‘Beauty Like the Night’ by Joanna Bourne

jb bltnSTORY: Sèverine de Cabrillac, orphan of the French revolution and sometime British intelligence agent, has tried to leave spying behind her. Now she devotes herself to investigating crimes in London and finding justice for the wrongly accused.

Raoul Deverney, an enigmatic half-Spaniard with enough secrets to earn even a spy’s respect, is at her door demanding help. She’s the only one who can find the killer of his long-estranged wife and rescue her missing fourteen-year-old daughter.

Sèverine reluctantly agrees to aid him, even though she knows the growing attraction between them makes it more than unwise. Their desperate search for the girl ​unleashes treason and murder. . . and offers a last chance for two strong, wounded people to find love.

REVIEW: With this sixth story in her Spaymaster series, Joanna Bourne shines like never before. I adored everything in this story, from characters to the plot, but the romance of it just shines through and through. Oh, and let us not forget the action! There’s a lot of it and all of it is very exciting and nail biting.

I had the pleasure to read this story as an ARC and also listen to it on my Audible. Both were equally impressive.

I highly recommend you either listen to it or read it. You’ll love it!

Melanie for b2b

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Spotlight on Shana Galen and ‘Third Son’s a Charm’

tsac sgBOOK BLURB: Ewan Mostyn thinks a job as a duke’s daughter’s bodyguard will be easy―but Lady Lorraine has a few tricks up her sleeve that spark an undeniable passion…

Fiercely loyal to his friends and comrades, Ewan Mostyn is the toughest in a group of younger sons of nobility who met as soldiers and are now trying desperately to settle back into peaceful Society. Ewan trusts his brawn more than his brains, but when he’s offered a job watching the Duke of Ridlington’s stubbornly independent daughter, he finds both are challenged.

Lady Lorraine wants none of her father’s high-handed ways, and she’ll do everything in her power to avoid her distressingly attractive bodyguard―until she lands herself in real trouble. Lorraine begins to see Ewan’s protectiveness in a new light, and she can only hope that her stoic guardian will do for her what he’s always done―fight for what he wants.

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“And if you were ever kissed by another man or two—kissed soundly and thoroughly—maybe you’d see that Francis Mostyn is not the paragon you seem to think.”
He put his hands on her upper arms, and even through his gloves he could feel the coolness of her skin.
“And who will kiss me? You?”
He heard the note of hope in her voice. There was anger as well but he’d heard the hope. She wanted him to kiss her. Well, better him than the next man she encountered, who might be a rake or worse. He would give her what she seemed to want so desperately, and then she would see that there was a world of men beyond Francis Mostyn.
And what lies he told himself. He wanted to kiss her and had been looking for the excuse.
Ewan slid his hands to her back, gliding one down until he pressed the small of her back. He exerted a minimum of pressure to pull her closer and into his arms. She felt so small against him, and she trembled with cold. He wrapped his arm around her tiny waist, anchoring her to him then lifted his other hand and brought it to her face. His palm caressed her cheek then he pushed his fingers into her hair and allowed his thumb to trail along that cheek. How he wished he wasn’t wearing his gloves. He imagined her cheek felt like velvet and her hair like spun gold.
And then he did not have to imagine any longer because he put his lips where his thumb had been and traced the path. As he’d thought, her skin was as soft as a flower petal and as delicate too. He hadn’t expected the scent of her to waft past his nose and snare him. She smelled of vanilla and sweet cream and something else uniquely her that made him hungry for far more than food.
His lips skated to her ear so he could bury his nose in her hair. The scent was pink and light and womanly, a fragrance he now knew was hers alone. He pressed a kiss to her ear and felt her shiver, not from cold this time. “Enough kissing?” he asked.
“No,” she said, her voice low and husky but ever so definitive. He almost laughed again. He had known that would not be enough for her.

REVIEW: When you read this author’s body of work for as long as I have, you know exactly what’s awaiting you between those pages, yet each time she manages to surprise you.

In this heartwarming tale of opposites attract, I found the main characters to be compelling, fun and utterly adorable. The chemistry and romance between Lorrie and Ewan was so well written that it jumped from the pages. Both had vulnerabilities that made them relatable and likable.

This is a first story in The Survivors series and what a great start at that! I’m really looking forward to the rest of the stories because I know they’ll be as good as this one.

Melanie for b2b

shana-galenAUTHOR BIO: Shana Galen is the author of fast-paced adventurous Regency historicals, including the Lord and Lady Spy Series, the Jewels of the Ton Series, as well as the Sons of the Revolution Trilogy.

