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Three footmen, two buttons and the inevitable task of telling Mr. Colin Bridgerton his cheese has perished at sea 🧀

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When Colin’s long-awaited, much-anticipated delivery of cheese from the Continent sinks into the Strait of Dover, he is, predictably, devastated. Crying, mourning, and committed to wearing black for a fortnight in suitably dramatic fashion. If only his wife, who cannot tell the difference between Cheddar and Mozzarella, were available to comfort him.

Colin has a lot on his plate: a household to run, a wild toddler to chase, a very naked, very pregnant goddess of a wife with questionable taste in names…and a mother-in-law who simply refuses to leave him alone.

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She’s Like The Wind

When a freak April snowstorm traps Colin at Featherington House overnight, he’s forced to confront feelings he’s spent years ignoring. As the storm rages and danger closes in, Colin must face not only the threat to Penelope’s safety but the devastating truth about his own heart. But when morning comes, nothing is quite as it seems.

New collab with @mariequitecontrarie 💛💙

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Who in their right mind gives a drum to a child? 

Chapter 3 is up

Chapter 2 is up!

Christmas takes an unexpected turn for Colin when a “thoughtful” gift from his brother Benedict leads to parenting woes, pounding headaches, and increasingly creative fantasies about fratricide.

Or: All Colin wanted for Christmas was silence. All he got was drumming children.

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Long time ago I read one story from you about Summer camping, Penelope had accident on the boat and Colin freaked out, all Bridgertons were there... I just know I loved it and now I can't find it anymore. Is it deleted? Was it finished?

Hi! I unfortunately took it down from AO3 for a variety of reasons. I haven’t finished it, and at the moment I don’t have plans to, but it’s still sitting in my Google Docs. Who knows, maybe one day I’ll pick it back up. Never say never!

“I f*ck like I fence,” Colin declares, leaning back in his chair, a smug grin blooming across his face.

There is no preamble. No warning. Just that bold declaration hurled directly at Anthony and Benedict, like a gauntlet thrown at their feet.

Brandy. Boasting. Naked fencing. The Bridgerton brothers have never been stupider.

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After their son is born, Pen and Colin spend their first night as a married couple back at Featherington House. In the very room Pen hoped she’d never return to, Colin helps her lay old ghosts to rest.

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Chapter 2 is up: The Regency version of a man cold — Colin becomes ill with a cold. Portia, predictably, makes things worse.

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With a stomach full of sandwiches, tarts and brandy, and a flair for the theatrical, Colin declares himself on death’s door.

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Hiya! Thank you sm for asking 💛 This fic is my baby and I will continue and finish it, yes. I’m just not in the best headspace atm. I know what I want to happen and how I want it to end but it’s just not coming to the page atm. I’m probably putting too much pressure on myself to make it perfect. I apologize for the delay 😢