Ellie Murphy takes a contract teaching English at a school in Venice. There she meets the sexy, enigmatic Professor Piero Contarini, from an ancient Venetian family, and agrees to help him in his work curating a new edition of the memoirs of the famous seducer, Giacomo Casanova. Taking their task seriously, they start to enact his adventures with each other, ecstatically revealing their own kinks as they do so. But who is watching them from the shadowy alleyways of Venice?
I received a copy of this book from the author in return for an honest review.
This is an erotic romance with a historical twist. Ellie and an Italian professor act out the adventures detailed in Casanova’s papers they are curating. Ellie is a curious mix of naivety and adventuress. It’s this fusion of opposites that makes her attractive to the enigmatic but slightly sinister professor.
Told from Ellie’s viewpoint the story follows her sexual adventures with the professor which are sensual and explicit. There is an emotional connection between the two main characters, as the professor realises that he wants a relationship with Ellie.
The vivid writing brings the Venetian setting and historical love scenes to life. There is a mystery, which culminates in a climactic ending. This element of the story is sketchy and needs more development.
The satisfying ending suggests that there may be more adventures for Ellie and the professor.
Kate Zarrelli is the romance and erotica pen-name of Katherine Mezzacappa. Kate is Irish but now lives in Carrara in Northern Tuscany, between the Apuan Alps and the Tyrrhenian Sea, with her Italian husband and two teenage sons. She is the author of Tuscan Enchantment (eXtasy: Devine Destinies). Kate/Katherine writes historical, erotic, feel-good and paranormal fiction, set all over Europe, and in her spare time volunteers with a used book charity of which she is a founder member.
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Emma Andrews was orphaned at a young age with no family to turn to. Tired of the broken foster-care system, and believing it was her only option, she runs to a multi-millionaire with a reputation of hiring young women. It is only then that she learns what real monsters look like…
Emma uses her overactive imagination to help her get through the toughest of days. By daydreaming a life full of love and freewill, she manages her colorless prison, but even in her wildest dreams, she would have never imagined it could become a reality. That is, until she meets Chance, a man willing to lay his life down to save hers.
But what Emma doesn’t expect is to fight her own personal demons—her heart.
I received an audiobook copy from the author in return for an honest review.
I reviewed the audiobook edition of this story. Written from the first-person point of view it alternates between the main protagonists, Emma and Chance. Emma has a tragedy filled past. Her current life with Rick is abusive and controlling. Chance is undercover investigating Rick, but his feelings for Emma are real and hard to control.
The suspenseful plot’s dominant focus is Emma and Chance and their passion. The dark sensual romance is erotic and explicit. Naive and vulnerable Emma is easy to empathise. She is confused and fearful but becomes stronger as the story progresses.
The first book in a trilogy, it ends on a cliffhanger.
The narration is clear and well-paced, although some of the male characters would be more convincing, with a male narrator. The English accent of the butler jarred on me.
T. L. Mahrt is a former business owner, where she utilized her education in cosmetology, barbering, and massage therapy for several years. She was raised on and is currently living on a farm in Nebraska, where you can find her running barefoot in the countryside with her loving husband, inspiring children, and massive dogs.
After having her son, who was born with Cerebral Palsy and DYRK1A Syndrome, she made the life altering decision to stay home to care for her two children and pursue her love of writing. She has a passion for romance and poetry where her overactive imagination, along with her adventures and upbeat lifestyle drives her motivation for her writing.
T. L. Mahrt has a thirst for knowledge and is currently working on her Bachelor of Applied Science in Communication Studies degree.
Meet Louise Fawley – the newest, sassiest and
sleaziest agent in Her Majesty’s Secret Service.
Follow Louise as she burgles and
bungles at Melusine Plastics, gets flirtatious and salacious in Vetchley
Castle, grows amorous and glamorous in Sainte-Modeste, and finally, hooks and
sinks her villainess on the superyacht Bonquonne.
In this delicious, light-hearted, randy romp, can
Louise solve the arcane mystery of La Ligne?
he Louise Fawley Symphony contains material of a sexually-explicit nature, so will not be to the taste of every adult reader.
I received a copy of this book from the author in return for an honest review.
The blurb enticed me to read this book, The glamour, giggles and gratuitous sexual encounters I anticipated, but the frenetic pace was a surprise. I enjoy fast-paced fiction but at times this was too much.