A former English teacher in Houston’s inner city, Shana now writes full time, and is working on more regency romance novels! She’s happily married to the Ultimate Sportsfan and has a daughter who is most definitely a romance heroine in the making. Shana loves to hear from readers so feel free to talk to her on any of her social media sites.

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Release Day Blitz: Elizabeth Hoyt & ‘Once Upon a Maiden Lane’

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OnceUponAMaidenLane5_RGB301BOOK BLURB: Miss Mary Whitsun is far too intelligent to fall for the rakish charms of a handsome aristocrat. But when the gentleman in question approaches her in a bookshop, mistaking her for his fiancée, Lady Johanna Albright, the flirtatious encounter only raises more questions. Could Mary, a servant raised in a St Giles orphanage, actually be Lady Joanna’s long-lost twin sister? If so, Mary has been betrothed since birth—to the rakishly handsome artistocrat himself.

Henry Collins, Viscount Blackwell, is far too intrigued by Mary to let her go so easily. He’s drawn to her sharp mind, indomitable spirit, and the fiery way in which she dismisses him—ladies simply don’t dismiss Lord Blackwell. But as Mary makes her first hesitant steps into society, she can’t help but wonder if she truly has a place in Henry’s world—or in his heart.

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TEASER:

Bugger it all.

It was her one full day off for the week, and she had planned to spend several lovely hours perusing the volumes for sale at Adams and Sons before a frugal luncheon at the nearby tea shop. She’d been saving for weeks just for this day, and she’d really rather not have it ruined by some spoiled rake.

Mary moved behind a shelf, hoping that out of sight might mean out of mind for the fellow. She took down The History of Herodotus and pretended to scan the little book while keeping an eye on the shop door. Perhaps he’d leave the bookshop and then she could continue with—

“Sweetheart, whatever are you about?”

The male voice was soft and deep and murmured in her ear from right behind her.

It was only by the greatest use of self-control that Mary didn’t shriek and fling poor Herodotus up in the air.

Slowly she turned and leveled her very best nursery stare at the beautiful aristocrat. It was a stare that made small children immediately put away their toys and ready themselves for bed, but alas, it appeared to be ineffective on males over the age of two.

The one in front of her was at least eight and twenty, and he merely grinned down at her and said, “Is it a wager of some sort?”

When he smiled the comely aristocrat did the impossible and became even more attractive. He already had deep-blue eyes—set off wonderfully by a dark-blue coat, black waistcoat, and snowy white neckcloth—curling jet-black hair clubbed back into a tail, a strong jaw, and a wide, sensual mouth, but when the man smiled, he revealed white, even teeth and dimples on either side of his mouth.

Typical.

Elizabeth Hoyt 2017AUTHOR BIO: Elizabeth Hoyt is the New York Times bestselling author of over seventeen lush historical romances including the Maiden Lane series. Publishers Weekly has called her writing “mesmerizing.”

She also pens deliciously fun contemporary romances under the name Julia Harper. Elizabeth lives in Minneapolis, Minnesota, with three untrained dogs, a garden in constant need of weeding, and the long-suffering Mr. Hoyt.

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Spotlight on Grace Burrowes and ‘No Other Duke Will Do’

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No-Other-Duke-Will-Do-coverBOOK BLURB: Julian St. David, Duke of Haverford, is barely keeping his head above water in a sea of inherited debts. Though he has a long-term plan to restore the family finances, his sister has a much faster solution: host a house party for London’s single young ladies and find Julian a wealthy bride.

Elizabeth Windham has no interest in marriage, but a recent scandal has forced her hand. As much as she’d rather be reading Shakespeare than husband-hunting, she has to admit she’s impressed by Julian’s protective instincts, broad shoulders, and, of course, his vast library.

As the two spend more time together, their attraction is overwhelming, unexpected… and absolutely impossible. With meddling siblings, the threat of financial ruin, and gossips lurking behind every potted palm, will they find true love or true disaster?

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EXCERPT:

Elizabeth Windham was a quiet presence at any meal, a polite conversationalist while waiting to take her turn with a bow and arrow, a dutiful companion to her aunt—and she was a walking, talking, smiling liar.

Were all women this good at dissembling? For the gracious, unassuming Miss Windham hid volumes worth of indignation and passion beneath her quiet exterior. If Julian were a betting man, he’d put money on lending libraries appearing in every village in the realm within ten years.

She had intrigued him with her demure composure, while this hidden ferocity fascinated him.

Miss Windham occupied the center of the room, dignity and ire crackling about her. Julian had offended a lady, and that was not an acceptable way to end his day—or hers.

“Madam, you place before me an impossibility. How can I have a pleasant evening, when I have so clearly upset you? At least finish your serving of cordial.”

