No Ordinary Mistress by Robyn DeHart
Remington Hawthorne, Earl of Latham, has spent his life protecting the Crown. When he's assigned to play the part of lover to Emma Masterson, one of the few female spies in England and the one woman he can't forget, he'll have to risk his heart as well as his life.
It isn't easy being an independent woman, much less a spy. Perpetually tasked with proving she is as valuable as any man in her profession, the last thing Emma needs is to be reunited with the one man who makes her want to forget her duties and get lost in passion.
Pretending to be his mistress isn't difficult - remembering that it is all a charade is a challenge. With every glance, every touch, every kiss, she is drawn deeper under his spell and pulled further from her goals. She refused him once, but it will take every ounce of strength to not give in to the passion that still burns strong...
About the Author
A life-long lover of stories and adventure, it was either become a stuntwoman for the movies or live out those adventures from the safety of her PJ's and computer. Award-winning author, Robyn DeHart chose the latter and couldn't be happier for doing so. Known for her unique plotlines and authentic characters, Robyn is a favorite among readers and reviewers. Publishers' Weekly claims her books as "sizzling romance" while the Chicago Tribune dubs her "wonderfully entertaining." Robyn is an award-winning author as well as being a four-time RT Bookclub Reviewers' Choice award nominee, and a three-time RomCon Reader's Crown nominee. Look for Robyn's trilogy on forbidden love from Entangled: A Little Bit Wicked, A Little Bit Sinful and A Little Bit Scandalous. In 2013, she launched an historical romantic suspense series with NAL, the first in the series is The Secrets of Mia Danvers. Robyn lives in Texas with her brainy husband, two precocious little girls and two spoiled cats.
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No Ordinary Mistress
A Masquerading Mistresses Novella
By Robyn DeHart, Alethea Spiridon Hopson
Entangled Publishing, LLCCopyright © 2014 Robyn DeHart
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Two years later
August, 1814, London
Emma couldn't breathe.
If she stayed in this closet for much longer, she was certain to expire, or at the very least, faint. What little air there was clogged her nostrils and coated her tongue. She was going to suggest the housekeeper air out the closet and beat the dust from every item, assuming she survived this encounter. Her charges were long in bed, and Lady Comfry had taken laudanum for a headache and probably wouldn't awaken until tomorrow afternoon.
Emma took advantage of the sleeping household to come into Lord Comfry's study and poke around to see if she could find anything of use. When she heard men's voices coming, she sneaked into the storage closet in an attempt to hide herself. Now it seemed she'd play witness to a secret meeting with Comfry and some other man.
Despite the dust tickling her nose, she could not step outside of the small room else she'd reveal herself to the very men she watched. Through the tiny crack in the door, she could clearly see her employer, Lord Comfry, but could not see the man to whom he spoke. And she did not recognize his voice, but their hushed conversation concealed their tones. Three months before, she had been assigned to Lord Comfry's townhome, a governess to his two children. So she taught the children, all the while absorbing every word spoken in the house, especially those of Lord Comfry himself. He was suspected of treason, specifically of feeding information to the French.
For the last three years, she had worked for the Seven. That didn't include the eight months of training she'd endured at the prestigious and extremely covert Seven Academy. Ever since that nightmare in Paris, she'd requested to work without a partner. She never again wanted to be in the position of having a partner tell her how to do her job. Or of being tempted by such intimacy. So she resigned herself to a string of governess assignments, gathering intelligence and keeping to herself.
This was her fourth solo assignment since returning to London. So far, she had gathered all of her information into books and sent them to her director supervisor, whom she only knew as Johnston. Though she'd met him on several occasions, she'd never learned more of his name than that. In her opinion, nothing Lord Comfry had done thus far had seemed out of the ordinary behavior for a wealthy, entitled Lord of the Realm. He was selfish, arrogant, and rude. But wasn't that typical of a man of his position? Certainly every aristocrat she'd worked with in the Seven behaved in such ways. Nevertheless, she had her orders, so she complied.
