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The TBR Pile

The following is a list of the books on my TBR pile, in my possession at the moment. Of course, the list of “books to read someday” is much longer, and can be found here.

The Love Knot, by Vanessa Alexander
The Uncommon Reader, by Alan Bennett
The Book of Fires, by Jane Borodale
Evelina, by Frances Burney
Shadows and Strongholds, by Elizabeth Chadwick
The Marsh King’s Daughter, by EC
The Love Knot, by EC
Lords of the White Castle, by EC
The Falcons of Montabard, by EC
The Lady Tree, by Christie Dickason
Henry of the High Rock, by Juliet Dymoke
The Botticelli Secret, by Marina Fiorato
The Young Pretenders, by Edith Henrietta Fowler
The Water Horse, by Julia Gregson
The Queen’s Governess, by Karen Harper
The Victory, by Cynthia-Harrod-Eagles
The Regency, by CH-E
The Campaigners, by CH-E
The Reckoning, by CH-E
The Question, by CH-E
A Hollow Crown, by Helen Hollick
The Carlyles at Home, by Thea Holmes
Lord of the Far Island, by Victoria Holt
Bride of Pendorric, by Victoria Holt
A London Child of the 1870s, by Molly Hughes
The Penguin Complete Ghost Stories of MR James
Small Wars, by Sadie Jones
O, Juliet, by Robin Maxwell
Vainglory, by Geraldine McCaughrean
Tulip Fever, by Deborah Moggach
Miss Marjoribanks, by Margaret Oliphant
What Jane Austen Ate and Charles Dickens Knew, by Daniel Pool
The King Must Die, by Mary Renault
The Far Cry, by Emma Smith
Wildfire at Midnight, by Mary Stewart
My Brother Michael, by MS
The Moonspinners, by MS
Saplings, by Noel Streatfeild
Lark Rise to Candleford, by Flora Thompson
No Angel, by Penny Vincenzi
Within the Fetterlock, by Brian Wainwright
Vile Bodies, by Evelyn Waugh
They Were Sisters, by Dorothy Whipple
Someone at a Distance, by Dorothy Whipple

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