She likely wanted to dash her drink in Julian’s face, but faultless manners were part of her duplicity.

Miss Windham retrieved her glass from him and tossed back the contents in one gulp, then began coughing. Julian dared not laugh, but he did presume to lead her to the rocking chair.

“That was foolishness,” he said. “That was rank, reckless foolishness and a waste of Lady Glenys’s favorite recipe. If you wish to become inebriated, then you keep a patent remedy in good supply, and when nobody is about, tipple to your—”

“Haverford, cease instructing me, or I will strike a blow where you will never forget it.”

She apparently referred—in deadly earnest and at close quarters—to his tallywags, or possibly to his pride.

Julian took a step back. “I apologize.” A safe place to start, though inadequate. “Whatever fellow or fellows led you to have such a dim view of marriage, or its intimate joys, or of life in general, did you a disservice.”

He passed her his handkerchief and realized too late it was less than pristine.

“I’ve considered that,” Miss Windham said, finding a clean corner and dabbing at her eyes. “I’ve considered that I chose poorly when deciding to cross the bounds of strict propriety—though how is a woman to develop a sense for such matters? All men adopt fine manners, charm, and good humor when they’re in the ballroom. That apparently means nothing in the bedroom.”

Welsh curses came to mind in quantity.

gbAUTHOR BIO: Grace Burrowes grew up in central Pennsylvania and is the sixth out of seven children. She discovered romance novels when in junior high (back when there was such a thing), and has been reading them voraciously ever since. Grace has a bachelor’s degree in political science, a bachelor of music in music history, (both from Pennsylvania State University); a master’s degree in conflict transformation from Eastern Mennonite University; and a juris doctor from the National Law Center at the George Washington University.

Grace writes Georgian, Regency, Scottish Victorian, and contemporary romances in both novella and novel lengths. She’s a member of Romance Writers of America, and enjoys giving workshops and speaking at writers’ conferences. She also loves to hear from her readers, and can be reached through her website or her social channels.

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‘When a Lord Loves a Lady’ – 5 book Collection by Collette Cameron

wallal ccSTORIES: Do you choose love even if it means scandal and a broken heart?

Captivating, giggle-worthy Regency Romance novels uniting wallflowers, bluestockings, and spinsters with roguish lords, wounded soldiers, and even a dashing pirate. Familiar tropes fill the pages of these historical page-turners, including second chances, friends to lovers, tortured military heroes, ugly ducklings, and unrequited love.
Misunderstandings, self-doubts, secrets, shadowed pasts, and antagonists you’ll long to clobber, have the flawed, but charming characters, trotting headlong into romantic mayhem. Will the heroes’ and heroines’ fledgling love survive the tumult?
Oh, such chaos and conflict reign for these lords and ladies, which means scrumptious, satisfying historical romance stories you must read in one sitting!
Caution: This five-book set contains unconventional, frequently head-strong Regency misses, lords you’ll want to hug and smack upside their handsome heads, a cast of secondary characters from utterly charming to dastardly, and more than one spoiled feline with superior airs.
Buy this charming Regency Romances collection of heartwarming happily ever afters for delightful, romantic escapes into Regency England’s historical past.

A Kiss for Miss Kingsley: Can a beautiful spinster trust love again? Especially if the same man asks? A sweet story of love relinquished and redeemed as once betrothed Allen Wimpleton and Olivia Kingsley meet again after a three year separation only to discover their love is stronger than ever.

Bride of Falcon: When is love not enough? A clumsy noblewoman resigned to spinsterhood determines to win the heart of the man she’s loved since girlhood—a penniless soldier who returns from India, a disfigured and disillusioned.

Her Scandalous Wish: A marriage offer obligated by duty; an acceptance compelled by desperation. A stolen moonlight kiss, the threat of a duel, and the subsequent scandal result in a compulsory marriage offer and an equally unenthusiastic acceptance.

To Tame a Scoundrel’s Heart: Could you give up what you’re most passionate about forever? When a privateer-turned-duke enlists help finding a bride from a woman intended for another, neither is prepared for the resulting havoc.

The Wallflower’s Wicked Wager: He loved her beyond anything and everything—precisely why he couldn’t ever marry her. Since an explosion ravaged Captain Morgan Le Draco’s face, he’s fortified himself behind an impenetrable rampart of cynicism and distrust. Scorned and ridiculed most of her adult life, Shona, Lady Atterberry is reconciled to spinsterhood, until Morgan saves her life, and neither can deny the immediate, powerful, and sensual attraction that sparks between them.

