Showing posts with label The Reign of Terror. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Reign of Terror. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 12, 2019

Taken by the Rake by Shana Galen

Taken by the Rake
by Shana Galen
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The latest story in The Scarlet Chronicles series
Taken by the Rake is non stop action. It takes place
during one of the most violent times in history.
The Reign of Terror.
During this time, money, stature, titles, none of it
meant anything. Nothing could protect anyone. 
But when children need to be taken care of,
some people will take the mission.
Laurent Montagne and Honoria take up the cause.
In the midst of chaos, there is romance.
There is love.
Once you start this story, you will be
drawn in until you finish the book.
 
Review by Lisa Hutson
 


Wednesday, January 9, 2019

To Ruin a Gentleman by Shana Galen

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To Ruin a Gentleman
by Shana Galen
It's a short book. But a lot of story!
These are terrifying times. It's impossible to know
who to trust. But Angelette is determined.
Her personal loyalty will not let her run for her
own safety. She feels like she must stay to
protect friends and family.
Hugh Daventry falls head over heels for
Angelette at first sight. Though he cannot find a
way to protect her. She will not leave the
incredibly dangerous area. And he cannot leave her.
Will he flee and hope she can find
a way to protect herself? Will she come to
her senses and leave? So many questions.
But the first question of all,
have you ever heard of the Scarlet Pimpernel?


Review by Lisa Hutson

Excerpt from To Ruin a Gentleman

Little angel, indeed, Hugh thought that afternoon as he waited for his turn with bow and arrow. He'd never met a person so misnamed. She should have been named little devil. Unfortunately, he couldn't quite work out the French for that. He watched the comtesse raise her bow and narrow her eyes along the shaft of the arrow at the painted hay target. He had to admit, she looked angelic enough. Her dark curly hair had been arranged in an artful style and swept back and up. Her straw Bergère hat, worn on the crown of her head and tilted down over her forehead, was adorned with pink silk ribbon and an assortment of pink and white silk flowers. Tendrils of her dark hair spiraled down about her neck and blew across her pale cheek when the breeze rustled the trees. He couldn't help but notice that in the dappled sunlight her dark hair seemed to be infused with strands of red and gold.