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Wednesday, January 27, 2016

Tasty Book Tours Review + Excerpt + Giveaway: The Knave of Hearts by Elizabeth Boyle


The Knave of Hearts
Rhymes With Love #5
By: Elizabeth Boyle
Releasing January 26, 2016
Avon





Blurb
In the fifth novel of the captivating Rhymes with Love series from New York Times bestselling author Elizabeth Boyle, a young woman’s hopes of a match encounter a wickedly handsome complication…

Lavinia Tempest has been eagerly anticipating a spectacular Season. But one disastrous pile-up on the Almack’s dance floor derails all her plans. Add to that, the very stunning revelations about her mother’s scandalous past have become the ton’s latest on dits. Lavinia’s future has gone from shining bright to blackest night in one misstep.

Alaster “Tuck” Rowland admits he’s partly to blame for Lavinia’s disastrous debut. But it’s not guilt that compels him to restore her reputation. Rather, he’s placed a wager that he can make Lavinia into of the most sought-after ladies in London. Who better than an unrepentant rake to set Society astir?

Tuck’s motives are hardly noble. But in teaching the lovely Lavinia how to win any man she wants, he suddenly finds himself tangled in the last place he ever imagined: in love.

My Thoughts:
Back in 2014 I read The Viscount Who Lived Down the Lane, where we actually meet Louisa and Lavinia Tempest. However, the story focuses on Louisa and Pierson. There are somethings that over lap between that book and The Knave of Hearts. Yet, The Knave of Hearts focuses on how Lavinia and Tuck end up together. They certainly have an adventure together. I vaguely remember Lavinia from The Viscount Who Lived Down the Lane, but one thing that stuck out the most is her need to follow the rules of society. It all stems from her scandalous mother's behavior, and how she doesn't want to be anything like her mother.

Poor Lavinia, she truly tries to fit into society's mold, but it's hard when her mother's past is looming over her head and she makes a scandalous splash at Almack. When doors start closing and options dwindle it's hard to keep a positive attitude about being a success. Fortunately, she's a willing rogue to help her be a diamond of the first water. Too bad it's not for altruistic purpose, oh no he has to win a wager. *Face/palm* As Tuck gets to know Lavinia, he realize she's not meant for society, but for him. 

These two characters are so much fun; I love them both. Lavinia and her rules. However, I absolutely fell in love with the Knave, I mean Tuck. I love his character, because he's portrait as rogue, knave, one lacking any moral conviction. Love how he's described:

"he's a madcap, impetuous fool most of the time, but when it matters. Alaster will go to any depth to do right by those he loves--even if it leaves him in the suds."
He does bend over backwards for Lavinia. However, there is a little trouble when his mother enters the picture. She's a special kind of trouble. Dear lord, Tuck is an angel compared to the antics of his mother. 

Overall, I loved The Knave of Hearts. Yes, there is a little pacing issues in the story, but overall the antics and fun overwhelmed me. I absolutely loved Lavinia and Tuck. Those two seemed like oil and water, but once Lavinia realize what she originally planned out wasn't going to work for her she had to go for a knave. I love how the story starts out as Lavinia recounting how she met her husband, very nice touch. So, if you are looking for scandalous antics that would make the matrons of Almack raise a brow, this is your kind of read. 

Copy provided by Avon via Edelweiss.

Excerpt:
“Come now, Miss Tempest, my uncle expects me to dance with one of you,” he said as he came wavering up to her. “You cannot stand here all night.”
She looked around for her sister, Lady Aveley. Anyone. “I-I-I, oh dear. Mr. Rowland, I don’t believe—” she stammered out, even as Mr. Rowland took her hand, his strong, sure fingers lacing around hers.
No man had ever just come up and claimed her before for the simple reason that Kempton was a small village, and everyone knew (thanks in no small part to Mrs. Bagley-Butterton) that dancing with Lavinia was akin to asking to have your toes trimmed—or those of your neighbors—or to have something valuable broken.
Or a section of your house scorched.
Mr. Rowland, completely unaware of the mortal danger into which he was placing himself and a good portion of London society, just caught hold of her hand and tugged her out onto the floor, utterly and completely deaf to her protests.
“No, please, sir, I don’t think this is wise,” she told him. And she meant it. This was a very bad notion.
But unfortunately, her protests had no effect on Mr. Rowland, horrible scoundrel that he was …
Has that been mentioned as yet? That Mr. Alaster Rowland, the presumptive heir to his uncle’s barony, is the worst sort of knave? It should be. And often.
He was also the most handsome devil Lavinia Tempest had ever met. Or had held her hand. Or smiled down at her with a wicked light in his eyes.
Lavinia had never seen brown eyes hold that sort of promise, the kind that sent a shiver of something so delicious, so dangerous, down her spine that she made a note right there and then to add a new rule to her list at her first opportunity:
No. 83. A proper gentleman should not make one’s insides get so very warm.
In truth, as Mr. Alaster Rowland slid his hand around her waist, took her other hand in his, something altogether improper happened to Lavinia.
It had to be improper, for it certainly wasn’t proper.
“Mr. Rowland, I cannot,” she protested one last time, when to her horror, the band struck up a cotillion.
A cotillion? The last time she’d tried to dance a cotillion, Lady Essex’s house, Foxgrove, had caught fire.
Yet here was Mr. Rowland, laughing and leaning closer. “But of course you can,” he whispered in her ear, his breath warm against her skin.
It was as if he had brushed his fingers there —right against the curve of her neck. It was so intimate, so promising a gesture, that it left Lavinia in a blinding daze.
Yet Lavinia, the girl who had made a study of all things proper, knew exactly how to behave when all was proceeding at a proper pace, but right now she was being steered down a path she’d never taken before and assailed by a river of improper desires.
At least she assumed they were desires, for it was a dangerous, heady sort of warmth spreading through her limbs.
That, and something else happened. Her feet—which before had always seemed two sizes too big—untangled. It was as if the warmth of Mr. Rowland’s touch, his teasing glance, his confidence in her, awakened a very graceful part of her.
Lavinia straightened, head held just so, and a long-forgotten admonishment from the dancing master Lady Hathaway had hired years ago, tripped through her thoughts.
Dancing is all about elegance.
And right there and then, Lavinia felt elegant. Not because her gown was proper. Or that she was standing on the dance floor of Almack’s (though that certainly helped) but because the man gazing down at her held her, not at arm’s length and in obvious fear, but with all the proper care and respect of a gentleman.
Moments later, Lavinia Tempest found herself dancing.
Perfectly. Like a lady. Mr. Rowland moved, as did everyone else, and Lavinia moved as well.

And in the right direction.




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Author Info

ELIZABETH BOYLE has always loved romance and now lives it each and every day by writing adventurous and passionate stories that readers from all around the world have described as “page-turners.” Since her first book was published, she’s seen her romances become New York Times and USA Today bestsellers and win the RWA RITA Award and the Romantic Times Reviewer’s Choice awards. She resides in Seattle with her family, her garden and always growing collection of yarn. Readers can visit her on the Web at www.elizabethboyle.com.

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