He obviously had something to hide else the covert meeting would not be happening. If he was, in fact, working against the Crown, he wasn't working alone. Everyone in the Seven knew there was one person who was in charge. The worst traitor in all of London, but no one knew his identity. All of the Seven worked for that one cause. Taking him down would destroy the empire of spies he'd built, and thus destroy the intelligence making its way to France.
"You're not listening, Comfry," the other man said. "Management is displeased with your actions, not to mention your contributions. Do you have the information you were tasked with? Or any of the money you owe?"
Lord Comfry sat, fidgeted with his desk drawer. "I haven't yet acquired any of the information, but I'm still working on it. I have some of the funds. If I could simply have more time."
"More time." The man chuckled harshly. "You asked for more time last month, and it was granted. You've had more than enough time to follow through with your end of the bargain. What seems to be the problem?"
"My contacts have not come through with the information, but I believe we're getting close. As for the money, I have my family, a wife who likes pretty things, children, a governess, and a household to keep. There are funds needed for all of that. I can't pay you everything, but I have some for you here." He opened another drawer and withdrew a box that jingled with coins. He set it on top of the desk and pried it open.
"Coins?" the man asked, his tone dark and chilling. "What sort of fool do you take me for?" The man leaned forward over the desk. Emma could not make out his face, but he wore a gold ring on his right hand. The crest was unfamiliar—a spider with a symbol on its back. "We do not take payments in petty coins."
Lord Comfry came to his feet. "Tomorrow. I'll get you the funds tomorrow. Come back then, or I can meet you somewhere. Your house."
The man laughed, a cruel sound. "You know you cannot come to my house for this. Don't be an idiot."
So they knew one another well enough to be social outside of this arrangement.
"And my contact. He assured me he'd return with my information at the end of the week. I can go to him, retrieve what he has thus far." Comfry came around the desk and walked toward the door that led out of the study and into the corridor. He was now out of her line of sight, and all she could see was the back of the other man. He wore a typical great coat, one precisely like every other wealthy man in London. His hair, cropped short, was a muddy brown, and he was not particularly tall in build, but broad and stocky, obviously athletic. In short, he could be any man on the street.
The man followed him. "I don't think that will be necessary." He grabbed Lord Comfry, and there was a gruesome gasp as her employer slid to the floor.
She sucked in a breath and pressed her hand to her mouth to keep from screaming. Through the crack, she saw the stranger walk past toward the office door. She strained to hear the soft click of the door closing behind him, not daring to breathe until she heard it. She counted to ten and then opened the door slowly. The other man was gone, but Lord Comfry lay on the floor, his hands gripping his side, blood pooling onto the floor behind him and through his waistcoat. His eyes were open in horror. She knelt by him, her heart pounding in her chest.
Dear God, what was she supposed to do? Three years as a spy, and violence still rattled her. Doubt reared its head, reminding her she had no place in the Seven. She ignored it as she always did.
She swallowed her nerves and leaned over his body, stifling the urge to recoil from the blood seeping through her gown where she knelt. Her mind raced through the brief medical training from the Academy. Staunch the blood. Pressure to the wound. She whipped the shawl from around her shoulders and compressed it into a ball and tried to staunch the bleeding, but she could tell from the amount of blood he'd already lost that there was nothing to be done. Lord Comfry's breath came in wheezing gasps, and it took her a moment to realize he was trying to speak. She leaned in close to him, straining to hear. "What is it, My Lord?"
"The men," he said hoarsely. "Book ..."
She shook her head. "What?"
"Penni—" he said, and then his eyes rolled upward, and his head fell backward.
"Pennington Hall?" she asked, but she knew the question was futile. Lord Comfry was dead.
She rocked back on her heels and blew out a breath. She would never have the stomach for death. Which was all the more reason she had to keep her wits about her. Her suspect, Lord Comfry, was dead. He may have seemed like a typical Lord of the Realm, but the typical lord was not murdered in his own home.
Emma pushed herself to her feet. After using her shawl to carefully wipe Lord Comfry's blood from her hands, she blotted at the blood on her dress. Thank goodness for her sensible black gown. The blood barely showed. Then she crossed to the fireplace and tossed the ruined shawl into the blazing fire. She wouldn't be here when the body was found, and her absence would be suspicious enough. She had to get out of here, tell Johnston what happened. Without another thought, she fled out into the darkness of the London street.