Told from Louise’s point of view, she is a curious mix of reality superstar and an emotionally damaged adult who didn’t receive enough nurturing in childhood. Winning money, gave her a status that she never aspired to, even though she tenaciously worked her way up the corporate ladder. Self-esteem issues deny her insight into her true worth. I like her, and her perchance for crazy schemes, danger and scandal make her the perfect protagonist for a story of this type.
The plot is imaginative and quirky. Full of humour and sexy moments. The vivid imagery gives you a good sense of the settings, but the characters are not so well described.
Irreverent, original and steamy, try this if you are looking for something different.
After more than twenty-five years in accountancy, Rikki quit the profession to care for a parent whose health had deteriorated and to give more time to those interests and hobbies which had helped render accountancy almost bearable.
Rikki’s interests include all things historical, from castles to candlesticks, music of many genres, from Gregorian Chant to Brit Pop, and above all, like HE Bates, is happiest when working and whiling in a garden.
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The Wicked Lord’s Mistressis set in the late Victorian period (1886) for fans of upstairs/downstairs dramas and steamy romances. It explores the continuing love story between Lily, a lady’s maid at Torrington Hall, and a handsome, mysterious aristocratic hero called Lord Edgar Wilson.
Lily is surrounded by challenges from all sides. She is being blackmailed by the evil Malkins, she has a secret past that she is trying to hide, and her forbidden love affair with Lord Wilson grows riskier every day. Can their lusty affair transform into the tender and lasting love that Lily craves? And given the differences in their class, is a happy ending possible for them?
Then a new enemy
comes into Lily’s life, someone who is determined to destroy her. Lily finds
herself facing the greatest challenge of her life, and hopes that Lord Wilson
will be her hero.
I received a copy of the first two books in this series from the author in return for honest reviews.
Lily works as a lady’s maid at Torrington Hall. Haunted by a conniving conman who has bribed her, she is forced to attempt to steal valuables from the glamorous guests who visit. One of these is Lord Edgar Wilson, a handsome and mysterious guest. When he and Lily begin to flirt and he catches her stealing from him, he is furious and declares that Lily must pay.
But as Lily finds herself falling for the Lord, she notices that he, in turn, seems attracted to her…
Will Lord Wilson discover the secrets in Lily’s past? And why does he want her to attend his secret London gentleman’s club with him? Can a lady’s maid conquer the heart of a Lord?
A love story filled with heart and fiery passion, The Wicked Lord and the Lady’s Maid is the first in a trilogy called The Lord’s Seduction.
This book is a short introduction to an erotic Victorian romance trilogy – The Lord’s Seduction. The story is told mainly from Lily, a lady’s maid point of view. The story throws you straight in with little backstory, but read on, and you will soon grasp that Lily is a victim of a particularly dark blackmail plot by a dangerous, perverted man.
Lily is a victim of circumstance, but she is also attracted to a guest at the house where she works. What happens throws her into his sight, and mutual attraction leads to a dangerous, erotic romance.
This is partly a ‘what the butler saw‘ Victorian saucy affair, but some dark issues are explored concerning the position of women and servants in the late Victorian era.
Book 2 -The Wicked Lord’s Mistress
The second book in the Lord’s Seduction trilogy follows on from the first . Although, the continuation of the romance can be enjoyed if this is read as a standalone. It’s best to read the first book, in the series, which is short, to fully grasp the main themes of this Victorian erotic romance. The book has some astute observations on Victorian society, and its attitudes, to servants, sex and women.
Lily and Edgar continue their illicit affair, but someone else wants the handsome Lord and is prepared to get him at any costs. Lily’s position becomes increasingly dangerous, and her vulnerability makes this a poignant read. She is a strong character, who goes after what she wants, but she loves someone more than herself, and this makes her susceptible. Edgar is likeable and seems to want to be a good man, but his attraction to Lily blinds him to the dangers of their liaison especially for her.
The romance is risque and sensual but is accompanied by a story that tugs at the heartstrings. The characters draw you in, more than you would expect, and you want Lily to find justice. Making reading the final part of the trilogy essential.
Scarlett Jameson works in publishing by day and by night enjoys writing steamy historical romances. A lover of all things Victorian, she lives in London with her cat. You can subscribe to Scarlett’s newsletter here https://tinyletter.com/scarlettjameson
Damian Mortimer blew my mind in the bedroom—then nearly destroyed my business. Now, two years later, I will play him, and this time I’ll end up on top. Except what Damian does to my body might be far more exciting than the thrill of revenge!
I received a copy of this book from Mills and Boon via NetGalley in return for an honest review.
