With five siblings to care for, Prudence Hixsby's duty comes first, even if it means becoming a spinster. When the eldest - and most cherished - of her younger brothers decides to join the war, however, Prudence is determined to keep him safe. So she strikes a bargain with an old acquaintance: her body in exchange for her brother's safety.
In the dead of the night, she slips into the bed of a man whose touch is both fierce and passionate... little knowing she's just seduced the wrong man.
Harrison Carlisle, the Duke of Sutcliffe, never imagined that the lovely Prudence would honour his bed, or just how bewitching those lush curves could be. Yet he keeps a gentleman's silence. After all, a spy for the Crown can ill afford to marry. But when Prudence's brother is killed, they find themselves uniting to track down the traitorous murderer. And while death lurks within the shadowy world of espionage, there is also passion... and the unbidden thrill of a seduction!
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Harrison sat in the carriage outside Lord Brentwood's London townhome watching the people who slipped through the door. He had received an anonymous note about the secret meeting of the Seven that had been called to Brentwood's. The rub was that this was his organization. He led the Seven, the Crown's most elite spy organization; he called their meetings.
When the war had first begun, he'd been approached to coordinate something in London that could prevent the French from infiltrating the English government. So he'd pulled together a group of men who were the very best at weaponry, code breaking, and the like, and created the Seven, called thus because of the original seven members. It had grown since then to more than double that size.
And together they'd prevented an infiltration at the prime minister's level, kept the Crown safe, and ensured that Napoleon stayed in exile. For years, they had worked on behalf of the Crown in secret, foiling countless plans with their machinations. However, in the past few years, Napoleon's own network of spies had made more headway than it should have. The Seven had always caught it in time, but Harrison had become suspicious that there must be a traitor. The Seven had spent considerable resources investigating the suspicious activities of Lord Comfry only to have the man turn up dead. Murdered on the orders of the real traitor. Furthermore, the investigation into Comfry's death led to the conclusion that the notorious traitor was a member of the Seven. Now it would seem that private meetings were being called without him.
He wasn't certain what Brentwood was up to. The man wasn't even an active spy, merely a glorified informant who did nothing but complain. If Brentwood were more competent, Harrison might suspect him of being the traitor. But Brentwood wasn't competent. Furthermore, some of Harrison's most trusted friends were attending this meeting. He simply could not believe that Remy or Alistair would turn traitor. So what precisely were these men here to discuss?
Harrison would be damned if he'd allow a meeting of this sort to go on without him.
He waited another twenty minutes to allow everyone time to settle in, and get the meeting started, before he stormed inside.
They sat in Brentwood's study, his fellow members of the Seven, the very people he had recruited. He caught everyone's attention as he stepped into the room. Brentwood's mouth momentarily fell open, then he shifted from behind his desk and sat in a chair near the Marquess of Coventry. Either the man was a brilliant actor — which Harrison doubted — or he was not the one to call the meeting. The marquess Alistair Devlin's mouth twitched, as if he were merely enjoying the show.
"I don't recall receiving a notice about this meeting, nor did I call for one," Harrison said. "Mind telling me what the devil is going on?"
Remington Hawthorne, the Earl of Westbridge and Harrison's closest friend, sat next to his wife Emma. They both shifted their glances away from him. Bailey took to his feet.
"Harrison, as you know, the decoding work that Coventry did on Comfry's journal has brought some disturbing news to our attention. The idea that someone within these very walls is the traitor — "
"Indeed, I know precisely what Devlin discovered," Harrison said, nodding to the man himself who sat quietly, his cane leaning against the table.
Alistair Devlin, the Marquess of Coventry, had spent the better part of last month decoding the deceased Lord Comfry's journal.
"I know that one of us is a traitor. One of us is working hard to raise funds and bring Napoleon back into power," Harrison said. "What I don't know is what the rest of you are meeting about. Nor who called this meeting."
