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Lady Miranda Rohan looked at her dearest friend with a wicked grin. They were sitting in Miranda's bedroom in the Rohan townhouse on Clarges Street as the young lady of the house prepared for a clandestine night out. "Oh, I don't trust him, either," she said cheerfully. "That's half the fun. Don't lecture me, darling. I've been a very good girl for three seasons now, and this is the first time I've done anything even remotely naughty. They want me to find someone to marry, and I'm just experimenting."
"I don't think your parents are going to let you marry Christopher St. John," Jane said tartly.
"No, I don't expect they will," she said with a sigh. "I don't think it's fair, though. They'd probably reject him because he has no money, but I have more than enough for both of us. We could live very well on my income."
Jane looked at her strangely. "Would you really want to marry Mr. St. John?"
Miranda shrugged. "He's as good as anyone, I suppose. It's not as if I were a great beauty and could take my pick. Certainly there are a number of men who'd have me, and I expect I'll end up with one of them, but in the meantime I just want to indulge in a tiny bit of wicked flirtation."
"You're very pretty, Miranda!" Jane protested.
"Well, I'm not a complete antidote," Miranda admitted. "I'm just ordinary. I'm neither tall nor short, plump nor thin, my eyes and my hair are a nice boring brown. My face is inoffensive. Nothing for anyone to take a disgust of. But nothing to induce a wild passion, though Christopher St. John seems quite enthusiastic. Though I expect he's probably more enthusiastic about my money than my person," she added in a practical voice.
"Then why risk your reputation by going to Vauxhall with him? Alone!" Jane cried. "I'd be happy to come with you, or you could take your maid "
"Absolutely not," Miranda said briskly, tying her domino at her neck and pulling it around her. Her clothes were far too discreet and modest for a raucous night at the pleasure gardens, but the domino would be adequate disguise. "I want to dance wildly and drink wine and play cards for high stakes and laugh too loudly. I want to kiss and be kissed until I get tired of it, and I want to do it with the most beautiful man I've ever seen. You have to admit Christopher is beautiful."
"His chin is too weak," Jane said in a grumpy voice.
"Not as far as I'm concerned," Miranda said. "I'm only sorry this just came up, though I doubt I could have made my escape if you weren't here. My sister-in-law takes her duties very seriously since my parents have gone up to Scotland, and she's always asking me what I'm doing. The thing is, I don't want you to have to lie for me if anyone notices I'm gone."
"Well, I'm not going to lie for you," Jane said. "I'll tell them exactly where you went and with who."
"With whom," Miranda corrected absently. "And it won't be a problem. It'll be too late to find me, and my family knows I'm not an idiot. I'll be home around midnight, uncompromised, and no one need ever know. I just want a taste of freedom before I agree to marry one of those boring young men my brothers keep bringing home. Just a few stolen kisses while we watch the fireworks at midnight, and then I'll be safely back and chances are no one will even notice that I went out. And what can they do to me if they find out—beat me?"
"You know you'll manage to charm your entire family out of being angry with you," Jane said. "You'll even manage to charm me."
Miranda pulled the hood over her boring brown hair and reached for her loo mask. "That's because I'm adorable," she said pertly. "Don't worry about me, love. I'll be back before you know it."
Jane looked at her, worried. "I wish you wouldn't go. I don't think Mr. St. John is trustworthy."
"We've already gone over that. I'll marry someone trustworthy. I'll be just a tiny bit wicked with someone beautiful beforehand." She leaned over and planted a kiss on Jane's cheek. "Don't worry about me. I'll be fine." And a moment later she was gone.
There were times, looking back on that night, when Lady Miranda Rohan couldn't believe how stupid she'd been. How gullible, how certain of her own invulnerability that she never considered the danger. Christopher St. John was charming, rakish, ever so slightly dissolute, and spending a few unchaperoned hours with him should have been perfectly safe. He'd been so handsome. Penniless, but that hadn't bothered her. She would inherit more than enough for both of them. And after three years on the marriage mart there'd been no one she'd even considered as a possible husband, until Christopher had glided into her life, with his perfect face and tall, straight body, his white teeth and his charming smile.
She'd laughed when he'd suggested she elope with him. It took her far too long to realize that the closed carriage he was using to return her home was taking too much time, that while Christopher was dozing on the seat opposite her the road was becoming rougher. And when she pushed up the blind she saw only pitch-black night, not the lights of London.