This story starts hot and doesn’t stop sizzling, until its emotional climax. When Neve is on the eve of a business triumph, she allows herself a little personal celebration, whilst physically satisfying, it leaves her business in danger, and her pride in tatters, making revenge the only item on her agenda.
Meeting Damian Mortimer, two years later, she finds the physical attraction is still strong, but hopefully, she can use this to her advantage this time and make him pay. Damian is successful, rich and driven, but running from his emotions, as tries to justify his seemingly unforgivable behaviour to cousin Gideon. Neve, intended as a one time pleasure, is unforgettable, when they meet again he can’t resist her, but can his trust her?
Both protagonists are emotionally damaged but make up for this in their professional lives, both have a need to prove themselves, and trust issues, which threaten their chance of love. The romance is sensual and explicit but mirrored by a growing emotional connection and some truly romantic moments. Both characters are easy to empathise and the fast-paced plot is a page-turner. Do they get their ‘happily-ever-after? Well, this is Mills and Boon.
Academic Juno Darlington-Hume wants a top-quality education—in sexual pleasure! Renowned Italian playboy Alessandro Ricci agrees to show the gorgeous virgin almost everything he knows… From magical Florence to the golden Tuscan countryside, he’s taking her to ever higher peaks of ecstasy, letting her get closer than any other woman. But he’ll never take the one thing she truly wants to give him—her heart.
I received a copy of this book from Mills and Boon via NetGalley in return for an honest review.
There’s no denying this story is full of sensual romance, it’s a sizzling read, as Alessandro teaches Juno everything she needs to know. This story also has emotional depth. What starts out a purely physical encounter, deepens with self-realisation and trust into something much deeper and dangerous for the playboy and the naive woman.
Both Juno and Alessandro have low self-esteem. She is clever but feels socially inept, in comparison to her successful sisters and remote father. He uses his looks and sexual prowess to hide the inadequacy he feels. He’s artistic but is forced to deny his true skills, by a family concerned only with status and wealth.
The vulnerability of both characters makes the final conflicts they face, appear insurmountable, but the self-development they achieve from their emotional relationship makes them brave enough to strive for what they really want and need.
A sensual romance with good character development and a lovely romantic ending.
Self-made businesswoman Lucinda Graves is determined to add a tropical hotel to her company’s empire—and devastatingly handsome owner Jason Kaoki is willing to negotiate… But only if Lucinda rises to each challenge he sets! Lucinda passes every test, but as each dare grows hotter and wilder than the last will she be able to keep her eyes on the prize?
I received a copy of this book from Mills and Boon via NetGalley in return for an honest review
Sizzling hot from the start and I don’t just mean the weather. Lucinda finds that doing business on a remote Pacific Island has a completely different set of rules.
Lucinda and Jason are successful and rich, both have known physical and emotional hardship and it has left its scars. Relationships have not featured in either of their lives to date. Both players, they embark on a series of sensual games. They both want to win, but neither expect the prize to be so life-changing.
This is an intense story, concentrating on the couple. There are some surprisingly poignant moments as their earlier lives are revealed. The romance is hot and explicit as expected in the Dare series. There is romance too, but it follows in the wake of their physical awakening.
The ending chapters are romantic and allow the reader to see how far the characters have developed since their first meeting. This is part of a series but reads well as a standalone story.
A story for those who like glamorous, hot romantic stories,
The second she sees Mr Oh-So-Delicious, Jennifer Hayes knows she needs one night of crazy. No names, no strings, no rules. Except that Jennifer’s naughty one-nighter is actually Marcus Wright—her new business partner! Now they’re mixing business with all kinds of pleasure. But when it comes to falling in love her sexy Mr Wright is either Mr Wrong or the best mistake of her life…
I received a copy of this book from Mills&Boon via NetGalley in return for an honest review.
#Dare books always score top marks for hot and steamy romance and uber glamorous couples, but sometimes its hard to believe the situations they find themselves in. ‘Mr One-Night Stand’ creates the right set of circumstances for it to be believable, and that makes it so enjoyable to read.
Marcus is losing patience waiting for a business client, Jennifer is at her wits end with her business partner, who is late for a meeting. Neither are looking for the instant sexual attraction they experience as they lay eyes on each other. The quick progression of their encounter works, they are confident in all their abilities and used to getting what they want. They both know the rules but they are about to find out that no strings sex, doesn’t always come without complications.