"I did." Brentwood came to his feet. "You should watch your tone — "
"Gentlemen, there is no need for that." Bailey said. He strode over to Harrison, ushered him aside. "There is evidence, overwhelming evidence," Bailey said, his tone hushed so that only Harrison could hear him. "Nothing is being brought to the prince or the prime minister at this time, but I would suggest you get your household in order."
"What the deuce are you talking about?"
"The evidence leads directly to you, Harrison."
"You suspect I am the traitor?" Harrison asked, not believing what he'd heard. "What kind of evidence do you have?"
"I cannot disclose that, certainly you must realize." He squeezed Harrison's shoulder. "I can give you a few days before this must be brought before His Majesty. You should leave now. Brentwood has already called for some Bow Street Runners. He intends to have you arrested."
"Certainly you jest," Harrison said.
"Be careful," Bailey said and then stepped back over to the others. "We shall continue to investigate."
"Unless you'd care to confess now," Brentwood said.
"Not bloody likely." He had devoted countless years of his life to this organization. He'd sacrificed everything for the Seven. It was his life's work. And now he was being accused of being a traitor, not just of the Seven, but of the Crown. "The only thing I'm confessing is that I'm going to find out which one of you is behind this, and I will uncover the truth. When I do, I will rip you apart with my bare hands." He turned on his heel and walked out. He had work to do.
* * *
Prudence had thought burying her parents was the hardest thing she'd ever had to do, but she'd had Johnston by her side at the time. Now he was gone, and the duties of the family fell solely to her.
For what must have been the hundredth time since she'd received news of Johnston's death, she wondered if she hadn't bungled things all those years ago, her brother might still be alive. She'd long since forgiven herself for her mistake and for the most part, she never thought of it. But here and now, she couldn't help but wonder that if she hadn't slept with the wrong man, things might have happened differently.
That night she'd ignored all the clues that told her the man she'd seduced wasn't Bailey. She'd never been attracted to him, though she'd enjoyed his flirtations. But that night, in that man's arms — whoever he was — she'd felt real passion. She'd been so set on protecting Johnston that she hadn't stopped to think about any of it.
It had been a few weeks since she and her siblings had buried Johnston at their family's estate in Staffordshire. It seemed the best course of action was to leave the country and come to London. She needed to ensure her sisters were prepared and ready for their Seasons, which thankfully didn't officially start until after their mourning period had ended. Astrid and Constance would need suitable husbands now more than ever. She eyed them, sitting across the carriage from her. They were all tired from the last few days at Staffordshire and the travel to London.
But Prudence had something else she needed done, and there was only one man who could help her. She had to speak with him tonight because once they moved in to the London townhome she'd leased, her time would be extremely limited. They already had an appointment scheduled with the dressmaker for the day after tomorrow. She'd also inquired about a handful of etiquette instructors. Marrying off her sisters would take up nearly all of her time.
"I want you to stay quietly in here until I return," she told them when the carriage stopped. "I should not be long."
Matilda, her youngest sister, yawned and snuggled closer to Constance.
"It won't be long, my sweet, and then you can crawl into a warm bed." She touched the tip of Matilda's nose.
"Why can this not wait until tomorrow?" Constance asked.
"Watch your tone, sister," Prudence warned. "It cannot wait a moment longer." Johnston deserved justice for his death. And she knew that if she delayed this meeting, she'd become too preoccupied with their coming out and she'd dismiss it. So Prudence stepped out of the carriage and shut the door.
She tapped the knocker on the front door and waited. Nothing. She tapped again, this time harder, and the door opened, revealing an aging butler.
"Madam," he said with a curt nod.
"I need to see His Grace."
He withdrew a pocket watch and glanced at the time. "I do not believe the duke is accepting callers at the moment."
"This is an emergency. I will not leave until he sees me." She folded her arms over her chest and hoped she appeared more formidable than she probably did. She was not an overly tall woman, and though she boasted more curves than was popular, she was not certain she could overpower the butler and force her way inside. "I am quite serious, sir."
