To Walk in the Sun by Jane Charles

Hiding from a dangerous man, Tess Crawford thought The Wiggons’ School for Elegant Young Ladies would be the perfect place to disappear.

To walk in the sun

Hiding from a dangerous man, Tess Crawford thought The Wiggons’ School for Elegant Young Ladies would be the perfect place to disappear. Or it would be if the local villagers weren’t on edge because of the vampire in their midst, at least they think he’s a vampire. The fascination with the reclusive viscount disrupts the girls’ studies and Tess fights an unending battle to convince her students that monsters do not exist. Vincent Latimer, Viscount Atwood, is not a vampire, no matter what the villagers believe. He wishes the book, Wake Not the Dead, had never been written. There is a very good reason he visits his wife’s grave at night, and it has nothing to do with trying to raise her from the dead. When a storm thrusts Tess into Vincent’s path and destroys the school, both of their pasts collide.

Genre: FICTION / Romance / Regency

Secondary Genre: FICTION / Romance / Suspense

Language: English

Keywords: Regency romance, Historical Romance, Gothic Romance, Bluestocking, Broody Hero, Dark secret, Gothic Atmosphere, Injured War Hero, Masquerading as someone else, Mystery, Spinster, Treasure Hunt, Tragic past, Unconventional heroine, Widower

Word Count: 91,943

Sales info:

734 ratings/reviews on Amazon

4.3 average rating on Amazon

4.0 average rating on Goodreads


Sample text:

Lightning flashed in the distance and Tess Crawford gripped the ladder as the wind whipped hair across her face and skirts against her legs. She couldn’t have asked for a more perfect night and looked up toward the open window. It was past ten and her students should be asleep by now, but a lamp still burned.

With slow deliberation, Tess inched her way to the destination. Upon reaching the top, she ducked to the side and listened. It would do no good for the girls to catch her.

“At length Walter, heated with wine and love, conducted his bride into the nuptial chamber:”

Yes, that was Eliza reading. Why wasn’t she surprised?

“…but, oh! horror! Scarcely had he clasped her in his arms ere she transformed herself into a monstrous serpent, which entwining him in its horrid folds, crushed him to death.” Eliza’s voice rose with further anticipated horror.


Book translation status:

The book is available for translation into any language except those listed below:

LanguageStatus
Portuguese
Translation in progress. Translated by ANDRE DIOGO WEBER 2
Spanish
Translation in progress. Translated by Carolina La Rosa and Jorge Ledezma

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