welcome to the highwaygirl and the world of Beatrice
In the opulent corridors of 18th-century England, one aristocratic young woman dares to defy convention and forge her own destiny.
Beatrice Seymour-Barclay and her father don't always see eye-to-eye, but she loves her home, her devoted horse, Asta, and the time she spends with her cousin, Christopher.
Then her father agrees her hand in marriage to the elderly Earl Staunton, and everything changes.
Beatrice is devastated and in one last act of rebellion, she leaves the comfort of her Georgian home with Christopher and Asta and embarks on a new life as a highway robber and outlaw.
A chain of adventures follows, taking Beatrice across the country, and from England to America. Join her on her exhilarating journey in this tale of rebellion, love, and the pursuit of freedom.
Will Beatrice hang for her life of crime? Or will she be caught, and made to marry the Earl?
This thrilling novel will captivate readers who love historical fiction, equestrian adventures, and rebellious women who won’t settle for a life of rules and expectations.
A LITTLE MORE Beatrice
I think there is a little bit of Beatrice in all of us ladies out there, of all ages and stages. I know I wish I had half of her gumption. It must have been so hard to be your own person, be your own woman, the person you were born to be, in those days. It must have been so difficult to shout your own voice without fear of any number of repercussions. The stakes were so high back then that if you did it could have resulted in so many horrible consequences.
Beatrice was led by her instincts, she just couldn't help herself. She put her heart and her courage on the line, put her life on the line. Luckily this audaciousness was helped along by the enlightenment movement which gave the tiniest of chinks in society's rigged rules.
Courage happens everywhere, all the time, all over the world. It's happening now. Local heroines and heroes are everywhere, standing up for what they believe in. Being brave comes in all shapes and sizes. A child's first day at school, speaking your mind, a skydive for the first time. So for all the heroines and heroes out there, I salute you, past and present. I salute your bravery. We all need a heroine and a hero and Beatrice is mine. So let’s raise a glass of whatever floats your drinking boat to courage.