He released a heavy sigh, but he stepped aside and allowed her entrance. "He made it abundantly clear he did not want to be disturbed. I shall not take the blame for this intrusion, madam. His wrath is all yours. Third door on the left."
She hid her smile behind her hand. "I shall take all the blame. I'll even tell him I knocked you out of the way." She clutched her cloak tighter to her and padded her way down the corridor until she reached the third door. She considered knocking, but thought better of it and merely turned the knob.
"Sheldon, I gave you explicit instructions that I was not to be disturbed." He continued digging through the pile of papers on the sideboard behind his desk.
She took several steps farther into the room. It had been nearly four years since she'd seen him. Time was not always kind to people, but it seemed as if Harrison Carlisle had been blessed. He had grown more dashing as the years passed. It seemed impossible for him to be more attractive, but there he was, his shirtsleeves pushed to his elbows, revealing his muscular and entirely too masculine forearms.
No. She shook her head. She refused to notice his physical features. He was the one who had recruited her brother into some secret organization that had ultimately led to his death.
While she and Harrison had never been close, she had known him for years since their families had been friends. One thing she knew for certain about him was his penchant for orderliness. The room before her spoke of anything but order. Drawers were turned over on the desk, and books lay strewn about the floor.
"I remembered you being more tidy," she said. "Or perhaps you've been burgled?"
His narrowed eyes rounded at the sight of her. "Prudence. What are you doing here?" Then he went back to his searching.
"I should think that would be obvious, but perhaps I expected you'd be a better spy." She walked farther into the room.
He glanced up again.
"Don't be so surprised. Of course Johnston told me you had recruited him for your covert operations."
"I'm not surprised. I'm busy."
That was always his way, trying to dismiss her. Well, not tonight. "No! You can try to ignore me, but I will not be so easily dismissed. I'm here for you to right a wrong. I warned you years ago that all of your nonsense would get my brother killed. I think you should be the one to bring his killer to justice."
He scraped his hand through his hair. "I don't have time for this right now."
She put her hand to her heart. "Your tenderness is touching, truly." How had she ever felt attracted to him? There had been many nights since her failed seduction that she had wished it had been Harrison's bed she'd climbed into. She knew it hadn't been, as obviously the man could not abide her.
"You misunderstand," he said. "I fully intend to discover Johnston's killer, but at the moment I'm a little preoccupied."
Her frown deepened. "What could possibly be more important than finding a murderer? Is that not what you do, hunt for criminals and whatnot?"
"Not precisely." He sighed in exasperation. He walked to a shelf near the door and retrieved a box. "Take this. It was his; I gathered all the pieces that looked of personal value. I intended to send it to you, but seeing as you're here — "
She grabbed the box he'd shoved at her and opened it, not fully seeing the items inside. Her eyes pricked with tears as her brother's scent assaulted her. She breathed it in for a moment.
"Prudence, you need to go."
"Of all the rude —" She set the box down, as much to remove the overwhelming memories as to make a stand against Harrison. "I am simply appalled."
"Yes, well, you can feel free to give me a lesson in etiquette another day. But not today." He grabbed her elbow and attempted to escort her out.
She squirmed and tried to get out of his reach, but his grip held firm. "Unhand me."
Something hit against one of the windows. Then another hit. "Shh." He pulled her closer.
Her breath seemed to disappear with him so near. The hard planes of his chest pressed against her back. She heard it then, not merely the pounding of their hearts as they stood this close, but rather the sound of something or someone prying open a window.
"We have to leave," Harrison whispered. He grabbed the box and pulled her with him out the study door and into the corridor.
They were halfway to the back of his house before she remembered and stopped walking.
"I can't leave my carriage. It's out front," she said.
"I'm certain your driver will not hold it against you." He pulled her farther.
"I'm not concerned about my driver, but rather what I've left inside. Whom, that is."
His brows rose. Then the window from his study creaked open, and feet landed on the floor with a thud.
"They're inside now," Harrison whispered.
