After the deaths of his parents and a dark, troubled childhood, Captain Nate Bowen vowed he would have his revenge. But he never expected to have the tool of his revenge dropped so neatly into his lap. Juliana Hargate is not only the daughter of his enemy, but is destitute, very much alone - and exquisitely desirable.
And now that Nate has saved her life, she's at his complete mercy...
Captive. All Juliana wanted was to clear her father's name. Instead, she's been struck with amnesia - unable to recall even her name - and imprisoned by a tall, imposing, and entirely unscrupulous pirate. A pirate whose eyes seem to look past her skirts and many petticoats, and whose touch sends delicious ripples of desire through her. With every passing day, she finds herself tempted to give him the very thing he's determined to take...
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Amber Lin writes edgy romance with damaged hearts, redemptive love, and a steamy ever after. RT Book Reviews called her debut novel, Giving it Up, "truly extraordinary". Amber married her high school sweetheart, gave birth to a kid who's smarter than she is, and spends her nights writing down her dirty thoughts. In other words, life is good. Visit Amber's website at http://www.authoramberlin.com or say hi on Twitter http://www.twitter.com/authoramberlin
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Falling for the Pirate
A Men of Fortune Novel
By Amber Lin, Nina Bruhns
Entangled Publishing, LLCCopyright © 2014 Amber Lin
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Juliana Hargate had fled with nothing but the clothes on her back. And so it was a relief to determine those clothes were worth something, after all.
She arrived at the bazaar as the sun dipped behind steeples of a nearby church. Bolts of fabric stacked on tables formed makeshift walls between stalls that boasted housewares, produce, and livestock. Warbling strains attracted children to an array of music boxes in a toy shop.
A soft breeze mingled the smell of cattle with a vendor's roasting spit, and despite the unsavory combination, Juliana's stomach rumbled. She had been too worried to eat breakfast, but worry was a luxury she could no longer afford.
Now she was simply hungry.
She found her destination in a double-stall packed with clothing of all types, overseen by a woman with sharp red cheeks and pursed lips.
"Keep yer hands to yerself," the woman snapped at a child fingering a brocade shawl on a hook.
Juliana jumped when the woman slapped the child's hand, but the young girl merely wiped her damp nose on her sleeve and wandered away. God, such behavior would never have been tolerated from a milliner on Bond street. A laugh bubbled up, inappropriate and slightly hysterical. At one time, Juliana herself would have stepped in and upbraided the woman. But now she needed the shopkeeper's help — or at least her business.
The shopkeeper turned to Juliana. Her eyes narrowed, calculating. "Now, what you looking for, then? Have a fancy new dress in mind? Lots 'o pretty colors for a certified lady like yerself."
Humiliation burned Juliana's cheeks. No doubt the woman expected her to have money, based on the quality of her clothes. Well, that made two of them. She had never expected to be destitute, either.
"Actually, I wondered if you might be interested in ... purchasing my dress."
"Well, now, that's a right fine dress you have," the woman answered slowly. "But I don't have any large sums of money to be spending on a single one, do I?"
Juliana swallowed the dread that had dogged her since leaving her house. No, not your house anymore. "I'm sure we can come to an agreement. But if we might, I'd like to inquire about a trade."
And so, the deal was made in the haphazard changing room in the back corner of the tent. She sold her dress. She sold her petticoats. She sold her embroidered stockings and her corset and her soft leather walking shoes. In a sad attempt at vanity, she kept her chemise, even when the woman fingered the lace edge hungrily.
In return, Juliana received the tattered clothes from a chimney sweep and ten shillings.
"A gift," the shopkeeper called it, even though Juliana suspected she had gotten the worse end of the bargain. She wasn't skilled at negotiation, and besides, she was desperate.
She stared at herself in the faded mirror. Her long hair was mostly hidden beneath a cap black with soot. Her overall shape was boyish enough — a fact which had bothered her before, but now would be useful.
"Well," she said, unable to bring herself to thank the woman.
The shopkeeper winked. "I know you hoity toity types likes to go slumming, eh? Do they like you all dressed as a boy? Or is it the surprise that does it?"