She hadn't succumbed to hysterics, though she'd been tempted. She'd been firm, angry, determined. And in the long run, helpless. He'd maintained his charm throughout her protests. He loved her, he adored her, he couldn't live without her. And yes, without her substantial fortune.
"I won't marry you," she'd said firmly. "You can drag me in front of a minister at Gretna Green and I'll still say no."
"First off, Miranda darling," he'd said in the smooth voice she'd once found enchanting and now found irritating. "Ministers don't have to do the marrying in Scotland. Anyone is qualified. Secondly, you'll say yes, once you realize you have no other choice."
"I'll always have another choice."
"Not once you're ruined. Now, stop fussing. You've been spoiled and willful and now you're going to have to pay the price. We'll deal well enough together. I won't be a demanding husband."
"You won't be my husband at all," she'd said darkly.
"Now that's where you're wrong."
She'd hoped he'd take her to an inn where she could throw herself on the mercy of the innkeeper. Instead he brought her to a small cottage in the country, miles away from anyone else, with one sullen servant who'd ignored her.
It had been her own fault, Miranda told herself, refusing to cry. And St. John was right about one thing: it was up to her to pay the price. Just not the price he thought he'd guaranteed.
Because compromising her was not enough. St. John was a man who cared about the details, and the second night he took her virginity, to ensure his financial future.
It hadn't been rape. Miranda had curled up, holding her stomach afterward. She'd neither screamed nor fought, and when it became clear that it was going to happen she did her best to get into the spirit of the thing.
Vastly overrated. He kissed and slobbered over her breasts, actions that left her entirely unmoved. She'd never seen a penis that hadn't belonged to a baby, but she found the adult version fairly unprepossessing. It was short and squat in a nest of hair and really quite unattractive. It was just as well she didn't intend to seek out any future acquaintance with one.
It hurt, of course. She'd been warned that it would the first time, but St. John apparently considered her listless response to be arousing, for he repeated the process two more nights, and each night she hurt, each night she bled, and when he told her to prepare for him on the fourth night she'd slammed a water ewer down over his head, watching him slump unconscious at her feet.
It had been an oversight that she hadn't tried that before. If she'd just had the brains to consider brute force the first night she might still have retained at least her physical innocence, if nothing else.
She'd stepped over St. John's body, only slightly concerned that she might have killed him, went downstairs and headed for the stables. The hired carriage had been returned, but Christopher's showy chestnut was there, and it had taken her only a few minutes to saddle and bridle him, thanking God her father had always insisted his children know about horseflesh. Riding astride was its own misery, particularly considering St. John's attentions, but by the time she was an hour away from the cottage she ran into a small army come to rescue her, including her three brothers and her formerly annoying sister-in-law Annis.
"Don't kill him," she'd said calmly as she was bustled into the carriage they'd brought with them.
"Why not?" her brother Benedick grumbled. "Father would tell me to. Don't tell me you're in love with the creature?"
Her expression had answered that ridiculous question. "I just want to forget about it."
"Miranda is right," Annis had said, earning her eternal gratitude. "The more fuss we make, the bigger the scandal, and we'd like this to blow over quickly, would we not? I suggest you horsewhip him and leave him at that."
"He didn't touch you, did he? Didn't force himself on you?" Benedick had demanded.
It wasn't that she wanted to lie. But her fiery-tempered older brother would have gutted St. John if he'd known the truth, and even peers couldn't get away with murder.
"Of course not. He wants to marry me, not make me hate him."
Benedick had believed her calm assertion, and she and Annis had started back for London, while her brothers moved on for revenge. "I don't know if we're going to be able to keep this quiet, Miranda," Annis said in a practical voice. "You know how the gossips are, and I think Mr. St. John might have deliberately dropped a few hints before he absconded with you." Her dark blue eyes swept over Miranda, warm with sympathy. "I'm afraid you might be ruined."
Miranda ignored the sick feeling in the pit of her stomach. It was becoming second nature to her. "There are worse things in this life," she had said.
But in truth, it didn't appear that there were. Her parents had rushed back to England, her mother full of hugs and comfort and not a word of reproach, her father coming up with outrageously intricate plans to remove parts of St. John's anatomy and feed it to the fishes. When her monthly courses had arrived, on time, she had breathed a sigh of relief, and the rest of the family remained safely ignorant of her loss of innocence.