He shook his head. "We'll try and sneak through the alleyway and back around to the carriage."
She hesitated a moment longer, until another set of feet hit the floor in his study and Harrison pulled her forward, his large hand dwarfing hers. With him she was safe, it seemed to say. Still, she was certain her heart had risen to her throat, and any moment she would choke on it. Finally they reached the back door, and he led her into the darkened gardens that lined the back of his townhome.
He gripped her hand and led her around the base of his house, the windows from the first floor just over their heads as they skimmed against the stone. Then he stopped just below the opened window of his study. The men inside the room rustled around, kicking furniture and knocking things off shelves. They spoke, but their low voices murmured so there was no deciphering their words.
Inside that carriage, hopefully, her siblings were still safe. She nudged Harrison. If he didn't move soon, she'd have to run around him. Finally he started up again and they crept the rest of the way to the carriage. She knew before they even opened the door that her siblings were in fact still inside. Thankfully the rogues who had broken into Harrison's study hadn't seemed to notice her noisy siblings. Safe was another matter entirely, as it sounded as if they were currently killing one Another.
* * *
Harrison gave instructions to the driver while Prudence climbed up the carriage steps. The men who broke into the house could not have failed to miss the carriage parked in front of his townhome, which likely meant they did not care whom they interrupted. It was doubtful they were the Bow Street Runners that Bailey had mentioned and instead must be ruffians hired by the traitor trying to frame Harrison. Certainly they had known he'd been home and therefore had either been too careless to consider the possibilities — or they had been willing to kill him.
But they must have noted the Hixbys' carriage, and that put them in danger. Until he could figure out precisely who was trying to frame him, there was only one place he knew they'd be safe. Only one other person knew about the address, and Harrison had no doubts about Remy's loyalty. Once he was assured the driver understood the directions, Harrison opened the carriage door.
"Not another word, am I understood?" Prudence said.
She was met with a chorus of mumbles. She sat on one of the benches sandwiched between two other girls, with a third snuggled on her lap. The bench across housed a surly adolescent boy. Harrison sat next to the boy, who in turn shot him a glare.
"Jefferson, mind your manners," Prudence warned.
"Prudence?" Harrison leveled his eyes on hers and raised his brows.
"My brother, Jefferson. And these are my sisters, Astrid," she indicated the girl to her right, "Constance," the one on her left, "and this little one is Matilda." Prudence gave him a weak smile. "If you could simply drop us off, then you're welcome to the carriage."
This night only improved as the hours went on. "You're coming with me. Evidently, all of you."
"That seems entirely unnecessary. I have leased a perfectly good townhome for us."
"I cannot be certain if anyone else is watching my house. Other than the gentlemen who are currently helping themselves to my finest brandy. Until I know it is safe for you and your family, you stay with me," he said.(Continues…)
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*The end to an enjoyable series.. Action, mystery and romance.. would have enjoyed the trilogy in novel form instead of novella
Harrison Carlisle, Duke of Sutcliffe, has always wanted Prudence Hixsby but fought hard not to show it. Being a member of the Seven, an elite group of men and women working for the Crown, often brings danger into his life and he didn't want to expose her to that. Prudence's brother, Johnston, wants to fight in the war and she will do anything to prevent him from coming to harm. Sir Bailey Fenton wants Prudence. He's offered, through his influence, to prevent Johnston from leaving the country to fight. There's only one condition to his proposal. Prudence must have sex with him. What happens when she enters his dark chambers to have sex, follows through, only to find out it wasn't him she was with because she entered the wrong room? Fantastic story line! This book has it all! Mystery, intrigue, romance, love and betrayal. Robyn DeHart writes a brilliant historical. I love reading historicals with strong female characters, especially in a time that women were thought to be good only for babies and parties. Once I started reading, I couldn't put it down. I can't wait to read more from this very talented author. *free copy gifted for honest review **originally reviewed for welovekink(dot)com
Cute short story. More like 3.5 stars.