Juliana stared at her blankly. The shopkeeper gave a deep belly laugh that made Juliana uneasy for reasons she couldn't pinpoint. "Well," she repeated. "I'll be off."
The woman was still laughing as Juliana was swallowed up by the crowd.
The shoes were two sizes too large. They clop-clopped with every step, forcing her to walk slower. At least the clothes fit well enough. The chimney sweep who'd owned them had been of a similar height to her and a little wider in the chest. With her hair hidden and her head down, she could pass for a boy.
As long as no one looked at her feet. Then they would probably notice the way she limped slightly because of the blister that was forming on her left foot.
And her right foot.
The night grew disjointed, like the pieces of a puzzle scattered across a rug. She read the clock on a church steeple and listened to a crier with late edition papers to sell. A bell signaled the end of the day as she passed a workhouse. Through tattered lace curtains, she glimpsed a family gathered for supper by the light of a single candle.
Nothing fit together. The brick buildings around her seemed wavy and insubstantial. Was this a dream? She hoped so. Because then it would end. Time passed slowly, then jolted her into awareness as the stench of dead fish settled on her tongue. Darkened shop windows were crowded with huge compasses and coiled ropes and brass instruments of unknown usage.
She was near the docks.
Light glowed from a tavern ahead. The sign overhead read Jolly Tar. Men spilled out in a brawl, shouting, tumbling one over the other like children at play. Juliana dashed into the street to avoid them. Her foot landed in a soft substance, and she winced as she unstuck herself.
"Sorry, lad." A grizzled workman grinned at her, cheerful despite the fact that he'd been bodily shoved outside. "Ye should come inside and have some swill. It'll put hair on yer chest."
"Er, no, thank you."
"The taste innit so bad by the second cup."
"Still no, I'm afraid."
"Ye look like yer about to fall over dead," he said kindly.
"Then the gin would go to waste."
His laugh was raucous. "On with you then," he said, clapping her on the arm.
She rubbed her shoulder as he ambled back inside. Stooping, she poured an unidentified liquid from her shoe before continuing on. Her knees ached in protest, but sitting down was not an option. If she did, she wasn't sure she'd ever get up again.
The stream of passersby thinned as she approached the docks. Men walked alone or in pairs, keeping their heads down. She matched their strides, hunching her shoulders in a way that made her look bigger but feel smaller. Her heart had been beating too fast since she'd hatched this plan. No, before that. Since her father's solicitor had arrived at her house this afternoon. And before that —
Don't think about it.
Her mission tonight could change everything. She knew it could.
Two workmen lounged in darkened shop doorways, their faces illuminated by cigars. The red light made them look scary, almost demonic, and she turned away. They grew silent as she passed. Hair raised on the back of her neck. Did they know she was a woman? Could they tell?
"Come 'ere and give us someone to talk to, boy."
Even a boy might not be safe on the London docks.
She swallowed hard, remembering the shopkeeper's innuendo. Do they like you all dressed as a boy? Or is it the surprise that does it? They would be surprised, certainly, if they found out she was a woman. And she doubted she'd be safe as either gender with these men. She sped her step, ignoring the twinge in her feet.
The building was around here somewhere. She recognized some of the signs and the fetid smell of fish. If only she had paid more attention on her visits in the carriage. If only she'd had the coins to hire a hack. That had become her mantra during the past two weeks. If only, if only. The lament of the helpless, waiting for someone else to solve her problems.
She was done waiting.
At last she saw the building emerge from the fog. Hargate Shipping. Behind it, naked masts rose up like a forest in winter. She remembered the way her father had looked upon the offices with pride. For years, he had devoted his waking hours to his shipping company. And now it was gone.
She couldn't entirely blame the men slouching at the building's entrance. Perhaps they had been hired by her father. She'd heard that the new owners had retained some of the staff. If these men had been employees of her father, would they retain loyalty to him? If they knew who she was, would they help her? She couldn't take the risk.
Slipping around the corner, she pressed close to the uneven brick wall. Men's voices escaped the door. A single voice rose above them, jovial with a Cockney lilt, followed by a round of raucous laughter.