As she made her way through the busy London streets, Emma concentrated on the facts she'd seen and heard while hiding in the closet. Those were the details that would be important to Johnston. When she reached one of the busy thoroughfares a few blocks from Lord Comfry's house, she hired a hackney. Lord Comfry had wanted to tell her something about men and some book and Pennington Hall, his estate outside of London. If he was, in fact, working against the Crown, perhaps the evidence was there. She'd seen him write in the same book several times over the last few months, though she hadn't seen it in the last week. Naturally, she'd tried to get her hands on the book herself, but she'd never seen it out of his hands. Perhaps that was the book he mentioned. Now that she thought about it, his behavior had been increasingly erratic over the past week. He'd been nervous and jumpy. He'd spent hours at a time passing the length of the hallway from his office to the library. Did that journal contain the information she needed? If so, he must have hidden it at Pennington Hall.
The rig halted in front of the nondescript townhome, and she gave the driver money and then skirted the front entrance for the back. She knocked three times, as was their signal, then waited. No sound. Again she knocked, and still there was no answer.
Johnston could be out, but she needed to get a message to him, and it was far more secure for her to leave it for him here herself than to trust a messenger. She withdrew a pin from her hair and slipped it into the lock. A few maneuvers later, and the latch clicked, the door opened. It was dark inside, not unexpected since it would seem Johnston was out for the evening.
She made her way up the rounded staircase and down the corridor to his study. She'd been in the room many times before, the first being the day she'd accepted his offer to join the Seven. That had been more than three years before and little had changed. The floorboards creaked under her steps as she entered the room, and then her feet hit something, and she fell forward. She caught herself, bracing her weight on her hands and landing in a wet, sticky substance that coated her palms. Blast the darkness.
She felt around the floor, trying to determine what had caused her to stumble. Her hands molded the object in front of her; it felt disturbingly similar to a leg. She jolted backward, quickly realizing that what she'd tripped over was Johnston himself. She brought her palm, covered in liquid, to her nose. Acrid copper and rust. Blood.
Now she had the blood of two men on her palms and clothes.
She swallowed against the bile rising in her throat. No need to leave him a message now. Tears pricked her eyes, but she willed them away. Johnston had been her contact for years. He was the sole constant in her life of drifting from mission to mission. She wasn't close to him. She hadn't made that mistake since her disastrous first mission in Paris. She didn't even particularly care for the man, but his death shook the foundations of her existence. In the twisted labyrinth that was the world of spies, he had been her trail of breadcrumbs. Now there was only one other place to turn. It was time to seek the assistance of Harrison Carlisle, the head spy of the Seven.
Try as she might, she could not still the tears once she sat inside the hack to Harrison's house. She let them fall freely, knowing they'd end soon and she could once again resume her calm exterior. No one would blame her for the emotional outburst; she'd witnessed one murder then stumbled, literally, onto another dead body. After Paris, all of her assignments had been relatively calm ones, essentially her gathering intelligence. Tonight, though, she certainly felt the part of the spy, though she hadn't had the security of a partner. Then again, she'd declined any assignments requiring a partner.
Once the rig rolled to a stop, she climbed the stairs and kicked against the door else risk getting bloody hand marks all over the earl's doorknocker. The door opened, and the butler frowned sternly. "We do not take kindly to street urchins banging on the door for handouts."
She pushed past the butler and stepped into Harrison's townhome.
"Miss! His lordship is otherwise engaged," the butler said.
"This is of vital importance." It was then, in the light of the corridor, that she saw the full impact of the blood on her hands. Bright red stains covered her palms and streaked the upper side of her hands. The butler noticed them as well, and his brows rose slowly. She swiped her palms on her dress.
"It would seem you have an emergency," the butler said. "This way." He led her down the corridor and then down a staircase to a large room. A table sat in the middle of the room and four men sat around it.
"Sheldon, I told you I didn't want to be disturbed," Harrison said from the table.