A nice, sweet, and quick read, Misadventures in Seduction was a lovely romance novella. It was a light read that I quite enjoyed. Prudence and Harrison were both great. Prudence was tough, devoted to her family, and definitely strong enough to handle anything. Harrison was sweet, clever, and overall adorable. I liked them both. The romance was sweet. Prudence and Harrison were infatuated with each other from when they first met. It was just a matter of them admitting and acting on it. And, they definitely had some steaminess going on between them. The plot moved quickly and I was engaged the entire way through. I really liked the story and the ending was great. Misadventures in Seduction was a wonderful historical romance novella that I really liked. Romance lovers, if you want a quick, light, and enjoyable read, then this is a book for you. *I received a complimentary copy from the publisher in exchange for an honest review
Cute and adventurous. I liked it. Harrison and Prudence are thrown into each other's arms in the most preposterous way. In times of war, families are precariously staying together, so when Johnston wants to join the ranks of soldiers, his sister can only think of the worst. Without him, she will finally face alone the daunting task of taking care of her little siblings. So she's prepared to do anything to keep him safe. I really liked how these two come together. The ruse is flawless and fun. Hot too. By a shady misunderstanding, Prudence agrees to a night of passion with the man who can save her brother. Unfortunately, she shares her body with the wrong man. Of course, this delicious mistake is the perfect seed for plot twists and steamy moments. Even though there is drama in the story, it's more of a fact than a real feel. Therefore, this story should be taken as light and well-plotted fun. There is plenty of espionage, secret codes, back-stabbing and mystery. Well, I should say that I did feel some of Prudence's grief over her brother's death when she's perusing his belongings. Pru is a country woman, strong of spirit. I lied her for her love of freedom when she could taste adventure. The Duke is all about duty, but he can't deny his admiration and passion for clever Pru. They make a good couple. And all the while, this secret between them torns the Duke apart until it explodes. Highlights: masquerades, bullets and knives, espionage, hot kisses, and hotter things.
This is book 3 in the Masquerading Mistresses series. Willing to do anything to keep her brother from going off to war, Prudence Hixsby makes a deal with Sir Bailey Fenton. One night in his bed in exchange for his help in keeping her brother safe. Sneaking into a darkened room later that evening, she has a passion filled night. She soon learns that she slept with the wrong man and her brother is off to war. Harrison Carlisle, the Duke of Sutcliffe, can't believe that Pru has come to his room. He has been attracted to her for sometime, but knows that the only way he can have her is marriage. He is not in a position to take a wife, so he has never pursued her. He soons learns why Pru had come to the room and does everything in his power to keep her brother safe. Unfortunately, it's not enough. When Pru's brother is killed, Harrison finds himself working alongside Pru to find his murderer. Can he keep his attraction underwraps or will decide to reveal all? I LOVE Robyn DeHart's novellas. She has a gift of of telling a short story without the reader feeling deprived of part of a story. I've loved the other two stories in this series and DeHart did not disappoint with this one! I love strong women in a story and Pru was definitely that. She was going to find her brother's killer with or without the help of Harrison. Harrison had just the right personality to match her strong personality without overpowering her. I can't wait to see what DeHart has up her sleeve next! Thanks go to Entangled Publishing via NetGalley for a copy of the book in exchange of an honest review.
A great action packed read. Prudence agrees to give her body to another in exchange for her brother’s safety, however she ends up in the wrong bed. When her brother dies, Prudence knows who is at fault and ends up at the Duke of Sutcliffe’s house. Now these two must work together to find a traitor as their attraction grows. Great ending to a wonderful series. Sweet, sexy and an all-around wonderful read.