She almost missed the sound behind the door. Her pulse leaped to her throat. The damp stone of the wall gave her nothing to cling to. She made herself flat, invisible. The door swung open. Light spilled from the doorway as two men swaggered out.
Their voices sounded thin over the damp, salty air. "I told her if she was going to talk to me that way, she didn't have to come back."
The other man's laugh had a cruel edge. "You say that too many times, she might just leave."
"Naw, she never listens to a damn thing I say."
Their footsteps faded into the darkness. Juliana's eyes fell shut in relief. A chimney sweep had no reason to be sneaking around a shipping company. And her identity wouldn't hold up under close inspection.
The side door would be no better than the front, judging by the number of voices inside. Why were so many people working at this hour? No doubt the new owners were engaged in illicit dealings, ones that were best practiced under cover of night. After all, they had stolen the company from her father.
But with all the activity, how was she going to get inside?
At first, the back of the building seemed less of an option than the front. A pile of crates was stacked in front of the doors, almost blocking them. She frowned. Slender she may be, but even she could not fit between such a narrow gap. The crates wouldn't budge, no matter how hard she pulled or panted.
Thoughtful, she stepped back. They were stacked on top of each other ... in the shape of a lopsided pyramid. And most important, they reached all the way to the roof. Yes, all right. She would climb. Climb. As if she were an animal.
Or at the very least, a boy.
At the top, she would go down through the chimney. She was already dressed for the part. But clothes were very different from what was inside. Chin up, she told herself.
She took a deep breath, and hauled herself up the first row of crates. It wobbled for a moment — a moment when her heart seemed to leap from her chest — and then righted itself. Gingerly, she gripped the second row. And pulled. Cool air rushed around her ankles as the shoes dangled from her feet. With a determined grunt, she scrabbled up the rest of the way, ignoring the creaks and groans, pretending she couldn't feel the splinters in her palms. How the men actually hauled these crates without ripping their palms to shreds, she had no idea.
On the highest one, she slowly stood, wobbling a little, stretching out the four feet to the ledge of the roof. She gripped the brick lip and began to pull — only, the combination of sweat and blood made her palms slippery. Breath whooshed out of her as she began to fall, to swing, hanging with one hand on the ledge.
Her body thudded against the uneven brick wall, and for a second, she was done. Her mind went blank, her body slack. She would have tumbled straight to the ground. And the very worst part, she realized in those final seconds, was that she had failed. Her father was counting on her. She had to believe he was counting on her, because the alternative, the very worst case —
No, she couldn't think of that.
Juliana refused to believe her father was dead.
And she refused to fail.
Her resolve snapped back into place. She swung her loose arm up to meet the other one. Her muscles shook under the strain, making her whole body vibrate as if she had the chills. Painstakingly, she pulled herself higher until she could throw her knee over the ledge and tumble onto the roof.
She had made it.
Her head throbbed and her heart pounded, but she was nearly there. She scampered up to the chimney, climbed over the rough lip, and dropped into the filthy chute.
After a harrowing slide, she landed on her feet. And she was inside.
Focus. The next order of business was to cross the hallway while remaining undetected. Thankfully, the entire upstairs was dark.
The blasted shoes clop-clopped on the wood floors, but no one came running. She made it inside the correct room, and no one demanded she explain herself, which was excellent, really. She had no explanation that would suffice. I'm going to prove my father's innocence sounded fine and reasonable. Though there was the issue of her father's arrest warrant.
It complicated matters, she had to admit.
So, she simply wouldn't be caught. This was the sort of logic that desperate times demanded. Logic that had sent her into her father's former offices to find the documents that would exonerate him. She would clear his name — and hers. She would restore their family's standing and fortune. She would fix this, because if she didn't ...
Her stomach sank. If she didn't find what she needed, then all she possessed was the ten shillings in her pocket. She turned to the row of filing cabinets and began to search her father's office.CHAPTER 2
Nathanial Bowen was accustomed to people stealing from him. The other children in the whorehouse he'd grown up in had constantly fought over whatever toys and coins they could scavenge, and a hierarchy had emerged. Who had the most food? Who hit the hardest?
