The Debutante has entered the chat…
And she’s brought wine.
It has happened. After months of whispered speculation, wild conjecture, and at least three near-duels, I—Miss Lucine Elizabeth Watson—have released my first novel into the world.
It is titled, with scandalous accuracy, A Dramatic Debut.
This isn’t just a debut. It’s the beginning of the end—for propriety, peace, and one gentleman’s restraint.
📚 Click here to read it before your rivals do
What is it about? Oh, just the usual:
A dangerously intelligent debutante
One (or two) emotionally damaged men
A kiss so improper it might as well be criminal
Lace, longing, and the occasional musket
Naturally, this calls for a celebration. Which brings me to—
🍷 Lucine’s Parlour Drinking Game 🍷
(Designed for use while reading—or recovering.)
Take a sip when:
– Someone gazes too long and says too little
– A woman is underestimated (again)
– A gentleman broods attractively
– You whisper “OH NO” but keep reading
Finish your glass if:
– You wish to punch someone (likely a self-proclaimed “gentleman”… it always is…)
– You begin drafting your own scandalous novel
– You fall in love with a man who doesn’t exist. Again.
Warning: This book may result in dramatic sighs, literary cravings, and a burning desire to wear something with corset boning.
Read it. Review it. Gossip about it.
But above all…
don’t you dare behave.
Improperly yours,
Lucine Elizabeth Watson
Debutante. Authoress. Hazard to civil society.
Composed on the 17th of June, 1835, between bouts of sighing, scandal, and the urge to elope with a printing press. Miss Lucine Elizabeth Watson—authoress, chaos instigator, and serial overuser of the em dash—remains at large and deeply unrepentant.