So we have come to the conclusion of the Masquerading Mistresses series, in Misadventures in Seduction by Robyn DeHart. Now this is probably my favorite out of the three stories, for a couple of reasons: 1) The cover. It's absolutely my favorite. 2) How it all ties with the previous stories together. Normally, I'm like oh man we are at the end. However, this just ended nicely. Granted the story could have been drawn out a little more and could have use a little more explanation to why. Sometimes that's the case for novellas. At the same time, it was perfectly find everything worked out. Honestly, it was still pretty good. That's my only gripe: too short. Now the things I liked: Who doesn't love story when you have the heroine jumps into bed with the wrong guy? Whoops. I mean that's just asking to be read. Anyway, Prudence was suppose to be in guys bed to save her brother from getting ship off. Instead she winds up in the Duke of Sutcliffe's bed, and she doesn't find out till years later. That's not the point; the point is she comes to London after her brother's death and tries to get answer from His Grace and in turn finds herself going into hiding. All this ties together and I'm going to stop, because it's a novella and it's easy to get carry away. I liked these two characters, because they are attract to one another. At the same time, Prudence believes Sutcliffe can't stand her. He's a spy and he doesn't want to put her in danger, because he's attracted to her. I like Prudence cause after her parents death she stepped up to the plate and started to take care of her siblings when there was no one else. Overall, I did like Misadventures in Seduction. I think this is probably my favorite out of the three stories. I think each story had gotten better as everything started come together. Okay, I'm going to strongly suggest reading the previous stories before jumping into this story, because all the pieces do come together. Copy provided by the publisher Rating: 4 1/2 Stars
Hot hook up leads to healing romance. Becker, a bar owner and firefighter meets Megan in his bar, and they instantly fall in lust with each other. They hook up, but later learn that he is her brothers best friend. Each has ghosts from the past that they must overcome to be together. Melt for him is the perfect combination of story, angst, heat, and romance. Becker and Megan's story is realistic, interesting and well paced. I really enjoyed the artistic flair that Megan brought to the novel. I would recommend this book to anyone who wants a sexy, well written book! I was given a free copy for an honest review.
This was a fun, quick read. I liked the characters and the setting. I would have enjoyed it more if there'd been a little more emotion involved. I received this book in exchange for an honest review.
An Adventurous Misadventure! With five siblings to care for, Prudence Hixsby 's duty comes first, even if it means becoming a spinster. When the eldest—and most cherished—of her younger brothers decides to join the war, however, Prudence is determined to keep him safe. So she strikes a bargain with an old acquaintance: her body in exchange for her brother's safety. In the dead of night, she slips into the bed of a man whose touch is both fierce and passionate... little knowing she's just seduced the wrong man. Harrison Carlisle, the Duke of Sutcliffe, never imagined that that lovely Prudence would honour his bed, or just how bewitching those lush curves could be. Yet he keeps a gentleman's silence. After all, a spy for the Crown can ill afford to marry. But when Prudence's brother is killed, they find themselves uniting to track down the traitorous murderer. And while death lurks within the shadowy world of espionage, there is also passion... and the unbidden thrill of seduction! Gotta love a strong heroine matched up with an equally strong hero. Prudence is no wilting flower – she seeks out Harrison to give him a piece of her mind and isn’t intimidated. She thinks he is indifferent toward her, but if she only knew the truth. When they band together to solve the mystery of her brother, they are a team and they can’t fight their attraction anymore. I liked both characters. I liked that Prudence was comfortable with herself and strong willed and I liked that Harrison cared for her and put her needs before his own which were substantial. They were an enjoyable couple and this was an enjoyable read. I actually didn’t realize that I had read the first book in the Masquerading Mistresses series, “No Ordinary Mistress”, and so now I will have to look for the second book, “For Her Spy Only” so I can catch up on what happened to Alistair. These books seem to stand on their own as I didn’t feel like I missed out from not reading the second book, but I am really curious to read it now. My appreciation and thanks to Entangled Publishing for the ARC in exchange for my honest review.
