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The Nell Gwyn Chronicles - 6

Snippets about Nell Gwyn, told from the point of view of Nell and her lover, Charles II

Nell “All right, all right, break it up! What’s going on?” I picked up my skirts and ran towards the fight. The mob jeered to see a girl push her way through, but when it became clear that I intended to break them up myself a couple of men stepped in to h...

The Nell Gwyn Chronicles - 5

Snippets about Nell Gwyn, told from the point of view of Nell and her lover, King Charles II

Charles Sweet lord, she was beautiful. My eyes widened, as though by doing so they could take in more of her shape, the glistening of water on her soft skin, the spirals of steam that shrouded her heart shaped face in mystery. The tiniest of groans escape...

The Nell Gwyn Chronicles - 4

Snippets about Nell Gwyn, told from the point of view of Nell and her lover, King Charles II

Charles “Charles!” My brother clicked his fingers in front of my face and I blinked, jolted back to the present. “Hmm?” “What is up with you this afternoon? Your head is in the clouds; you barely listen when we call your name.” James’ voice was light-hear...

The Nell Gwyn Chronicles - 3

Snippets about Nell Gwyn, told from the point of view of Nell and her lover, King Charles II

Charles I laughed as her eyes widened to the size of gold coins, her plump little lips dropping into an infinitely kissable O. For a moment she was speechless as she took in the size of the room, the gold leafing of the walls and the heavy velvet curtains...

The Nell Gwyn Chronicles - 2

Snippets about Nell Gwyn, told from the point of view of Nell and her lover, King Charles II

Nell I liked him. I’ve never been a girl to beat about the bush and I certainly didn’t intend to start with the King. In truth, however, the idea of meeting the man himself had set my stomach fluttering, terrified that the only small talk I knew how to ma...

The Nell Gwyn Chronicles - 1

Snippets about Nell Gwyn, told from the point of view of Nell and her lover, King Charles II

Nell The knock was soft, but made us both jump nonetheless. “Don’t get it,” Jamie whispered in my ear, “Whoever it is will go away.” Ignoring him, I climbed to my feet and straightened my skirts. “If you’ve come with gifts or flowers, you’re supposed to l...