Emma stepped around the butler and walked forward. "I insisted," she said.
"Ms. Masterson, I didn't realize." He stood and took a moment to look her over. "Good God." He motioned her forward. "You are safe within these walls. These are—"
"Other members of the Seven," she said. "Yes, I recognize them." And she did. Remington Hawthorne, her former partner, sat directly to Harrison's right; her heart thundered at the sight of him. As much as she didn't want to, she drank in the sight of him. After the night she'd had, he was a welcoming face. She resisted the urge to run and fall into his arms. She knew from their work together, those arms would be strong and secure. They hadn't been lovers, but it seemed only a matter of time. As much as they both denied it, they shared a deep attraction. She hadn't seen him since he'd left Paris two years before. Since he'd left her in Paris, believing the very worst of her.
He came to his feet, but stopped short of walking toward her. She forced her gaze off him. The other two men were Lord Brentwood and Bailey Fenton. The latter was the liaison between the Seven and the Prime Minister himself.
"Very well," Harrison said. "First, I must ask, is that your blood or someone else's?" He nodded to her hands, his voice calm.
"Someone else's. Johnston has been killed," she said, doing her best to keep her tone unaffected. Crying in this room would literally destroy her career. There were still several members of the Seven who believed espionage was no place for women.
"Did he send for you?" Fenton asked.
"No, Sir, I went to seek his assistance when my mark was murdered."CHAPTER 2
Remy Hawthorne did his best to school his features as he returned to his seat. It had been two years since he'd left her in Paris, since her assignment to seduce Comte Gibrault. Remy had made certain she'd be safe working with another member of the Seven, one he trusted, and then he left. He knew she'd accomplished her task because they'd acquired the necessary intelligence from Gibrault.
Remy had done everything he could since then to avoid seeing her, but here she was, standing before him, covered in blood. He fought the urge to go to her and check her for injuries, even though she'd said the blood wasn't hers. He slowly returned to his seat.
She had been the brightest and bravest in the group of women they'd recruited into espionage, but she'd also been the most stubborn; quite possibly the most stubborn of all women—not just the ones who worked for the Seven. Still, Remy leaned back in his chair and took in the sight of her. She was slight of build, and her current dress made it a mystery as to whether or not she had any curves. He knew from working with her in Paris that she had delicious curves any woman would envy. Tonight, though, she hid her body beneath a plain wool gown. Hell, he couldn't even tell if she had a bosom worth perusal because she wore a silk spencer fastened tight beneath her neck. When the light shone just right, he could see the bloody handprints marring the front of her dark skirts.
"Lord Comfry was murdered?" Harrison asked.
"Yes. Right in front of me, though I never saw the killer's face. I was hiding."
"Clever girl," Fenton said. His mouth twisted in a wry smile. "But then we wouldn't have recruited you if you weren't. Sit, sit, you must be exhausted."
Harrison moved an empty chair next to him. She took a seat and angled her body so as to not face Remy, despite the fact she sat directly across from him.
"Can you tell us what happened?" Harrison asked.
"Tonight?" Remy asked. "She's obviously been through quite the ordeal."
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Most Helpful Customer Reviews
*The plot is interesting but I never really got invested in the characters.. The writing seems a bit stilted too.. I have read other books from this author which were highly entertaining so I am somewhat surprised at how little I enjoyed this story..
Thanks Robyn DeHart, spy romances are a new favorite of mine. I enjoyed this one, and can't wait to read more in the series. Emily Masterson is an adorable heroine, who's strong of heart, and who we'd all like to be like. I would enjoy reading more of her adventures, but only if partnered Remy. (Maybe they will make an appearance in another novel?) Remy Hawthorne was her perfect partner, sexy, witty, and handsome, (I could tell), and he was chasing her for a sweet change. I definitely recommend reading this one! Thanks again Robyn DeHart, for another good book :)
Only 67 pgs. A spy novel in 67 pgs. No depth no drama. And a very bad ending. I usually don't give bad reviews but this book annoyed me.