But in the end it hadn't mattered. Miranda was no longer welcome among the ton. Her invitation to Almack's had been politely withdrawn. Mothers and daughters had crossed the street rather than be obliged to speak to her, and when forced, gave her the cut direct. She was a pariah, an outcast, just as Christopher St. John had sworn she'd be.
He'd had the consummate gall to show up at her house and offer to do the honorable thing. He'd sworn that it was his passion for her that had overcome his scruples, that he would marry her and the scandal would soon die down. They loved each other, and his darling Miranda would soon get over her case of the sulks.
Marriage to him was still her only route. If she wished, they could even live in separate establishments, and he'd be certain to see that she received a generous allowance from the money that would now be in his control.
And it had been her father, Adrian Rohan, the Marquess of Haverstoke himself who'd thrown him down the stairs of their vast house on Clarges Street.
Miranda had retired to the country for a few months, until a new scandal occupied the ton's attention. Not for one moment did she believe her sins would be forgiven—she was ruined, now and forever, and nothing would change it. But by the time she returned life had moved on, and so had Miranda.
And she had discovered, to her immense joy, that being ruined was much more fun than being on the marriage mart. She didn't have to simper and flirt with shallow young men, she didn't have to make certain her every move was accompanied by a footman and an abigail. She bought a house of her own, just a pied-a-terre that was nevertheless all hers, and she rode in the parks, ignoring both the cuts and the importunate young men. She went to the theater and the library and Gunters, and while she enjoyed the companionship of her cousin Louisa, the older lady was mostly deaf, sadly stout and the most indolent creature on the face of the earth.
For the first time in her life Miranda was free, and she reveled in that freedom. She had her staunchly loyal family and she had her dearest friend Jane and the rest of the Pagetts. In truth, she'd lost little and gained every thing. Apart from the trouble the whole contretemps had brought upon her family, she didn't regret it. By the following spring she'd happily settled into her new life, and she wouldn't have changed it for the world.
Christopher St. John didn't fare nearly as well.
The house on Cadogan Place had always given him an unpleasant feeling in the pit of his stomach. It wasn't that the place was huge and dark and gloomy, sitting on the edge of the better areas of town, a bit too near the purview of the criminal class that haunted the darkened alleys and side streets. It was the man who owned that house, the man awaiting him and his excuses for failing to do what he'd been paid to do. It was The Scorpion, known more formally as Lucien de Malheur, Earl of Rochdale, who would sit there and look at him with those colorless eyes, his thin lips curling in disdain, one elegant hand gripping the top of his cane as if he'd like to beat a man to death with it.
Christopher St. John shuddered, then shook off his nervousness. A light, icy rain had begun to fall. February in the city was always dismal. Had it been up to him he would have stayed out in the countryside with Lady Miranda Rohan warming his bed. If the bitch hadn't clocked him one and taken off.
And she and her family were proving most unreasonable, he thought, absently rubbing his bruised shoulder. He had a cracked rib, a broken wrist, several torn muscles and scrapes and bruises over most of his body. No, the Rohans didn't seem likely to become sensible any time soon.
Posted September 26, 2010
This is the third book in a trilogy covering three generations of the Rohan family. It started out with Ruthless, a book I thoroughly enjoyed. Unfortunately, the series started at the peak and went downhill from there. I enjoyed the secondary romance in this book much more than Miranda's story. Jacob Donelly, Jane's love interest, is actually a good man at heart who genuinely cares for Jane and wants to do what is right for her. He's an engaging, enjoyable character, and their story is the only reason I gave this book even two stars. I have to say that, of the three books, Miranda was my favorite heroine. But as much as I disliked Adrian in Reckless, Lucien was even worse. Miranda is a very likeable heroine, and over all this book had the most engaging characters of the trilogy. But when it comes to the "hero" of the story, Lucien fails miserably. I enjoyed Miranda so much that I held on, just waiting for Lucien to do something that would redeem him and make him in any way worthy of her, but alas I was doomed to disappointment. Once again, I didn't want the heroine to end up with the hero, and as much as I genuinely liked the character of Miranda, I found myself at the end hating her a little bit. It was like watching your beautiful, intelligent best friend throw herself away on the biggest jerk you can imagine and giving him license to keep on doing all the awful things he's been doing all along.
