Spinster’s Christmas, the prequel book to my Lady Wynwood’s Spies series.
Since then, I’ve been working on the next Lady Wynwood’s Spies series books, but I do intend to go back to the Gentlemen Quartet and continue writing books for that series. If you belong to my email newsletter, you’ll be sure to hear when the next book (Lady Wynwood or Gentlemen Quartet) is available.
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Series name change
Readers who have been with me from the beginning know that the original series name was the “Lady Wynwood series,” but the name changed to the “Lady Wynwood’s Spies series.” You can read on my blog about why the name and the series structure changed.
Forced to greet “Mr. Purdue,” Mr. Vernon couldn’t stop a grimace of disdain as he very briefly touched the dirty hand with two glove-clad fingers. “Er … yes … indeed. Were you perhaps with the man who ran away?”
“Oh, no, sir. I didn’t see him. I came this direction because I heard the screaming.”
Mr. Vernon frowned. “Such a racket he was making.”
“But if you were wondering,” Phoebe said with a trace of sarcasm, “he appeared uninjured.”
Mr. Vernon nodded absently, and glanced around the small clearing. “Miss Sauber, I feel I should mention that it is improper for you to be meeting this person in this secluded place. We should return to the archery party.”
Phoebe pressed her lips together so she wouldn’t retort with something outrageous such as, I was just deciding to elope with Mr. Purdue in order to escape your insufferable presence at the archery party.
Or, But I haven’t yet hidden the body of the man I just shot.
Or, Mr. Vernon, it would improve my mood greatly if you would hold perfectly still whilst I connect my fist to your rather large nose.
She sighed and instead said, “Mr. Purdue was helping me recover my arrow.”
Strangely, Mr. Coulton-Jones gave her a sidelong glance and his mouth twitched in amusement, as if he knew she had wanted to say something completely inappropriate.
— Excerpt from Lady Wynwood’s Spies, Volume 1: Archer by Camille Elliot