Emily Masterson is the daughter of a courtesan and never wants to depend on a man for anything. She joins the prestigious and secret Seven Academy where learns all matters of spying. Remington Hawthorne, the Earl of Westbridge, is a spy and instructor at the Seven Academy and has taught the intelligent and beautiful Emily self-defense. They go on a assignment to Paris and their fragile relationship dissolves. Now two years later, Emily witnesses the murder of her mark and is placed under Remy's protection as his mistress and she is pissed. While they are solving not just one murder, they fight their desires and differences. Will Emily allow a man to care and love her? Can Remy humble himself and give her control of her life? Can these two keep there clothes on long enough to catch the enemy? I really liked this quickie by Ms. DeHart. It has a couple who either want to kill one another or rip their clothes off. There is mini-intrigue, murders, mysterious evil figure and of course, some steamy passions running amuck! I give Ms. DeHart a score of 4 fingers up and 7 toes!
Really injoyed this book. HIGHLY RECOMMEND!
I loved this story it is gripping you just don't want to put it down. The story is always moving it never gets dull.
In this novella, I enjoyed the well crafted characters, Remy and Emma. It was easy to see Emma as one of the few female spies of her time. Reading each of them finding and even fighting their true feelings during the heart of the mystery kept me attracted to the story.
There were several parts to this quick read and each had their strong and weak points. As spies, the mystery and finding out who is selling state secrets is a very large part of the story. I wish there had been a little more background as to what led Remington and Emma to be spying on their marks, but with a novella sometimes something has to go, and the background was it in this one. Since we don't get much backstory on the marks, I found it hard to relate to this aspect of the story and settle into the intrigue. The second part is the romance. This one was pretty good. Emma was warned that it would be difficult working with a male partner. Close proximity can sometimes mimic intimate feelings, and that's just what they both think at first. But when they separate and still can't keep their minds off each other, they know it may have been more - but now it may be too late. There was also a bit about women's rights of all things - after all how many female spies were there in the 1800's, and were they respected. The author did a good job of throwing the thought out there, beating it around, and then letting it lie for awhile. Overall this was a fun read, I just wish I could have gotten more into the actual spy part of the story. *This book was received in exchange for an honest review*
I enjoyed this quick read. It had murders, mystery, espionage, humor and romance! There is an elite spy organization called the Seven. Emma Masterson is a spy and a pioneer as she is the only woman in the organization. Emma is a strong character and she is determined to prove herself as a spy. The hero, Remington Hawthorne, is a royal and a well-connected spy in the same organization. This is a captivating Regency novella. I connected easily with both characters which the author adeptly developed well. Remmy seemed to have a sense of entitlement as far as relationships go. I felt that he needed a comeuppance in that area. LOL! Emma was certainly the woman to do it. Both characters were stubborn to a fault and blind as regards the feelings of each other. I wanted to shake them a few times... but, no worries, know that their story will end well. The interactions between the two were romantic and humorous. Their cat and mouse romance kept me enthralled to the end. The story was also a mystery as the villain was not averse to taking out anyone in his/her way. The danger that our lead characters were in was palpable as they investigated. I enjoyed this quick read. It had murders, mystery, espionage, humor and romance! A Very Enjoyable Read! 4 stars!!!!!!
