Those who court any of the 3 Grace sisters also court Death, so goes the rumored family curse. Lady Isabel thought herself safe from unwanted suitors until King Henry VII gives her away to Earl Rand Braesford as a reward for his loyalty. Blessings seem to be raining upon Rand it seems – the king’...
Gina cancels her wedding days before the event when she walks in on her fiance in bed with her best friend/maid of honor. She can't cancel the hotel suite booked for the honeymoon so rather than waste it she goes there alone. Unfortunately, her ex-fiance and ex-best friend are staying in the ro...
Regina's up to no good. Kane knows it, but he can't prove it. He's sure she's linked to the big conglomerate trying to put his grandfather out of his business. Why else would she pay so much attention to the old man? His only choice is to stick close to Regina. But that's when emotions take over....
Dark Masquerade by Jennifer Blake is a 2014 Steel Magnolia Press publication. When Elizabeth's sister, Ellen Marie dies, Elizabeth assumes her sister's identity and travels with her young nephew to the Louisiana Plantation where were her former brother in law was from. Felix had left a will a...
Update 12/7/12. Picked this up as a reread on my kindle. Same thoughts on storyline, etc. as first read, but I did notice a few small typos in the new kindle edition. Lots of missing apostrophes (sp?). Not terribly distracting, but a bit distracting when they did pop up. Her fiancé killed in a du...
Sheriff Roan Benedict comes from a family of hardheaded men who have a habit of rescuing and falling for equally hardheaded women. And sure enough, he's falling for a woman he just shot... This mysterious stranger just helped rob a convenience store. But that doesn't explain the bruises on her j...
Wade Benedict made a vow to a dying man that he'd rescue his daughter from a treacherous land. But he's met his match in Chloe Madison, who doesn't seem to care that he's risked his life to save hers. Chloe doesn't want to abandon the new friends she's promised to aid, but soon has little choice,...
In the second book of the Benedict Trilogy, Blake presents "Luke": another Louisiana man with everything his brother "Kane" used to turn readers' heads--and more. Years ago, Luke Benedict let April Halstead down badly, and he's the last guy she'd ever turn to for help--even if someone intent on r...
Ooops, almost left this one unreviewed. It's been a week or more since I finished, so memory fails. But that's why we have book jackets to remind us :)3.5 starsThis is a bit different from Ms. Blake's usual southern romances, where most of them are French/Creole, our hero and heroine are Spanish ...
3.75 Stars! Still trying to satisfy my craving for a Bertrice Small-style romance (which this did not end up being like), I decided to give this one a try, since it'd been chillin' in my TBR pile for awhile, waiting its turn. I've seen this author's name around a lot before, but I've never read a...
Wildest Dreams by Jennifer Blake is a 1992 publication. What a great story. Joletta has her world turned upside down when her fiancee decides he's not ready for marriage after all and then her grandmother dies suddenly, taking with her the formula for their most famous perfume. Joletta' s relativ...
Mara Delacroix, a beautiful Louisiana belle,is blackmailed into seducing Roderic, the gypsy prince of Ruthenia. Eventually she will be called on to betray him in some unnamed way. She pretends to fall in love with Roderic after stumbling into a gypsy camp where Roderic is staying. He in turn fall...
He spent some time working at the bonds on his hands since it was clear that nothing short of using Lainey as a hostage was going to force Janna to release him, and that wasn’t an option. Arty had done a good job, but Clay was able to loosen the ropes a bit. He might have done more if he’d been r...
Perfect. Anne-Marie thought of getting up quietly and leaving the house, of tracking through the grass that was wet with dew, making her way into the woods to Satan’s clearing. And then keeping on going until she could go no farther. She thought of staying where she was without moving. When her s...
She could see the individual lashes that sprang thick and black from his eyelids, could see the shards of silver that spiraled around the pupils of his eyes against the background of dark blue irises. She was aware of the thin scar that bisected one eyebrow and the blue shadow of his beard stubbl...
Zeni wasn’t sure why the idea disturbed her so much. It wouldn’t make this fake engagement any more real. Or maybe she did know. The whole thing was so false. To accept a ring she’d have to return in a matter of weeks made it worse. If only she coul...
That he had asked her was a surprise; that the two of them went alone, and in the middle of the week, was nothing short of amazing. She had ridden out once with her aunt, driven by Mr. Seymour Prine, just after Caleb had bought the land. Her many hints since then that Caleb should show her how th...
A great, shield-shaped chasse-mouche of mahogany, pulled by a velvet rope in the hand of a small, yawning kitchen boy, swung back and forth over the polished board to discourage the circling flies and also to cool the diners. Regardless, beads of sweat ran down the water glasses filled with cool ...
Luca, having no set duties, chanced to be idling in the private salon just off the long exercise gallery of the cadre when she sent a maid with the message to the servants’ quarters on the lower floor. He made no comment, but when the servants filed into the room, he set aside the piece of wood h...
It was bizarre to sit beside a woman who smiled and made conversation, poured his wine and appeared all solicitude, yet wanted him dead.It was also strange to be alone behind a closed door with a woman who considered him harmless. At least, he would swear that was what was in her mind. She seemed...
She let them into the house, took René’s tricorne and cane, and removed the shawl that Cyrene wore around her shoulders. She followed them into the bedchamber to put the items away in the great armoire, then turned, waiting expectantly. “That will be all, Martha,” René said. The woman bobbed a cu...
In the moonlight, her features were pale perfection, as remote as the carved angel on the tomb behind her. The wind shifted his cape, brushed it against her so the silk-on-silk made a soft, whispering sigh. It seemed he felt the contact with every last fiber of his body. “If you are the daughter ...
Rage and terror burst over her then. She flailed, kicking at the man who held her, clawing at his arm as she tried to break his hawserlike grip on her midsection. Her breath came in wheezing gasps and the edges of her vision grew dim. It wasn’t fair that she had escaped the house to be caught by ...
He thought for an instant that Carita must have roused from her coma; anything else was too incredible. Then he caught the lilting, happy cadence that was Carisa’s alone, heard her call her twin’s name. The door swung wide under his hand as he hit it harder than he intended. The three people gath...
As mile followed weary mile and darkness turned into the light of day, Marguerite’s thoughts returned again and again to what had happened in the great hall. She was positive the confrontation between David and Henry had been staged, albeit upon the spur of the moment, a part of the subterfuge de...
the courtier said with a lisping accent of some country beyond England’s coast as he paused in front of Rand. “Next you’ll be playing drone to her queen bee, with her stinger in you instead of yours in her.” Rand glanced up from where he reclined on a bench in the great ha...
It was a heavy, unnatural slumber like the effect of a sleeping potion. She was awakened in midmorning by Marta, bringing a breakfast tray. Roused, she recovered her vigor to the point of getting out of bed and declaring her intention of going downstairs. Her small hidebound trunk had been delive...
Not like other men? Bullshit. Beau stood with his crossed arms braced on top of a post for the north field fence, staring out at the endless rows of daylily plants. He didn’t see the green, fan-like leaves, the rich, black soil or the blue sky refle...
The glass seemed to have a slight tint to it, but it wasn’t nearly enough protection. The heavy vehicle felt cumbersome and slow compared to a car, even if it wasn’t. She wanted to urge Lance to step on the gas, take them out of town as fast as they could go. &...
She spent the better part of it huddled into a blanket on a chair beneath one of the windows, reading the manuscript of Logan’s screenplay in the gray light that fell through the opening. Lunch was a sketchy affair of bread and cold meat washed down with canned juice, icy cold straight from the k...