Eventually, after getting his nose broken twice, Nate had emerged at the top.
But those petty thefts weren't the worst he had encountered. That had come even earlier, closer to his birth. Theft of property. Theft of honor. And he was close, so close, to getting it all back.
So when he'd seen the lithe figure climbing the crates outside his new warehouse, well, he shouldn't have been surprised. He shouldn't have been offended, either. The short stature made it clear he was dealing with a child. Or a young man too weak to hold a job of heavy labor. Most of all, he shouldn't have been angry. Anger was a form of weakness. But at nearly midnight, having sunk half a bottle of brandy into his gut before throwing the bottle out his porthole, he had found himself furious.
Nate was on his ship, where the porthole of his cabin gave him a clear line of site to the building. The building that was in the process of being robbed. By a child.
He was just now getting back what had been taken from him. Wasn't even finished, in fact, his task half-done. And here, some lad was trying to snatch it out of his grasp, as if it had never really been Nate's, after all.
Then the boy lost his footing. He held on from the ledge on the roof, feet dangling. Nate's breath caught. He was too far away, him on his ship and the boy on land. Six minutes away if he ran at full speed. It was too late for him to help, too late ...
The boy grasped the roof and hauled himself over. Nate let out the breath he'd been holding.
With a grunt, he pushed to his feet. The whole world tilted sideways, and it took him a full thirty seconds to orient himself. What was making everything lurch beneath him? A disturbance in the water, a disruption on the ship? No, it was the brandy.
Maybe he'd drunk more than half the bottle.
A strange melancholy overtook him. He wished he'd never seen the boy stealing into his warehouse. Then he wouldn't have to get up while his head was pounding and his mouth was dry. He could wake up in the morning, already relieved of whatever coins or gold was in the upstairs rooms. And what would it matter?
Every time he drank, the liquor made him admit that the money wouldn't give him what he truly craved.
He really should stop drinking.
On the deck, he found himself checking the ship's ropes. Old habits. The men on watch saluted him, silhouettes framed by moonlight, and Nate whistled a quick greeting before heading to the fore. He paused, then took two steps backward. A scrawny foot was barely visible behind a coil of rope.
"The quartermaster will take your breakfast away if he finds you abovedecks at this hour."
The foot slid further into shadow. "He's always taking it away for something," came the voice from behind the ropes. "Mightn't as well not count on it."
Nate decided he would check with the quartermaster about how many meals could be taken away at most. Then he forced himself to scratch off the reminder. He trusted his quartermaster to provide necessities to the children, to keep them obedient and safe. The boy, Bennett, already looked to Nate too often.
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This is the second book in Amber Lin's Men of Fortune series but I haven’t read book one so I think this works as a standalone title. This is not a traditional pirate story. It doesn’t take place on the high seas and there are no sea battles. The pirate in the book’s title is more an allusion to its hero, Nate Bowen; he reminds Juliana, the heroine, of a pirate with his dark and sexy looks (and their profound effect on her), his love of the sea, his taste for revenge and success, and his elusive yet captivating nature. It’s also representative of how he steals her heart along with her father’s company. Juliana Hargate has fallen on hard times, due to her father’s covert and suspicious activity in his company, Hargate Shipping. At the story’s beginning, he has disappeared without a trace, which has left her helpless and alone in explaining to their creditors and shunned by society. Yet she’s determined to find out what happened to him. All her fortune has been lost. In short, her father has abandoned her; she doesn’t know if he’s dead or alive. Nate is a self-made man, a part owner in the Hargate Shipping company with Adrian Mallory, the Duke of Sinclair who, despite his lofty title, is more of a peripheral character here. Nate’s has been a hardscrabble existence as he grew up in a whorehouse and lived a hand to mouth existence getting by on his wits and luck. After he catches Juliana sneaking into the company offices after hours on the docks of London, he rescues her when she falls and hurts herself. She loses her memory and can tell him nothing when he questions her. Despite his suspicions, and distrust—she was breaking into his company, after all—Nate believes her, is drawn to her, and takes her into his house to care for her as her wounds heal and her memory returns. As Nate gets to know her, he comes to care for her deeply. Juliana realizes he is a good and honorable man, as he helps with the local London charities. He helps others (as he helps Juliana) because no one took care of him long ago when he