The other day I finished No Ordinary Mistress by Robyn DeHart. This is the first in her new series Masquerading Mistresses and I have to say that it's a great start to the series. Since this is a novella, I'm not going to go into a lot of detail, because it would be easy to give away the story. Remington Hawthorne, Earl of Latham, and Miss Emma Masterson were on an assignment in France. When Emma's next assignment came in, Remy wasn't too happy about it. Before she started the assignment, he left and they hadn't seen each other since. Jump ahead Emma is in trouble and needs protection, Remy is the lucky one to be selected. Mainly, No Ordinary Mistress is establishing the storyline to the new series, which probably be about the female spies in the organization Emma and Remy are apart. I enjoyed this quick read, and I wish that the story was a little longer. Yes, I wish Remy and Emma's coming together was a little bit drawn out. However, it's a novella and you have you make due with a quick story. Overall, I like that we are establishing the series for future book and the ending makes it possible for the continuation the grand storyline. So, if you are looking for a historical read with spies, you might consider reading No Ordinary Mistress. Copy provided by publisher
NO ORDINARY MISTRESS by Robyn DeHart is an exciting Novella, Regency Historical Romance set in 1812-1814 Paris and England. #1 in "A Masquerading Mistresses". This is the tale of Remington Hawthorne, Earl of Latham and Emma Masterson, both spies, both passionate and both in for a few surprises. Filled with spies, danger, passion and romance. A quick read that will have you turning pages. A great start to a new series! With engaging characters and an intriguing storyline, I look forward to the next in this soon to be intriguing series, "Masquerading Mistresses". Well done! Received as a gift. RATING: 4 HEAT RATING: MILD REVIEWED BY: AprilR, courtesy of My Book Addiction and More
It was a sweet and somewhat romantic novella! I hate it that it just had to be a novella because I was really enjoying the story and by the time I realize it, I was almost finish with it and I didn't want that. I love both Remington and Emma. At the beginning, you learn that they had been trying to fight the attractions they had for each other but somewhat that did not turn out well. Emma is very headstrong and determine that she tried to deny her attractions to Remington because of her position as a spy. Remington, on the other hand, I love him. I don't know why but his character and how protective he is of Emma made me fall for him. I enjoy the first book of this story so much that when I finish it I came to check about the second book but there is none yet. I hope that there will be a second book soon on the two side character that we met. I received a copy of this book in exchange for an honest review.
Emma Masterson and Remington Hawthorne, English spies from the Seven Academy, have been avoiding each other ever since a misunderstanding during an espionage mission in Paris. When she returns to London, Emma works alone in order to prevent any emotional attachment to a partner. Emma is assigned as governess to gather intelligence on Lord Comfry who is suspected of treason and feeding information to the French. When Lord Comfry is murdered, Emma and Remy are ordered to work together to find his murderer and his journal listing a network of spies. This novella is a great quick read. It is skillfully written with an exciting combination of intrigue, espionage, and romance. The story grabs your attention and holds it from beginning to end. The characters are well developed with a remarkable chemistry that adds a little spice to the story. Emma is a strong independent woman. She is clever and intelligent but also a little stubborn. She has been trained in espionage and has a task to complete. She does not want to be protected and only wants to prove she is as valuable as any man in her profession. Remy is the protective hero. Even though he has a strong physical attraction to Emma, he does not believe in romantic love. Remy was one of Emma's instructors at the Academy. He knows she is bright, capable, and brave; but he still wants to protect her. Remy and Emma must set aside their differences to solve the murder and reach their happy ever after. I thoroughly enjoyed this novella and hope the author will continue Emma and Remy's adventures in a full length novel. I would highly recommend this book to readers who like a little mystery with their historical romance. I received a copy of this book in exchange for an honest review.
After two years of being separated, two spies are reunited to find a killer. Growing up watching her mother, Emma vowed to never be in a situation where she had to rely on a man. Now she is posing as the mistress of the one man who effect’s her the most, the Earl of Westbridge (Remy). While on the hunt for evidence to find a killer, Remy plans to use this situation to his advantage. The story is fast paced and exciting and the chemistry between Remy and Emma is great. I received a copy of this e-book in exchange for an honest review.
I always enjoy a good spy story, and in this one Emma Masterson is an agent with the Seven, working undercover as a governess in the home of Lord Comfry, who is suspected of being a traitor. I loved that Emma is a spy in her own right, well trained and capable. When the man is murdered, and then Emma’s contact is killed as well, she reports in to the Seven and is assigned the role of mistress to Remington Hawthorne, Earl of Westbridge and an agent with the Seven as well. They will work together to try to find Lord Comfry’s journal, which is believed to contain evidence of his activities. She and Remy had worked together previously and in order to fight the attraction between them, she had broken their partnership and asked for solitary assignments for the last several years. Emma doesn’t want to depend on a man for her well being or protection, she wants to go it alone, and working with Remy brings all those feelings she had for him to the forefront. Remy hasn’t been able to forget Emma either, and this time he’s determined to win her. This story had plenty of action and intrigue as well as a lovely romance, and although it was fairly short, it had all the elements I needed for an enjoyable tale. Note: I received a copy of this book in exchange for an honest review.
