I used to read historicals all the time, then I got burned out on them and switched to other genres. Vicky Dreilling's HOW TO MARY A DUKE, is the first one that has really caught my attention. I love that she took something a current as The Bachelor and moved it to regency England. Her characters...
This novel is perfectly in keeping with the historical romance genre. There is a dashing hero, Duke Sherbourne and a luscious heroine Tessa Mansfield. This is a tale of gradual escalation in heat and lust between them. It is of course a forbidden love as Tessa is the Duke’s matchmaker and is in t...
In Vicky Dreiling's debut in the historical romance series, she takes us on a journey of two hearts. Tristan Gatewick, the Duke of Shelbourne, is in need to marry and to have a heir. And when he seeks out Tessa Mansfield, the notorious matchmaker, he's in for a surprise. Tristan doesn't want to m...
I began the book hopefully enough. A charming rogue, a witty, but not entirely inexperienced, debutante. But after the first chapter it descended into the same bland, mildly offensive rubbish that seems to be acceptable in historical romances of late. I don't know why, in this day and age, we can...
Amy is a wallflower who has decided that this will be her last Season and is determined to get away from her unflattering reputation. She shares her dress design drawings and everyone loves them, therefore making her the fashion darling of the Season. Will, Hawk's younger brother, has returned ho...
Fair warning: I read maybe 25% of this book before putting it down. The reason I didn't go 1-star is because it wasn't plain awful and there was no hard put-down moment. (By which I mean an absolute dealbreaker, such as a rape.) Instead, I gradually came to realize that the premise was absurd, th...
Georgette said. Amy Hardwick drew in a steadying breath as she and her friend Lady Georgette Danforth minced about the Beresford’s loud ballroom. “Mr. Crawford is sensible, not stuffy, and he has not proposed.” “Only because I snatched you away from certain doom,” Georgette grumbled as she twirle...
He knew who awaited him and where, for it was all set up in advance. His heart beat a little harder than usual, but he greeted acquaintances as he strode through the club. Many were watching, having been recruited into the inner circle. Someone with pretensions to honor was polluting the venerabl...
Laura Davenport, Lady Chesfield, rubbed her temples after her butler quit the drawing room. Doubtless, she was the only woman in London who had the temerity to refuse admittance to the wicked Lord Bellingham. Indeed, she suspected even the most genteel of ladies would flutter their fans and flirt...
“Thank you, Barlow. When I was a boy, my fondest wish was to be a pirate. I yearned to have a dastardly black beard. If only piratical looks were en vogue, I would not have to submit to the razor every morning.” “Yes, Your Grace,” Barlow said.Harry had tried everything, bu...