needed it most. Nate is out for revenge against Stephen Hargate (Juliana’s father) for the murder of Nate’s parents and, thus, for leaving him destitute and alone. Indeed, he is a loner; he has no friends because he doesn’t trust anyone. All he has is his wealth and his beloved ship, Nightingale, a place where he feels most at home. Until Juliana makes him want more. As Juliana’s memory gradually returns, she becomes torn between duty to her father and discovering the truth and her new love for Nate, his kindnesses to her, and his strength and protection. Who will she believe? And will Nate continue to seek vengeance or accept the unconditional love that Juliana offers? I enjoy the little details Juliana discovers about Nate that fascinate her. That his library is filled with gothic literature,—provocative passages from The Monk fascinate and titillate her—that he has kindly servants. And that he has a passion for the sea that brings him peace. The writing is very strong and almost lyrical in its calm delivery, the hero and heroine well drawn, and the pacing is steady throughout. It’s a quick read, perhaps a little longer than a novella. The amnesia plot, while always convenient, is not trite or trivial in the least; indeed, it moves the plot forward. Juliana accepts Nate’s care and protection as she gradually regains her memory, allowing her to adjust and make choices that will affect her life forever. A quiet, dark, and compelling romance. This review first appeared on Romantic Historical Reviews.
Falling for the Pirate by Amber Lin is the second book in the Men of Fortune series and an unusual Regency romance in that it is not spent in drawing rooms, ballrooms, and salons. Juliana Hargate has lived her life in luxury, though not at the top of Society. When her father loses his company after accusations of embezzlement, she is left confused, alone, friendless, destitute, and rather helpless. Her one hope is to prove her father's innocence. She hatches an ill-conceived plan to sneak into the shipping company's warehouse to find papers to prove his innocence. She is foiled by the arrival of Nate Bowen, one of the new owners, and soon finds herself at his mercy, even more alone and helpless than before. What I especially liked about Juliana was her understanding of how Society worked. She understood that being alone with Nate was a problem and accepted that she wasn't going to be making a good marriage. She was pragmatic without the drama. More than enough drama was provided by her father. Juliana isn't some society miss without a clue as to how the world works and she is willing to accept a good enough rather than a perfect. Nate is broken. His lack of trust in the humanity and his hatred for Juliana's father lead him to make choices he might otherwise not have made. His friends (and other investors in the company) are tempering agents in his quest for revenge and help him to make better choices. The best thing about this book is that it is not a traditional historical populated by endless dukes, earls, balls, drives in the park, etc. It was interesting and felt much more real. While the book deals with people just one step lower than the aristocracy, it also shows the lives of people far removed from the aristocracy in a realistic and gritty way. With all that, it never felt preachy or screamed "look how awful they had it". There was no unbelievable "save the puppies" campaign, just people trying to make better lives for themselves and others like them. RATING: 4 Heat Rating: Hot REVIEWED BY: Monique Neaves Courtesy of My Book Addiction and More
A sexy hero with a pirate's heart meets his match in the pants wearing gooey hearted heroine! Can she tame his savage heart & heal his damaged soul? Captain Nate Bowen has risen from prison aboard a barge to wealthy partner in the Fortune Investments & is more at peace at sea than land. REVENGE is a hard taskmaster, but it drives him thru his lonely life of no friends & no attachments to make his enemy pay for all the pain & hurt he has dealt out! Stephen Hargate stole his life & now he must pay with his shipping company, his fortune, his reputation & if possible, his life! Only his ship Nightingale makes him feel peaceful & free & as he looks out his porthole he sees a small boy dangling off the roof of the former Hargate Shipping building. Juliana Hargate grew up privileged with wealth, schooling & social standing, but that all changes when her father is accused of embezzlement from his company, debt collectors come to collect, her home & all is put up for auction & her dad took off & abandoned her. Now all she has is her dress, corset, petticoats, fancy stocking & comfy leathers shoes to bargain with & sells it all for a dirty boy chimney sweep outfit, big coddle hoppers & a nasty cap to hide her hair. So now that she had a disguise, it was time to go to her dad's building, sneak in & found proof of his innocence. Easy, right? Juliana uses her brain & muscles to climb up crates, almost fall off the edge, pulls herself up to the roof, slides down he chimney (she does have the outfit) & begins to search thru the files until she is rudely interrupted