This charming historical romance is the story of Prudence and Harrison. Acquaintances for several years, they have each harbored an untold attraction towards the other. One night of passion between them is left unresolved as Prudence is unaware that the man she seduced in the dark of night is not who she thought. But Harrison knows, and when the chance to catch a spy brings them together, he can only hope that she might turn to him again, this time with full intent. I quite enjoyed this action filled romance. I always enjoy espionage tales and when they are combined with accurate history and romance it's an extra treat. Prudence is well characterized as an elder sister, caring for her siblings, responsible and straightforward. She is willing to do whatever it takes to protect her family, including sharing her bed with someone. Harrison is equally engaging as a confident albeit reserved man, responsible as well for his charges, military men seeking to protect the crown. When circumstances bring them together the sparks fly between them. Sexual tension is well developed and the love scenes, both as anonymous partners and later with full intent are emotional and heartfelt. The history and setting were well researched and the plot was fast paced, full of suspense and action. A delightful romantic read! 4 stars.
Another great read from Robyn DeHart. I loved the chemistry between Prudence and Harrison. He is exactly the kind of hero I adore: smart, commanding and protective. Not to mention sexy as hell. Yum!
Sweet and lovely read. I quiet enjoyed it. Wrong bed is another favorite trope of mine! My fancy is always tickled when I imagine the various ways a hero or heroine can actually slip into the wrong bed! In the third installment of her Masquerading Mistress series, Dehart pens a lovely tale of romance, suspense, a dashing duke and an intrepid miss who snuck into the wrong bed and had a most torrid and delightful night of passion she has been unable to forget. When tragedy once again throws her into the path of our hero, Harrison. Attraction resurfaces, and in the midst of intrigue sensual sparks fly. Though a short book the characters journey to falling in love was believable. I read the first two in the series which were rather enjoyable and this book was no different. It was fast paced, yet thorough and I liked that. I would recommend to historical romance lovers and I give this book 4 beautiful toasts.
Prudence Hixsby is resigned to remain a spinster; her parents are dead, and being the eldest girl, she’s the one who sees to her younger brothers and sisters. Her brother Johnston wants to join the military, and she blames the dashing Harrison Carlisle, Duke of Sutcliffe for his influence on her brother. Prudence is in awe of the handsome Duke, who doesn’t seem to think much of her. At a house party, she decides to take matters in her own hands and ask Harrison if he could make Johnston change his mind, but he refuses. Sir Bailey Fenton has been flirting with Pru for ages and hearing about her plea to the Duke, he proposes an arrangement: if Pru agrees to become his mistress, he will make sure her brother will not be accepted. Prudence has made up her mind to accept Bailey’s proposition and later that evening, she goes to his room in complete darkness and gives himself to him. Or so she thinks; she soon learns that it wasn’t Bailey she has seduced the wrong man because her brother has enlisted, and Bailey is nasty to her. As no one came forward, she’s certainly not going to ask, so the midnight man remains a mystery. In 1814, the world crashes around Prudence. Harrison Carlisle works for the Seven, an elite group of spies for the Crown and there is a traitor among them. Where do I begin? The only fault I can find with Misadventures in Seduction is that it didn’t go on forever! Absolutely wonderful! Fast-paced, magnificently written, compelling, fabulous multi-dimensional, engaging characters; there is nothing wrong! I’m usually not crazy about mistaken identities tropes, but do I ever make an exception in this case: it is the basis for an intelligent and clever story. I loved, loved, loved this book and I’m looking forward to anything by Ms. DeHart! Splendid! I received a complimentary copy from the publisher in exchange for a fair and honest review. And boy was it a gift indeed! Smashing book!
Even for a novella it has it all, romance, a little mystery, some action and an awesome plot. I didn't even feel like I wasn't reading a novel. It is so well written and character development is just perfect. I liked both Prudence and Harrison. Two people who don't seem to get along but secretly admire each other, faced a challenge together. The story is fun to read. I generally love historical romance but it is rare for one to be this good. There seem to be no loopholes, no scenes that will leave room for disliking. Once started you will keep reading. That's the kind of book it is. In short I would say it is a must read for all bookworms. So glad I did.