The hot, sensual romance is well-written, but the one-night stand is not what it seems, and leads to both business and personal complications for the power couple. Marcus is running scared from love, it makes you weak and he can’t take the risk. Jennifer hasn’t time for love her commitments are too great.
The gradual realisation that they’re in too deep is fun to read, and you have to empathise. The conflicts they face are realistic but so worth the pain. The ending is worthy of such a deserving couple. Loved it!
Patience—he wasn’t known for it. Why should he be when he’d worked his entire life to ensure he got everything he wanted when he wanted it?
his wrist, he checked the time. Eight twenty-five.
the hell were they?
being late was a last-ditch attempt at angling for more money, then Tony
Andrews was an even bigger fool than Marcus had had him pegged for.
waved away the approaching waitress who was eyeing his empty glass. He’d
already indulged in a whisky and filled his one-drink-while-on-business quota.
He wasn’t fool enough to indulge in more. Although the girl’s perfect parting
pout made clear that it wasn’t just a drink being offered.
might be considered an arrogant ass by many, but no one could accuse him of
lacking in manners.
Even his questionable childhood hadn’t
beaten those out of him—much as his father might have tried.
It was hardly her fault he wasn’t up for it. She had appeal aplenty if surgically enhanced assets and peroxide hair were your thing.
But tonight was about work.
And work was work.
Sex was sex.
Never should the two be mixed. Not if
you wanted to stay focused and come out on top.
He watched as she weaved her way back
through the intimate arrangement of tables, breaking his gaze to scan again the
people occupying the circular floor space of the exclusive rooftop venue.
Andrews had chosen it for convenience, it being located only two
blocks down from his London HQ.
Very convenient for Andrews—not so sodding convenient for
He rolled his shoulders and recheckedhis watch.
What the hell was he doing?
He should’ve left ten minutes after the
sat there like some obedient monkey.
But then, he wasn’t there simply to
catch up with
the man he was in the process of buying
out. He was
there to be introduced to Andrews’
soon-to-be his partner—Jennifer Hayes, before they
signed on the dotted line.
Not that the introduction would make
the deal was as good as done. But professional
courtesy made him stay. That and the fact he was curious to meet her—the exec
who’d turned a business into the largest successful start-up the industry
had seen in years.
He was convinced Andrews hadn’t been
responsible for it. It was a wonder the man could still see straight, with his
mounting gambling debts and outside work attentions. And then there was the
drink problem. No one had confirmed it, but Marcus was sure he had one. He knew
the signs well enough, thanks to dear old Dad.
So, yes, he doubted Andrews had done a
full day’s work in years—and that meant one thing: Miss Hayes was the one
carrying the company; she was the one he was effectively buying into.
He’d read her profile, noticeably
devoid of any pictures, and figured her to be late thirties, early forties. A
woman with shrewd business acumen, a bearing that bordered on cold, and a
definite force in the boardroom—all of which he’d respect her for. So long as
they were on the same page.
It intrigued him that he hadn’t come
across any pictures. Not even a professionally enhanced shot used to support
all those public accolades. Maybe she didn’t go in for that kind of vanity. Or
maybe Andrews did all that for her. He was certainly everywhere. Even the
Forbes article he’d thrust into his hands at a
charity auction last month, when he’d put forward his proposition, had
highlighted the success of the business but featured Andrews alone, his greased
back hair and cocky grin filling half the page.
The memory of that expression goaded
further now as he waited and waited,
fingers drumming on the tabletop, his patience hitting breaking point.
Seriously—enough was enough. The papers
be taken care of in less than
twenty-four hours regardless. He might as well meet her then.
Tugging at the cuffs of his shirt, he
made to stand
up just as the cables of the glass
elevator started to
shift. New arrivals?
He settled back and waited for them to
It wasn’t Andrews. That was immediately
The small, balding lift attendant was
being dwarfed by a statuesque redhead who made even the impressive lift look
small. He wasn’t the only one noticing either. Her hair was pulling every eye
in the room. Its cascading waves ran down her back, glinting in the ambient
light, impossible to ignore.
Its dramatic colour was a striking
contrast to the black dress that clung to her curves before halting modestly at
the knee. His gaze dropped lower still, to her exposed calves, to the subtle
shimmer that teased with the possibility of stockings. And then came her shoes,
her severe black stilettos…
Heat assaulted his groin.
He wasn’t going anywhere. Not just yet.