by this yummy wide shoulder PIRATE! Not a great way to meet, but Nate thinks she is a boy, she calls herself Julian, he threats the coopers, she freaks, climbs back (this outfit is paying for itself) up the chimney, Nate's on her tail as she jumps off the roof & runs straight into the Thames! Nate is shocked, dives in to pull the unconscious boy out & retrieves a wet, curvy & gorgeous female. That is how Julia woke up with no memory & Nate started to fall for this hellion in pants. He does figure out that she is his enemy's daughter & thinks he can use her & her body to get his revenge. When her memory comes back, Juliana discovers that he is cold & angry on land & carefree on the sea. She falls hard for her rogue pirate & he falls hard for her caring & loving heart! They trek through sexually landmines, Juliana (wearing new clean pants) bonds with Bennett, a kid sailor, climbs more chimneys & up to the crow nest of the Nightingale, Nate fights with his inner demons & questions his REVENGE, but most of all these 2 take a sensual ride from passions to ecstasy! Can Nate leave his REVENGE behind for the woman who holds his heart? What will Juliana do when she learns that he is the one destroying her father? How can they move forward when their past hold them hostage? Is her father innocent or is Nate wrong? Will they sail away together happily ever after or drift apart when the truth is revealed? This is the 2nd book of the Men of Fortune series & I just read book #1 before it, but both books can stand alone. Ms. Lin had another hilarious intro for her hero & heroine in this book, too. Juliana grows up from a sheltered English lady to a gutsy & "takes want she wants" heroine in this book. She never loses her gooey heart & loves freely her man & all the sailor boys on the Nightingale. Now Nate was man who thinks he has no friends & he does because he earned his HONOR the hard way, with his blood, sweat, beatings & tears! He is a 1800s Special Ops to me & my heart, but Juliana melts his icy heart. Ms. Lin had so many "almost all the way" scenes that were wicked, spicy & utterly decadent, but when they did get down & dirty (HELLO can you say TABLETOP) it was naughty HOTNESS! I love the BROMANCE of Nate, Adrian the Duke & little Bennett, who was such a mini Nate! Ms. Lin did it again & gets my tope score of 5 fingers up & 10 toes for another romance full of hilariousness & pantie dropping aplenty! NetGalley ARC given for my honest review.
A good read...not really a pirate story by my liking. The shortes 1.60MB's I have read. 170 pages. Font was not changeable..Either to small or to large... all in all worth a free read or $.99 no more.
I was pleasantly surprised by this one. Well-written, with a an easy-flowing pace, Falling For The Pirate is exactly what you want in a historical romance. But the characters are hardly cookie cutter. Juliana is a woman of society, which should mean balls and parties and gowns made of silk. Instead, she’s been betrayed and abandoned by her father, left destitute unless she can clear his name. In a brazen attempt to reclaim her life of luxury, she breaks into her father’s former shipping warehouse, dressed as a chimney sweep and intent on stealing the evidence that will exonerate her father. But when she comes face to face with the shipping company’s new owner, things take a turn for the worse. The resulting pursuit ends with her falling head first off the docks, and being rescued by none other than her father’s enemy. Captain Nathaniel Bowen takes Juliana in, unsure why he feels so drawn to her. He suspects she was sent by Hargate, a man he’s sworn to seek vengeance against, but he has no idea how connected she really is. Struck with amnesia and unable to remember anything about herself, Juliana leads him down a dance of intrigue that will ultimately force him to reconsider what’s more important — his past, or his future. I will admit there were moments in the plot that felt contrived and a little too convenient for my tastes, but the author more than made up for that with her expert ability to capture the era’s voice. Each character is distinct, making the dual POV rich and engaging. I thoroughly enjoyed watching the inner turmoil and insecurities of each side. Juliana is feisty and rational, and everything a good romance heroine should be. And Nate is definitely sexy; his tortured past will pull on the heart strings of many. But it should be noted that the title is a tad misleading – Nate is not actually a pirate. He’s an entrepreneur, more than anything. Yes, he’s the captain of a ship, and there are some slight pirate-ish aspects to his behavior, but at the end of the day, he’s the captain of a shipping vessel. Which, for me, is very different from a true pirate. But despite that small complaint (and it really is very small; I loved him as a character overall), I really enjoyed this book. Amber Lin is an interesting author, bringing a grittiness to the genre that I hadn’t run across before. I will most certainly be checking out her other works, and I highly recommend this to anyone looking for a fun read with a darker edge. (I should also note that this is the second book in a series, but it definitely stands alone.) **Disclosure Statement: I received an copy from the publisher in exchange for an honest review. **