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Posted September 26, 2010
Book Source: Net Galley Lady Miranda Rohan committed Society's ultimate crime. After allowing herself to be abducted and deflowered by a fortune hunter, she neither married him nor pined away in decent obscurity. Instead, she adapted to her new life and thrived.except for an occasional spot of boredom. Unfortunately, boredom is a Rohan's Achilles heel. It's only a matter of time before her risk-taking nature reasserts itself, playing into the schemes of Lucien de Malheur, the notorious Earl of Rochdale. Lucien isn't called the Scorpion simply because he used to keep one as a pet. He's almost a caricature of Ms. Stuart's trademark Scorpio heroes: literally scarred and twisted, the light inherent in his name all but extinguished by his experiences. Seeking a cruel poetic justice for his dead half-sister, he will stop at nothing to achieve his vengeance against the Rohans, including relative innocents like Miranda. As we discover in his first scene, Lucien was the true, if hidden, architect of her ruin. I could accept that. What I found difficult to swallow was the scenario he devised, one which couldn't help but lead to the 19th century equivalent of date rape. At some level, a man as intelligent as Lucien must've known and accepted this outcome. Turning a man capable of that into hero material presents an almost insuperable challenge. Ms. Stuart just about pulls it off. With the story of Lucien and Miranda, she returns to her favorite theme: the redemption of the not-quite-damned. Lucien excels at mind sex, seducing by the force of his personality and playing on the sunny Miranda's inevitable curiosity about his shadow life. He claims she wants him to play her Caliban, but he takes his cues from Shakespeare's Richard III. Not to mention Hades. RUTHLESS, the first book in the House of Rohan series, teased the reader with allusions to the abduction of Persephone. Here we see the myth played out, minus the crazy mother-in-law as Deus ex Machina. Miranda-as-Persephone is more than a match for her Dark Lord, especially given her Shakespearean skill set. I loved, loved, loved the strategy she used to wear him down-and the insight Ms. Stuart gives into its cost. The banter and smashing climax (Of the plot! Geez, some people-you know Ms. Stuart always delivers more than one of those) provide everything a fan could ask. But a part of me still hesitates. It's one thing to say fiction need only answer to itself and the truth of its characters. It's quite another to accept it when a hero's truth contradicts a deep-seated conviction. Heroes don't hurt heroines, even by proxy. My daddy taught me that, and my mamma reinforced it by teaching me Frying Pan Kung Fu a very early age. It's to Ms. Stuart's credit that I enjoyed this book so much in spite of it. Verdict: Two thumbs up for the writing, but with reservations.
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Posted September 8, 2011
I've read historical romances, but this book should be classified historical revenge. Everything the lead character, Lucien, does is out of revenge, not love. The ending is abrupt and I just think truly unbelievable. The only enjoyable part of this book is the secondary romance between Jane and Jacob. The book would have been much better if they had been the focus of the book. The "love" story of Lucien and Miranda is dark and far from romantic. I would look elsewhere if you want a good historical romance.
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Posted May 3, 2011
I loved the 1st two books.... this, not nearly as much. The male main character was dark, wicked, cruel and sick.... if you read what lead him to 'revenge' it is tedious compared to what he put the heroine through.... author doesnt give enough time or story to let us,the reader, possibly begin to let the true enormity if what he has done go.... let alone forgive him.... love him... and accept that the heroine could get over it and go on.... didnt like it..... not enough story
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Posted January 5, 2011
BREATHLESS by Anne Stuart is a historical romance set in Regency England. It is the third in "The House of Rohan" series,but can be read as a stand alone. Book one " Ruthless",Book Two "Reckless". It is well written with depth,details,fast paced,page turner and a keeper.BE WARNED: THIS STORY IS ON THE DARK SIDE! It has romance, sensuality, betrayal, deception,love, revenge,a dark hero,a ruined heroine,date rape,young love, a jewel thief,adventure, risk taking,redemption,banter, violence,painful,traumatic childhood,crudity,dysfunctional family,and secrets.This is a dark,violent,cruel story of vengeance and love being found between a dark,brooding,villain and a brave,reckless,ruined woman.The characters are a challenge. The secondary characters,a jewel thief and friend of Lucien's and Jane,the sweet,innocent friend of Miranda is heartwarming and sweet.Lucien,is dark,brooding,scarred, vindictive,from a dysfunctional family,seeking revenge for his stepsister's suicide,after the Rohan's oldest son for said suicide, and so goes after Rohan's sister,Miranda and finds love,understanding and a high spirited women who can tame his troubled soul. Miranda, beautiful in a plain sort of way,is witty,intelligent,reckless,brave, saucy,high spirited,ruined from being abducted,deflowered,but can she tame the scarred,soulless,dark Lucien. Who she learns is only out for vengeance. Be warned this is a story of a man with a dark,soul who can be saved by a sweet,loving women. Although, it takes us to a dark side of the soul,it also takes us the redemptive side of that same soul. This story does same to be a little darker than the other books in this series, I would still recommend it, especially if you enjoy love coming from the ashes of evil.This book was received from Net Galley for the purpose of review and details can be found at Harlequin,an imprint of MIRA and My Book Addiction and More.