REVIEW: I usually read anthologies when I haven’t read the authors previous work and I truly enjoy reading them because they are a wonderful window into the authors voice. In this case, I knew the author and liked her stories from before, so I thought I knew what to expect. Well, color me happy because this author managed to surprise me with all of these stories.

Out of all five I loved four and liked one, so in the end my rating was taken over by “loved” 😉

This a set of stories that will fill your Regency romance heart. In it you’ll find plenty of romance, scandal and wonderful happily ever afters. If you’ve never read any of Collette Cameron’s books, this should be a wonderful introduction to you of her writing voice.

Melanie for b2b

Spotlight on Paula Quinn and ‘The Scot’s Bride’

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The Scot's BrideBOOK BLURB: An Irresistible SCcoundrel

Highlander Patrick MacGregor likes his life just the way it is. Fighting for his coin, enjoying a woman’s charms, and bearing no responsibility at all? Aye, that’s the life for him. That is, until Patrick sees her-a raven-haired beauty with eyes as dark as midnight. Patrick swore never to fall in love. Not even with a lass as wild as he…especially when she’s from a rival clan.

AN Undeniable Desire

Charlotte Cunningham knows Patrick is trouble the moment she sets eyes on him. Her only goal is to escape the possibility of marriage. Any marriage. But as the summer days turn into sultry nights, enticing her beyond reason, Charlie is forced to choose between the freedom she craves and the reckless rogue she can’t forget.

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EXCERPT:

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Her heart near stopped when she looked up to find a man rising from his crouching position in the thick bushes. And not just any man, but the apparent victor of last night’s brawl! In the full light of day, donned in nothing but a pair of snug-fitting woolen breeches, hide boots, and a purple jaw, he appeared as big as Hamish and fit enough to outrun her. The hands he held up were large enough to confine her with little effort. She knew how powerful he was, how fast. The slight tilt of his mouth almost convinced her that it would take even less effort to arrive at her throat to devour her as he had devoured Bethany.

She looked around. Where were her brothers? What was this stranger doing here? Had he followed her? She should be afraid of him, but she had her sling. She was more afraid of him telling her brothers that he’d seen her in the tavern. “Stay back!” she shouted and lifted her weapon. The man went still, eyeing the leather sling in her hand.

Something in his gaze sparked with recognition. Damn!

“Lass, where did ye—?”

She didn’t wait for him to finish, but whirled her weapon over her head. She knew nothing about him, save that he was strong, he’d been hiding in the bushes, and he was a rogue. She wouldn’t take any chances.

“Wait!” he called out, lifting his hands higher in surrender. Her heart near stopped when she looked up to find a man rising from his crouching position in the thick bushes. And not just any man, but the apparent victor of last night’s brawl! In the full light of day, donned in nothing but a pair of snug-fitting woolen breeches, hide boots, and a purple jaw, he appeared as big as Hamish and fit enough to outrun her. The hands he held up were large enough to confine her with little effort. She knew how powerful he was, how fast. The slight tilt of his mouth almost convinced her that it would take even less effort to arrive at her throat to devour her as he had devoured Bethany.

She looked around. Where were her brothers? What was this stranger doing here? Had he followed her? She should be afraid of him, but she had her sling. She was more afraid of him telling her brothers that he’d seen her in the tavern. “Stay back!” she shouted and lifted her weapon. The man went still, eyeing the leather sling in her hand.

Something in his gaze sparked with recognition. Damn!

“Lass, where did ye—?”

She didn’t wait for him to finish, but whirled her weapon over her head. She knew nothing about him, save that he was strong, he’d been hiding in the bushes, and he was a rogue. She wouldn’t take any chances.

“Wait!” he called out, lifting his hands higher in surrender.

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REVIEW: As usual Paula Quinn weaves a tale of complex characters and plot. As I said before, she is a master at storytelling and I truly enjoy the way she takes me into the Scotland of long ago and while guiding me through these intriguing plots she never fails to introduce me to the most interesting characters who are fully fleshed out, real and always total opposites.

There’s nothing more fun than watching a strong, confirmed bachelor fall for the innocent and beautiful but never the less strong girl such as our heroine.

However, following Charlie as she navigates her hard and tumultuous life was heartbreaking, yet heartwarming because of her personality and strength.

Their journey together was interesting, fun and very romantic and I really enjoyed their story.

Once more I can only say thanks to Ms. PQ and to you, happy reading.

Melanie for b2b

Paula QuinnAbout Paula Quinn: New York Times bestselling author Paula Quinn lives in New York with her three beautiful children, three over-protective chihuahuas, and a loud umbrella cockatoo. She loves to read romance and science fiction and has been writing since she was eleven.  She loves all things medieval, but it is her love for Scotland that pulls at her heartstrings.