Helpful Score: 2
Not my cup of tea. Surly hero/heroine.
He was her victim...she was his pray...
Although all the elements of a Regency romance is there; rich jaded (and dark) gentleman trapped into a bargain between a virgin destitute and introduces her into ton. They hate each other and verbal slings are exchanged. She becomes toast of the season during which sexual tension between them sizzles out of control. And lo-ho! they realize they were made for each other.
In place of guilt-entrenched misunderstandings and betrayal is lots of sizzling sex with the struggle for sexual domination. Once he realizes his need for her, the struggle becomes futile.
Thea Devine is a gifted writer and the dialogue brims with intellectual subtleties and sarcasm aimed both at the society at the time as well as at the reader who craves a fairytale romance.
The hero's actions belies his words and the ending satisfies and gives closure. Unique romance and not to miss as it gives romance a kick in it's 'dark' reflection.
from Amazon.com
In place of guilt-entrenched misunderstandings and betrayal is lots of sizzling sex with the struggle for sexual domination. Once he realizes his need for her, the struggle becomes futile.
Thea Devine is a gifted writer and the dialogue brims with intellectual subtleties and sarcasm aimed both at the society at the time as well as at the reader who craves a fairytale romance.
The hero's actions belies his words and the ending satisfies and gives closure. Unique romance and not to miss as it gives romance a kick in it's 'dark' reflection.
from Amazon.com
Thea is just the best. This is very hot, I really enjoyed it.
He was her victim.
amid the glittering decadence of the Brighton gaming hall, Janiee Beaumont coolly surveyed her prey. A year ago, Lord Southam had taught her that women were objects to be fondled and toyed with as discreetly as the cards or dice. Now she meant to show him how well she could play his game. The handsome nobleman was just what she needed. Under his protection, she would have access to London's highest circles - and her long-lost father. He'd never know he was being used until she'd gotten what she wanted. But Janiee had reckoned without Southam's knowing caresses and masterful kisses. And all too soon she'd reaized she'd gambled everything only to lose her own shameless desires!
She was his pray.
Southam watched his lovely opponent with narrowed eyes. Not long ago, she'd been a spirited guttersnipe, eager to carve his heart out.Now she'd become an elegant goddess, determined to wager her virtue for a voucher to Almack's. Though he'd come for an evening's play, nothing more, Southam couldn't resist meeting her challenge. It would amuse him to unravel her tantalizing web of half-truths and temptations until he uncovered the woman beneath. And once he had her naked and wanting beneath him, he'd brand her as his with the fires of her own raging passion!
amid the glittering decadence of the Brighton gaming hall, Janiee Beaumont coolly surveyed her prey. A year ago, Lord Southam had taught her that women were objects to be fondled and toyed with as discreetly as the cards or dice. Now she meant to show him how well she could play his game. The handsome nobleman was just what she needed. Under his protection, she would have access to London's highest circles - and her long-lost father. He'd never know he was being used until she'd gotten what she wanted. But Janiee had reckoned without Southam's knowing caresses and masterful kisses. And all too soon she'd reaized she'd gambled everything only to lose her own shameless desires!
She was his pray.
Southam watched his lovely opponent with narrowed eyes. Not long ago, she'd been a spirited guttersnipe, eager to carve his heart out.Now she'd become an elegant goddess, determined to wager her virtue for a voucher to Almack's. Though he'd come for an evening's play, nothing more, Southam couldn't resist meeting her challenge. It would amuse him to unravel her tantalizing web of half-truths and temptations until he uncovered the woman beneath. And once he had her naked and wanting beneath him, he'd brand her as his with the fires of her own raging passion!