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Posted October 11, 2010
I cant believe this book got good reviews!! I have been reading historical romances for years and yes, many of the heroes are rakes and some are a bit egotistical and such but most are generally good and decent men who only need the love of a good woman to reform them. But the "hero" of this book is so dark and twisted, he is essentially psychopathic.
Spoiler Alert: Early in the novel the "hero", Lucien, instigates the ruin of the heroine by arranging that she be essentially date raped by another man. She is trapped in a situation with the "hero's" hired accomplice and giving her no alternative but to comply with his sexual demands. She is not willing. She clearly states that she does not fight him because it will make things worse for her if she does. Because she does not put a fight, kicking and screaming, etc. does not make it consensual. She spends next two years as a social pariah of the ton which believes she was a willing participant in her sexual downfall. The book does not call Miranda's sexual ruin by a hired accomplice of the "hero" rape but that is what it is. Just because she does not kick and scream does not make it consensual. And it gets worse from there. Throughout the novel the "hero" aligns himself with thieves and various thugs and has no problem with murder or threats of murder. He coerces the heroine, Miranda, into an elopement by informing her he will have her brother killed if she refuses him. The hero was so loathsome to me, I quit the book half way through. I have been reading this series out of order as I discovered the second book in the series, Reckless, first. That novel was totally different. In that book the hero while a bit of a rake with an ego, was essentially a good and decent man. I really enjoyed the love scenes in that book and it was a good read. "Breathless" on the other hand is awful. I cannot make myself care for a male hero of a novel that threatens murder to get his way, sets up a date rape scenario for the heroine in order to get revenge on her family, etc. And all this was for revenge on behalf of a sister he barely knew who killed herself because of a broken engagement with one of Miranda's brothers. Never mind that his sister had a history of mental problems that likely contributed more to her suicide than any broken engagement. Lucien is so focused on his own need for revenge, nobody and nothing else matters. The "hero" Lucien was so psychopathic and evil, he went beyond the normal minor flaws that the male heroes typically have in these historical romance novels such as ego, and vanity. He was beyond any redemption in my part and I quit novel halfway through as I saw no possible way that all the cruel and psychpathic things he had done and said in the first half of the novel could ever be redeemed by the conclusion of the novel. If you think murder, violence, date rape and psychopathic cruelty are sexy, then by all means read this book but if you like your male heroes to be basically decent with a couple minor character flaws that the heroine will reform through love then read "Reckless" and skip this book in the series. I am still willing to check out "Ruthless" (the first of the series) next but "Breathless" is just god awful. I am so surprised a author could turn out one book in a series that I would give 4 stars to and the another not even worthy of one star.