This story was another hit for DeHart! I received a copy of this book in exchange for an honest review. Honestly? I loved this romantic novella! Robyn has a clear, concise writing style and it gets you right into the story with its hero and heroine. I liked the “push and pull” of Emma’s and Remy’s courtship, and the addition of a mystery to the mix made this story exciting and kept this reader riveted to the pages—I read it all in one night! Despite the shortness of this romance, it had all the necessities for a completely satisfying story.
Loved this novella! I always love a good, strong heroine and Emma, as a very rare female spy, is no exception. Emma's chemistry with Remy is nice and steamy and while he had his faults, I couldn't help but love the guy. The whole background with the secret spy organization has me hoping there are more books in the works! Great read!
Emma Masterson is one of the few female spies in England. She will do anything for her country and can't believe that she has to play the part of mistress to her former partner. After their disastrous alliance, she has been working on her own to gather intelligence information. Because of the murder she witnessed, her boss thinks she needs protection. What better cover than to be the mistress of the man that can protect her as well as work as her partner to solve the case? Remington Hawthorne, the Earl of Latham, hasn't been able to get Emma out of his mind since they severed their partnership serving the Crown. It's his idea to make Emma his mistress as a way to protect her, but will she need protection from him? This was a great introduction to a new series by Robyn DeHart. Even though it was a novella, I thought that the author did an excellent job of developing a plot without it seeming rushed. I look forward to more stories from this series! Thanks go out to Entangled Publishing via NetGalley for a copy of the book in exchange of an honest review.
I got a copy of this book from Entangled Publishing in exchange of an honest review. Being a spy story, especially one with a woman spy, I expected No Ordinary Mistress to be action-packed and thrilling. But unfortunately it wasn't so. Frankly it was quite bland. Sure it was sweet, especially the Remy and Emma bits, but otherwise the story did not appeal to me much. Emma Masterson, is a spy. Being a woman in a man's trade is not easy. Being one of the first woman spies, Emma has not always been taken seriously. People think being a woman she will be too emotional, too soft and unable to do the job as well as any man could. Remington Hawthorne has spent his life working for the Crown. Being Emma's tutor Remy knows she is good. And in some matters even better than a man. When they are sent to work together in Paris, things get a bit heated between them. But when Emma is give a solo job, one that involves seducing their mark, Remy goes all caveman on her and abandons her in Paris. Emma and Remy have made it a point to stay away from each other since then. Two years later when seemingly mediocre job gets bloody, Emma has to act as Remy's mistress to protect herself. It won't be hard to pretend since the chemistry between Remy and Emma is as blazing as ever. The challenge will be to remember it is a charade and not get their hearts involved. The book was really fast paced, but there was not action. Not the kind I would have expected from a spy story. Sure enough there was chemistry between Remy and Emma but I still felt their relationship was a bit rushed. It seemed completely crazy when Emma refuses to sleep with Remy to save her life, but the same night she goes to bed with him without any complaints. Remy himself could be a total imbecile sometimes. But he was sweet nonetheless. I also enjoyed Emma's independent and strong character. This book could have been so much better.
This engaging romance features a strong heroine Emma who proves herself to be both brave and intelligent and Remy a protective hero. Remy trains Emma and while in the field they are thrown together. The story is face paced and engaging. I received an arc copy for an honest review.
A sweet, lovely novella, No Ordinary Mistress was a great read. I really enjoyed reading this quick romance. Both characters were great. Emma was strong and determined to prove herself as a good spy. Remington was sweet, though I occasionally wanted to shake him for being an idiot. I liked them both. The romance was good. It was always obvious that Emma and Remington had feelings for each other. They just didn't want to admit it. And, the chemistry between them was always there. The plot went by quickly. I enjoyed the story and the ending was sweet. No Ordinary Mistress was a wonderful novella. Romance lovers, if you want a quick, lovely read, look no further *I received a free copy from the publisher in exchange for an honest review