About the Book
Lady Sophie’s Society SplashWhen Sophie, the least interesting of the Talbot sisters, lands her philandering brother-in-law backside-first in a goldfish pond in front of all society, she becomes the target of very public aristocratic scorn. Her only choice is to flee London, vowing to start a new life far from the aristocracy. Unfortunately, the carriage in which she stows away isn’t saving her from ruin . . . it’s filled with it.
Rogue’s Reign of Ravishment!
Kingscote, “King,” the Marquess of Eversley, has never met a woman he couldn’t charm, resulting in a reputation far worse than the truth, a general sense that he’s more pretty face than proper gentleman, and an irate summons home to the Scottish border. When King discovers stowaway Sophie, however, the journey becomes anything but boring.
War? Or More?
He thinks she’s trying to trick him into marriage. She wouldn’t have him if he were the last man on earth. But carriages bring close quarters, dark secrets, and unbearable temptation, making opposites altogether too attractive . . .
432 Pgs. |Heat Level: 3| Purchase: Amazon | B & N | Google Play | iTunes |Kobo
Review: If you are looking for a historical romance Sarah MacLean is an author that is synonymous with this genre. Rogue Not Taken is a fabulous way to introduce you to this author. If you already read Ms. MacLean, well, you know what you are in for.
First, I absolutely adored Sophie who is part of the Dangerous "Talbot" Daughters. Her father was a miner who ended up with a title and they are totally disliked by the ton. Sophie is the reason to read this book. She's smart and sassy and just a really great character that always seems to get herself into some kind of trouble. I hate when they write heroines that are supposedly plain when they are obviously not.
Then there's King. He's our hero, sort of. I wish I could say he's the kind of hero you instantly fall in love with because he's all a hero should be, but he's not. He's actually kind of a jerk. (I use that word rather than say how I really feel about him). Most of the time I wanted to choke him, though once you get to know him, you'll actually feel sorry for him. He's not as bad as he seems.
The banter between Sophie and King is what makes the book, there is some great dialogue between the two. Actually, Sophie has some great dialogue period, which is why I liked her so much. She was really sweet.
Then there was her family, when they reappear at the end of the book I really hated a good many of them. What Sophie did at the beginning of the novel really shows her love of her family, even though it was impulsive.
This was an enjoyable read for fans of regency era romance.
Rating: 4 flowers
Author Info
Sarah MacLean grew up in Rhode Island, obsessed with historical romance and
bemoaning the fact that she was born far too late for her own season. Her love of all
things historical helped to earn her degrees from Smith College and Harvard University
before she finally set pen to paper and wrote her first book.
Sarah now lives in New York City with her husband, baby daughter, their dog, and a
ridiculously large collection of romance novels. She loves to hear from readers. Please
visit her at www.macleanspace.com
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Intro from Sarah MacLean
Being shot on the Great North Road isn't exactly a thing people expect to happen, and
Lady Sophie Talbot finds herself in the rooms above The Warbling Wren pub, under the
welcome care of a rather mad doctor and the watchful eye of the rather infuriating (and
infuriatingly handsome) Kingscote, Marquess of Eversley. There are worse things, she
supposes. Or are there? Not for King.)
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“If you want a bath, you’ll have to accept my help,” he said.
She pursed her lips at that, her gaze settling longingly on the steaming bath. “You mustn’t look.”
“I wouldn’t dream of it.” It might have been the most obvious lie he’d ever told.
Somehow, she believed it, nodding and throwing back the coverlet to step out of the bed. She
came to her feet, the top of her head at his chin, and he resisted the urge to help her across the
room. “How do you feel?” he asked, hearing the gravel in his words. He cleared his throat.
“As though I’ve been shot, I’d imagine.”
He raised a brow. “Clever. There's food when you’ve bathed." The words summoned a low
growl from her, and her hands flew to her stomach. Her cheeks turned red, and he smiled. “I
take it you are hungry.”
“It seems so,” she said.
“Food after the bath. And then sleep.”
She met his gaze. “You’re very domineering.”
“It’s a particular talent.”
“What with you being called King.”
“Name is destiny.”
She moved past him to the high copper bathtub. He resumed his place against the wall, arms
crossed, watching her carefully as she reached down, her long fingers trailing in the hot water
as she sighed her anticipation. The sound was like gunfire in the room—pure, unadulterated
pleasure. It was delicious.
King stiffened. He was not interested in the lady’s pleasure.
If only someone would tell his body that.
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