Rating 4 1/2 Argh there! Too bad this isn't a swashbuckling tale, but it's still a fabulous read from Amber Lin. Today I bring you a tale of revenge, captivity, amnesia, a pirate-like hero, and a young woman caught in the middle of this in Falling of the Pirate. Amber brings us the second story in Men of Fortune novels. We meet are young heroine, Juliana Hargate, who wants to find proof that her father is innocent from wrong doing. However, she ends up getting caught by Nate Bowmen. Nate assumes that she's been sent by Hargate to weasel out information. Juliana gets scared and she ends up almost drowning. Fortunately, she survives, but she's unable to remember a thing. Of course, Nate thinks this is a scheme, and being a ruthless kind of guy he almost does some despicable things. I was a little worry he was going to rape Juliana, but I had nothing to worry. Anyway, Juliana eventually gets her memory back. Now you are wondering where the revenge fits into the story. Well, Nate has this detail revenge plot against Juliana's father. First off, her father is not a nice man, and he did terrible things, especially to Nate. I completely understand why Nate would want to extract revenge on the man. Falling for the Pirate is a captivating story with the revenge plot. I enjoyed the characters. You have Juliana who has been shelter from her father's deplorable behavior. In a way he did protector, but at the same time let her down. It was painful to see what his actions had done to her. Nate a ruthless man so set on revenge (probably the only pirate-like attribute in the story), but realizes the damage it does to those around. Eventually he realizes that it's not as satisfying as he thought it would be. Overall, a pretty good read. Even though the story is a book two, you can read this story without worrying about missing something from the first story. So, if you are looking for a tale, you might be interested in Falling for the Pirate. Copy provided by publisher via RockStar PR
London, 1820 After the deaths of his parents and a dark, troubled childhood, Captain Nate Bowen vowed he would have his revenge. But he never expected to have the tool of his revenge dropped so neatly into his lap. Juliana Hargate is not only the daughter of his enemy, but is destitute, very much alone - and exquisitely desirable. And now that Nate has saved her life, she's at his complete mercy... Captive. All Juliana wanted was to clear her father's name. Instead, she's been struck with amnesia - unable to recall even her name - and imprisoned by a tall, imposing, and entirely unscrupulous pirate. A pirate whose eyes seem to look past her skirts and many petticoats, and whose touch sends delicious ripples of desire through her. With every passing day, she finds herself tempted to give him the very thing he's determined to take... Review: Before this book I had only read one other story by Ms. Lin and it was a contemporary, so I was interested in reading her historical. While I enjoyed the story and I think that the author is a great writer. I found I was more attached to the hero Nate in this book and lesser so to Juliana, the heroine. I liked that Nate was set out for revenge and found redemption instead. Though I don't know if I would call him a pirate, maybe in Juliana's eyes but I did not feel it. While I thought Nate was a good hero, Juliana fell flat for me. There were sparks of fire in her personality once in a while but she seemed to just take whatever was thrown at her. I wanted her to be stronger. Now, if you are expecting a lot of ravishing because of the whole pirate deal, they dance around each other a bit. Juliana does offer to be Nate's mistress thinking she has no other choices left for her. As for the sexy scenes there are a couple and they are relatively low key, if you are not into those types of scenes. This was an enjoyable read and will definitely continue to read more of this Authors work. 3.5Stars
Will revenge give you the satisfaction that you want? Captain Nate Bowen is going to find out. He's determined to get payback against the man responsible for murdering his parents and sending him to prison. The perfect opportunity presents itself when Juliana Hargate, his enemy's daughter, is caught trying to find evidence that her father is innocent. She becomes his houseguest when she is hurt trying to escape. The problem is that Nate is strongly attracted to Juliana. He wants to protect her. As their attraction becomes more intense, Nate wonders if they have a chance at happiness. I enjoyed Falling for the Pirate. The story has it all - revenge, redemption and romance. This couple has a passionate relationship that binds them together. I cared for Nate and Juliana. I wanted them to find a HEA. The secondary characters were fascinating and captured my interest. I hope that we learn more about Adrian Sinclair. This story is well plotted and has some surprising twists. I enjoyed Amber Lin's writing. She's right. Everyone deserves a happy ending.
