BOOK: IN LOVE WITH A WICKED MAN
AUTHOR: LIZ CARLYLE
What does it matter if Kate, Lady d’Allenay, has absolutely no marriage prospects? She has a castle to tend, an estate to run, and a sister to watch over, which means she is never, ever reckless. until an accident brings a handsome, virile stranger to Bellecombe Castle, and Kate finds herself tempted to surrender to her houseguest’s wicked kisses.
Disowned by his aristocratic family, Lord Edward Quartermaine has turned his gifted mind to ruthless survival. Feared and vilified as proprietor of London’s most notorious gaming salon, he now struggles to regain his memory, certain of only one thing: he wants all Kate is offering–and more.
But when Edward’s memory returns, he and Kate realize how much they have wagered on a scandalous passion that could be her ruin, but perhaps his salvation.
4 Wicked Stars!
Whee… that was fun! This book left me quite pleased, albeit a little breathless, at the end. Such a witty, wicked, sexy, and enjoyable read with a splendid HEA.
The only problem I have with the book–don’t judge me but I look at covers–is that the Edward is BLONDE headed in this story, not dark brown or black like the inside cover suggests.
Ah, yes. Blonde like this gorgeous hunk of a man. This is Edward. Ladies, you can thank me later.
Now, as I was saying…
The hero and heroine are so well written. Kate and Edward have a chemistry that sizzles off the pages. Yes, the intense attraction between the couple is just buttercream icing on the cake. Chemistry and an intriguing plot, to boot!
“Kate, love, are you sure?”
She nodded, and reached for him. “Oh, Edward,” she whispered, “I am so sure.”
It was the sound of his name on her lips that nearly broke him.
“I am sure of you,” she went on. “I am sure this is right.”
God help him, but he was sure, too.
And even then, Edward knew that a part of him was holding the truth at bay. he felt in that moment as if he could have remained by her side forever, lost in the sweetness of her. Lost in the solitude of this place, and the steady warmth of Kate’s gaze.
And he knew, just as surely, that it would never be. That he was taking what he did not deserve. Tainting, perhaps, a pure innocence. And for an instant, he felt the hot press of tears behind his eyes again.
“Make love to me,” she murmured. “Pleasure me. Please.”
He hadn’t the strength to say the word that honor required. Perhaps he hadn’t any honor at all. He did not know.
“I will, love,” he assured her. “In time. But you’re the sort of woman a man should love slowly.”
Kate is written as not very pretty, or rather, just plain. I came to think of her as beautiful. Her personality shines. I loved this heroine.
Edward…. ah, dear Edward. Yes, he’s one hunky hero. I would be wicked with him any day. I adore bad boys.
There’s depth here, and Ms. Carlyle peels through the layers until we’ve unknowingly invest ourselves in the characters. I simply adore the secondary characters as well and there’s even a pug in this story. Who doesn’t love an adorable dog that brings a little laughter to the story? Loved little Filou… um, fat Filou.
But it was not just a friendship, was it? It had become far more the moment he kissed her that afternoon by her parlor window. He hadn’t even known who the hell he was, but the moment Kate had opened beneath him, sighing so sweetly into his mouth, he had known that he was lost.
He had claimed her in that moment–in his heart if not his head–and she had been his ever after. Except that he had never told her so. He had never told her that he loved her. Never confessed to her that something inside him had altered; had torn from its moorings and flown to her, and that she now held his heart, bitter and scarred as it was, in her slender but capable hands.
It was such a fun read that I zipped through it in just 2 days.
Hurry, hurry, Ms. Carlyle! I’m ready for more.
“Kate, I love you so,” he said. “Do you love me?”
“Desperately, damn you,” she said impatiently. “I confessed as much some days ago.”
“I love it when you curse,” he said, the words muffled against her throat.
“I never did so before,” she said. “I wonder why the tendency has so lately come upon me?”
He laughed again, and let his lips slide down the long, pale turn of her neck. “Kate, my beautiful seductress, I will give up all my wicked ways and quit London and gaming both if–”
“Good,” she interjected. “You should. Wickedness is never rewarded, no matter what Aurelie says.”
Read this book and you’ll continue to smile to the end. 😉