Thursday, April 3, 2014

One Night with an Earl Book Blitz: Review + Giveaway!

Welcome to my post for the One Night with an Earl release week blitz! I have a review coming up, as well as an excerpt and a giveaway for copies of One Night with an Earl. But, before we get to all that, allow me to introduce the book:

One Night with an Earl (House of Trent, #2.5)
Release date: April 1, 2014
Publisher: Forever
Genre: Historical (Regency) Romance
Series: House of Trent #2.5

Beatrice Reece, Lady Fenwick, has retired from polite society. Everyone knows her late husband treated her abominably, and she simply cannot bear the whispers of the ton. But it's the night of London's premier masquerade ball—and Beatrice's one chance to revel in anonymity. She hopes no one will recognize her beneath her mask, not even the sinfully sexy stranger across the room who holds her captive in his gaze.

Andrew Sinclair would know beautiful Beatrice anywhere from the gentle sway of her hips, the richness of her hair and the lushness of her body. When he asks her to dance, the attraction is instant and all-consuming. The only woman he's ever truly wanted is finally in his arms. But when the clock strikes twelve, will this one reckless night fade into the morning light?


My Rating: 4 Roses

A sweet, enjoyable novella, One Night with an Earl was a lovely read. A romance of second chances, this book was wonderful and I really liked it.

Beatrice was a lovely heroine. She was strong in her will to endure, through her father's uncaring treatment, her husband's brutality, and society's censure. My one issue was that it seemed odd that a widow would be left at the mercy of her parents' good will and that they would treat her as if she was an unmarried young lady. Otherwise, though, I really liked her.

Andrew was very sweet. He had always been in love with Beatrice and, after missing his first chance with her, he definitely wasn't going to let his second chance go by. He was absolutely wonderful and I adored him.

The romance was both sweet and spicy. Beatrice and Andrew were lovely together, and I liked how they were given a second chance to be together. And, the chemistry between them was constantly sizzling. I thought they were a perfect couple.

The plot was well paced and I was kept interested the entire way through. I really enjoyed the story and the ending was very sweet.

One Night with an Earl was a wonderful historical romance novella. I really liked this lovely read. Romance lovers, if you want a quick, enjoyable read, you'll definitely want to read this book.

*I received a complimentary copy from the publisher in exchange for an honest review
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Excerpt:

He reached down and took her right hand in his own. He raised their hands as he slipped his other arm around her waist. She pressed her palm against the back of his shoulder and suppressed a shudder. They were so very close, in such an intimate position. She wanted more, wished she could press herself even closer to him. “I haven’t danced a waltz in a very long time,” she breathed.

In fact, though she had learned how to waltz, she had never officially danced one during her Season because waltzes were considered highly improper for young ladies.

“The waltz is my favorite dance,” he told her.

“Why is that?” she asked, thinking that if he was to keep holding her like this the whole way through, it might just become her favorite dance, too.

“I do not enjoy touching a great many people,” he said quietly, his glittering blue eyes locked on hers. His arm tightened around her. “I prefer to have my hands on just one woman at a time. And that woman happens to be you.”

It felt like the air in the room—already thin and difficult to breathe—was sucked away. For a moment, she felt light-headed, unable to speak. Then she managed, “But don’t you dance the other dances as well?”

“Yes, when it is necessary for me to do so.”

“Why, if you don’t like them?”

“Because it is expected. I have made a study of societal expectations. The study has allowed me to become quite skilled at meeting them, Persephone.”

And with that, the waltz began. It was a lively dance, and Mr. Bull took full advantage, his steps bold, his turns wide, causing her pleats to stretch open and her skirt to billow around her.

She held on tight and let him take her on the ride. She didn’t think about the steps—she didn’t need to. She learned quickly that she must allow her feet to move as they would, and as long as she did so, they fell into a natural, perfect synchronicity.

He took her into a wide, spinning arc, and she couldn’t help it. She laughed in delight. She couldn’t remember ever feeling so free.

He squeezed her hand very tight for a moment. “You have the sweetest laugh I’ve ever heard,” he said, gazing down at her.

Still smiling, she looked into his eyes as he spun her around yet again. “Thank you.”

“I believe you enjoy waltzing with me, Persephone.”

“I have not enjoyed anything so much in a very long time,” she admitted. “I wish…”They danced around a group of couples, steering clear of a flurry of colorful skirts.

“What do you wish?” he asked, his voice low.

“I fear this might be our only opportunity to dance a waltz,” she said. “And I wish that wasn’t the case.”

“I hope it isn’t the case,” he said.

“But it must be. Because I fear Persephone’s time here is limited.”

Soon enough, she’d need to leave the colorful rebirth of spring and return to the underworld. But it was true—something about being with this man felt like she was blossoming after a very, very long time spent underground. She loved that feeling…and she didn’t want it to end.

“My time is limited.” She gazed at him straight on. “But I intend to enjoy every second while it lasts.”

This time, his lips were easier to read, his smile slow and seductive, and his eyes narrowing the slightest bit through the sockets of the mask.

“And I intend to enjoy every moment with you.”

She felt so free. Spinning, turning, waltzing, a handsome man holding her as if she were his most cherished possession, her dress a cloud of blue linen around her, her heart soaring. Tonight, after living so long a prisoner, she was breaking free of the cage Fenwicke had built around her.

For the first time since long before his death two years ago, she felt free.

And until a person has been a prisoner, they never understand how truly sweet freedom can be.
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Giveaway:
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About the Author:
Jennifer Haymore
As a child, Jennifer Haymore traveled the South Pacific with her family on their homebuilt sailboat. The months spent on the sometimes quiet, sometimes raging seas sparked her love of adventure and grand romance. Since then, she's earned degrees in computer science and education and held various jobs ranging from bookselling to teaching inner-city children to acting, but she's never stopped writing.

You can find Jennifer in Southern California trying to talk her husband into yet another trip to England, helping her three children with homework while brainstorming a new five-minute dinner menu, or crouched in a corner of the local bookstore writing her next novel.


2 comments:

  1. I would choose the Roaring Twenties. You'd find me enjoying jazz, speaks, flapper dresses, and the right to vote -- and working toward equal rights!

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  2. Elise-Maria BartonApril 3, 2014 at 10:24 PM

    Hmmm, could I choose to be immortal, therefore able to experience every epoch of history? I'd never be able to choose a favorite. Your book sounds lovely~ thanks for sharing.


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