A delightfully romantic read, Falling for the Pirate was a wonderful historical romance. It was sweet, enjoyable from start to finish, and I really liked it. Juliana was a great heroine. She was loyal to those she loved and willing to do anything for them. And, she was strong enough to survive complete ruin and continue on. I thought she was lovely and I liked her. Nate was wonderful. He was raised at the very bottom rung of society, but, rather than make him bitter, it made him determined to fight his way to the top and, once there, help as many people who were once in his situation that he could. He was sweet, kinder than he let on, and just adorable. The romance was very sweet. Juliana and Nate were lovely together. I thought it was sweet how Nate was willing to do anything, even leave behind his plans for revenge, for the woman he loved. And, I appreciated that they didn't fall prey to petty misunderstandings and melodrama. Rather, they listened to and accepted each other as they were. I thought they were a perfect couple. The plot went along quickly and I was hooked the entire way through. There were a few betrayals in store that I never saw coming. I really enjoyed the story and I loved the sweet ending. Falling for the Pirate was an absolutely wonderful historical romance. I enjoyed every bit of it, from the sweet romance, to the unexpected twists. Romance lovers, this is a book you'll definitely want to check out. *I received a complimentary copy from the publisher in exchange for an honest review
Before this book the majority of the books I'd read of Ms. Lin's were contemporary in nature. Her latest historical read was entertaining with a memorably drool-worthy hero full of conflict and a heroine who left ME conflicted. Juliana Hargate's life has been turned upside down as everything she knows has been taken away from her. To make things right, and to clear her father's name, she sets off in disguise to find evidence but her plan goes drastically awry when she runs into the man bent on revenge against her family. From that moment on life changes dramatically as a case of amnesia has her forgetting who she is and her purpose, and he is enthralled by her against his better judgement and his hardened heart. Theirs is an unexpected relationship in a story that starts out strong but soon starts to drag but ultimately reaches a satisfying HEA. Juliana is used to the finer things in life, but when that's all taken away she's willing to do whatever it takes to get her life back. She's a bit pristine but from the very start I was surprised by her strong will and determination. She's willing to sink to the very bottom if that means she can get back on top. Her Julia persona thinks the worst of herself though and her actions reflect a lower class which was surprisingly fun and carefree. This made for some very sensual delights and entertaining banter before she got her memory back. As Juliana though I found her to be more uptight and less fun. Nate came from the lower class and is also willing to do what it takes to stay on top. He's a bit rough around the edges but throughout the story his heart slowly thaws in his dealings with the orphaned boys. He was conflicted in his feelings for Julia, desperate to make her talk about her midnight visit, but he was also protective. I loved seeing that side of him, as he put aside his vengeance for her love, and it made him very endearing even as he tried to remain domineering. This story started out strong with a premise that was both familiar yet sweet and entertaining. The heroine was intriguing, especially after amnesia struck her, and didn't always do the expected. The hero was sexy and sweet though he fought it every step of the way. Though the latter half of the story dragged I still enjoyed the hero, as well as the other men he works with, and who I look forward to seeing more of. I once again enjoyed Ms. Lin's work and highly recommend her, particularly her contemporary books, to all lovers of romance!