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Posted September 21, 2010
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As much as I like Anne's books even she can't convince me to like a hero who sets up the rape of his future bride. Call it date rape or whatever, it was a bit to off putting for me to read the remainder of the book. I will move on to Book 4. Even dark romance can't expect its readers to look past a rape, fiction or not. ceb...Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted January 25, 2013
Get past the first few scenes (the part other people are complaining about) and it is a great read. This heroine drives the classic Stuart dark anti-hero crazy by simply not caring how dark and twisty he tries to be. Don't worry...she gets back at him for his early plans.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
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The story wasnt bad but the problem is that the girls in these stories forgive and forget really easy. I hate the fact that no matter how men are they give a kiss and women melt like ice cream under July sun. Come on give these women some control over their bodies. I liked the girl in this book but she was way too forgiving.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
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Posted December 23, 2011
I read many of the reviews prior to reading this book. Yes, it is a little dark. But it was nice for the author to deviate from the routine romantic writings. Yes, Lucien arranged for the rape of the heroine at the beginning of the book. Yes, there is not question that it was rape. However, by the time the author explained Lucien's past, I understood that he never had the capacity to feel for others because he never had any kindness from the people that should have loved him---his family. The only favorable reputation he enjoyed was in the unsavory characters.....All in all this book is about a heroine that acted irrationally at times (don't we all? but not to this extent)..forgiveness and redemption....Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted September 25, 2010
Breathless is the third book from The House of Rohan trilogy and the most complex. The secondary romance is brilliantly done. I love the story of Jacob Donnelly and Jane Pagett, so romantic and fresh. They're so different, and wonderful together. She's a naive lady and he's a dissolute jewel thief. The part I like the most is the surprising way they meet. Their romance and Miranda Rohan, make Breathless worth reading. This has been the hardest review for me to write, because I'm a fan of Ann Stuart - and there are important elements in this book I didn't like. The execution of the writing is superb and her development of all the characters excellent. With a notable exception, the hero, Lucien de Malheur, a.k.a. the Scorpion. I'm only giving the book four stars because in all honesty, Lucien was too resentful, brooding and spooky. Even for the likes of me, who counts among her favorite heroes Heathcliff from Wuthering Heights. If you thought, it couldn't get darker than that, hold on, you need to meet Lucien de Malheur. The real problem with Lucien is his motivation. I love bad boys, but in romance I like them to be considerate and protective of the heroine. Sadly, Lucien's inner thoughts about Miranda are for most of the book, disturbing. His motive for revenge is hard to sympathize with and it's this that separates him from other vindictive heroes. I didn't buy his reasons. Lucien's dysfunctional origins and flaws should have evoked more empathy from me. Somehow, it didn't work. I felt sorry for his painful and traumatic childhood, but the more I learned, the less I understood. He'd been brutally beaten and scarred at the hands of his stepmother, an insane woman who is the mother of the stepsister he is avenging. Nothing wrong in loving your stepsister. My problem with this is the detail that, his stepsister was taken away by her maternal family members in order to protect her while Lucien was left behind to his stepmother's viciousness. Lucien knows better than anyone the madness of this evil woman. Lucien was her victim. In times when madness runs in families, how is it possible that he didn't doubt for a moment the sanity of his own stepsister? The woman grew up away from him. He heard that she committed suicide after attempting to kill her fiancé, Benedick Rohan, Miranda's oldest brother, because he broke the engagement. And all Lucien thinks about is going back to England to make the Rohan family pay for the fate of a stepsister he barely knew. There is no mention of their shared childhood memories, or any reason for us to believe that his love for her surpassed common sense. As much as I'm mad with Lucien, I love Miranda. She's high spirited, brave, and saucy. She thinks positive no matter what, and tries to find a way out. Putting her recklessness aside, she's a heroine to admire up to the very end. Ann Stuart keeps us wondering until the very end. I wasn't sure if Lucien was going to find a way to redeem himself at all. Yes, he does. The ending was rather abrupt in my opinion. I would have preferred words cut from the middle of the book and an end without loose threads and suppositions. I also needed to see Lucien's repentance, and I never did. Maybe the author is planning a future book where everything will be explained in more details.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted September 6, 2010
After three seasons of perfect behavior, Lady Miranda Rohan proves her family's blood flows in her when she stupidly allowed herself to be caught in a scandalous situation with charming rake Christopher St. John. He demands they elope, but also takes her virginity. After two more nights of his fumbling sex, she knocks him out with a ewer when he would not quit. She saves his life from her irate brothers, but St. John spreads the gossip causing a scandal in which the Ton treats Miranda as a pariah. St. John offers to marry her, but instead of accepting her fate, she reveled in her freedom from the societal rules of order while the Earl of Rochdale who hired St. Jon to seduce and marry the girl and kill her older brother informs him he is lucky to remain alive.
While Rochdale remains patient for two years waiting to strike again against his enemies the Rohan family for what they did to his sister as he knows he must pounce and not rely on fools. He introduces himself as Lucien de Malheur, known as the Scorpion earl of Rochdale. Their scandals lead them to friendship and ultimately marriage. However, as his plot to take revenge against the Rohan clan takes seed, Lucien has a big problem; he loves his wife.
The latest scandalous Rohan historical romance (see Reckless and Ruthless) is a terrific finish as two people with scandalous backgrounds collide in love and a gender war. The story line is fast-paced from start to finish, but really explodes once the heroine begins to unravel her spouse's plan. Readers will enjoy the next generation Wicked House of Rohan trilogy.
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