Well, this book was, surprisingly, a disappointment. It started off so well - interesting plot, good pacing, and engaging characters. I was caught up in the story and really enjoying it. But after reading about 70% of the book, I found myself becoming somewhat bored with the story and had to forc...
As much as I enjoyed the characters, romance, and adventure, what really touched me about the book was the heroine's heartache over multiple miscarriages. As someone who has miscarried multiple times myself, the emotion was so real and I felt how debilitating the memories were for her. This seem...
A delightful twist on the Regency trope.Juliette, the Duchess of Dalliance, has a problem. The gossip rags keep linking her name to the Duke of Pelham, but she's never met the man. She needs to find a man to sponsor her, without the non-existent Duke in the wings. But then Juliette becomes entang...
DNF but giving it two stars because it was so good to start with. Here's where I lost interest: Raeven (the explanation of the extra E in her name was ridiculous) HATES Cutlass so much that she wants to KILL him. They see each other a few times and she decides that she no longer cares that he sun...
Julien, at age thirteen, was changed forever when french revolutionaries and peasants stormed his family's home, killed his brothers and father, and with his mother along his side, barely escaping with their very lives. Now in England, Julien has rebuilt his family's fortune and wealth, enough to...
This is the second in the Jewels of the Ton trilogy and features Fallon, the Marchioness of Mystery and Warrick Fitzhugh. Warrick is a spy who has been marked for death by an unknown traitor and he enlists Fallon’s help in trying to find and defeat the assassin sent for him, stop them from killi...
Perfect read for a hot summer night!Shana Galen is one of my favorite authors for stories of the Regency era and this time, she did it again! I have read True Spies & Lord and Lady Spy and loved them; but THE SPY WORE BLUE is my favorite one of her series. This novella is filled with passion and ...
No Man's Plaything . . . Catherine Fullbright has vowed never to marry. Growing up with a disreputable father, she witnessed male behavior at its very worst. Unfortunately her ambitious parent refuses to marry off Catie's pretty, pliable younger sister until the elder is wed and his underhanded s...
Dear Friend,You were right: desperation is a dangerous state of mind. It was desperation that drove me to London to salvage my family's reputation and finances in the first place. And it is desperation—and perhaps a little desire—that has gotten me into the situation I find myself in now.You see,...
Alex Scarston, Earl of Selbourne. Rake. Spy. With his efforts for England in the war against the French suspended, family obligations compel him to investigate the disappearance of Viscount Brigham's son. When the viscount's daughter becomes involved as well, Alex finds himself entangled in a ven...
For better or for worseTired of being wooed for her dowry, Lady Madeleine Castleigh has given up on finding true love. But on her way to elope with a boring but honorable philanthropist, her carriage is seized by a nobleman on the run. Maddie is alarmed, especially when she catches sight of Jack ...
An exciting new novella in Shana Galen's popular Lord and Lady Spy series. Blue, an elite spy, tracks an assassin to Naples and the theater where his estranged wife performs. As he falls in love with his Helena again, Blue races to apprehend the assassin before he destroys them both.
Something pinned her arm, and it took her a moment to realize she was tied. It took her another moment to remember where she was. Not in the flash ken. Seven Dials was never silent. There was always a baby crying or a bawd arguing with a cove or some ballad-seller screeching about the last confes...
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Helena said, pushing the door open. Blue’s vivid eyes widened.“You are still here.”She moved toward him. “I could not leave you. I wanted to tell you, and I heard your conversation with your parents.”“Which part?”“All of it, I think. Spies aren’t the only ones who can eavesdrop.”A ghost of a smil...
Raeven told Bastien an hour later, “but it’s delicious.” Bastien nodded, sipped more of his champagne. She suspected he’d saved it to celebrate the defeat of Jourdain and had probably imagined sharing it with his quartermaster, Maine. She would never buy that dinner and wi...
Not because she wanted to be close to him. He was holding the lamp, and she didn’t relish the thought of standing in the dark, empty building by herself. The walls of the room were black silk, as were the draperies and all of the furnishings. Except the bed. That was cover...
He wanted her. Wanted her as much as he could remember wanting any woman—more. And he couldn’t have her. Not without a price, and that price was marriage. Ethan stared into the black, storm-ravaged night. Shards of rain hit the window’s thick glass, and the wind pushed res...
How was staring at a street in Cheapside more interesting than Lady Yorke’s soiree? Oh, very well. Just about anything was more interesting than Lady Yorke’s soiree. Watching grass grow was more interesting, and sitting in his carriage for the last hour, circling the same ...
Brook said, his eyes dark with his usual skepticism. Dorothea shifted her gaze from the disheveled Bow Street Runner who had just entered her drawing room, back to Brook. Her younger son had been born a skeptic. Perhaps that was what made him so good with puzzles. &n...
She tasted of sunshine and clean country air. Lochley forced himself to keep the kiss light and his hold on her light. Caro was free to end the kiss or move away at any moment. He pressed his lips to hers, learning the shape of hers and the feel of their silky skin on his. He ran his tongue over ...
She knew it was dangerous to be seen with the spy, but she paused before exiting anyway. Part of her felt like fleeing the theater, fleeing London, and never coming back. The Widow had just reiterated all Sir Northrop had said at Lord Aldon's ball: Sarah was to find evidence, convince Valère t...
He was angry at the sudden silence. He had been sitting in his brother’s library, staring out the French doors into the garden, when the music began. He liked the garden—the fresh air and open space. He often worked there, planting shrubs or flowers, but today he simply st...
He wished for a lamp. He wished for anything that would allow him to see Ashley as she lay beneath him. Twice now he’d had her almost naked beneath him, and both times he’d seen nothing of her body. And he’d made a study of her body—fully clothed, of course. He knew it was lush and ripe. He knew ...
He didn’t know which throbbed more—the wound or his raging erection. How was he supposed to remain unaffected when Lila undressed him? He knew she hadn’t intended to trail her fingers up his chest as she removed his shirt, but even the innocent touch had made his flesh harden with need. &nb...