title: The Heir and the Spare
author:  Emily Albright 
description: Gr 9 UpNineteen-year-old Evie is following in her parent's footsteps by attending the University of Oxford. Despite transferring as a sophomore, Evie is immediately accepted into a group of friends and just as quickly develops a relationship with the debonair "spare heir" to the English throne, Edmund. With Edmund's help, Evie is on a quest to uncover a family secret that unfolds through a series of letters from her deceased mother. While the two grow closer, they face continuous obstacles, including the intrusion of Edmund's parent-approved love interest, Lady Jax, and Evie's common social standing as an American. However, readers will suspect very early on the secret that Evie keeps from Edmund. The plot moves along at a quick, though somewhat predictable pace. Supporting characters are one-dimensional, and Prince Edmund is almost entirely infallible. Fans of Meg Cabot's "Princess Diaries" (HarperCollins) may gravitate toward this one. VERDICT Teens will overlook predictability in favor of the delicious, compulsively readable fairy tale romance.Lynn Rashid, Marriotts Ridge High School, Marriottsville, MD
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  “Five berries equal the five separate kisses I challenge you to steal.”
  
  Notorious rake Henry “Hal” Stuart, Earl of Redbridge, is certain he’ll win his
  Christmas bet—until he learns he’ll be stealing Lady Elizabeth Wilding’s
  kisses. A woman who refuses to be charmed!
  
  Once jilted, Lizzie must guard her heart, because the ton is unaware of her
  scandalous secret—her son! Despite their increasing attraction, she can’t risk
  the persistent Hal bringing down her defenses. But when her former fiancé
  returns, Lizzie realizes that perhaps Hal’s the one man she can trust—with her
  heart and her son...
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Hal quickly closed the distance and whispered again, far too close to her ear.
  
  “Think, Lizzie. Here we are. The stars are twinkling up above.” Those strong
  arms slowly snaked around her waist and pulled her closer. “If you gaze up at
  me with convincing longing, the old fool will assume we are having a tryst.”
  
  Arguing against his logic was prevented by the ominously close 