Andrews could have the extra time for free…
When Alvie discovers that her hitman boyfriend has driven off with the Lamborghini and two million euros, she does what any heartbroken, deserted, amateur assassin would do – she drinks everything in the mini-bar and trashes her hotel room. And then she gets to work.
A perilous cat-and-mouse game takes the pair across Rome, leaving a trail of collateral damage in their wake. But as she wholeheartedly embraces her dark side, Alvie will have to figure out if Nino is her nemesis . . . or the only man bad enough to handle her.
‘Bad’, lives up to its name in the second part of the’Mad, Bad and Dangerous to Know ‘trilogy. You need to read the first book in the series’Mad’ to enjoy this book, although’ Bad’ does give a brief plot resume’.
Alvie wakes up hungover(no surprise there then) and finds her lover has taken all the money and the car. This story follows her pursuit of the said lover with flashbacks into her past that illuminates her current state of mind and actions.
Alvie’s character darkens even more in this story, her lack of insight increases and her grasp on reality weakens. Dark humour makes this all seem probable and perhaps not as terrible as sounds, but she carries on a killing spree, albeit accidental for the most part and exploits, drink, drugs and everyone she comes into contact.
There’s enough in this book to make you want to see how it concludes but the plot is weaker in this story, as is often the case in middle trilogy books.
An enjoyable read for those liking erotic romance and dark humour, with larger than life characters and glamorous, richly descriptive settings.
I received a copy of this book from Penguin UK- Michael Joseph Publishing via NetGalley in return for an honest review.
It was Beth’s fault we never had any birthday parties. Well, not since our first and last one, when we were five. We were so excited, I remember that much. It was our first proper party. We were running around the house, shrieking and laughing, jumping up and down and waiting for the guests to arrive. Beth had on her new frilly dress with fairy wings and a tutu skirt, and I was wearing one of Beth’s old pinafores that she’d grown out of. We’d done our hair up in lopsided bunches with our favourite scrunchies and butterfly clips. Mum had made party bags, blown up balloons. She’d even baked a cake with nine candles: five for Beth and four for me because one of them broke in the packet on the way back from the shop. The house was warm with the sweet smell of baking. It was a My Little Pony cake: vanilla buttercream, strawberry jam, hundreds of thousands of sprinkles. I didn’t like vanilla. Or buttercream. Or strawberry jam, to be honest. Beth was the one who was mad keen on horses. I preferred trolls. But I thought the cake looked pretty cool: the pink flying pony with sparkly wings and a blue mane that glistened and flowed in the wind. Horses could fly in those days; there was magic in the air. At least, that’s what I thought until the guests started to arrive. Then it all went downhill.
‘Happy birthday!’ The kids all burst in squealing. And then the party games began. Beth won Pin the Tail on the Donkey. Beth won Musical Statues and Musical Chairs. Mum always stopped the music when Beth had the present when we were playing Pass the Parcel. Beth was the one Mum let cut the cake and make a wish (and it was such a beautiful knife!).
That was it. I couldn’t take any more. I turned on my heel and sprinted upstairs, my head exploding with thundering rage, my eyes overflowing with tears. I spent the afternoon crying in a locked bathroom surrounded by tissues soggy with snot. I could hear the party in full swing below me, the ghetto blaster thumping Beth’s favourite song: ‘I Should Be So Lucky’ by Kylie Minogue. Mum said I could stay in there ‘Until you learn how to behave!’ Beth had a great time. I never tasted that cake. My sister kept trying to make me come out. Banging on the door. Begging me. Pleading. She twisted the doorknob so hard it came off. She offered me her presents, her cards and cake (she only did it to make herself feel better). But it wasn’t the same. Second-hand toys just don’t have that sparkle. I didn’t want to share. Sharing is bullshit. Whoever said ‘sharing is caring’ did not have a twin.
That was the year that the horses stopped flying.
We never had another party after that.
‘Mad’ the first book in the ‘Mad, Bad and Dangerous to Know’ trilogy is a curious mix of bonkbuster and mystery. Alvie, the anti-heroine is an identical twin and in her words, the antithesis of her perfect sister, Beth.
Alvie’s recollection of her childhood is that she was always second- best, regardless of whether this was the case, it damaged Alvie emotionally and destroyed the twins emotional connection.
Alvie’s life is a mess, and she glorifies in it, projecting the bad girl, don’t care persona that people expect of her, she lives to shock and usually manages it. When her life implodes, she decides to accept her estranged sister’s invite to stay with her, to escape. A pawn in a dangerous game, she finds nothing is what it seems. Her life changes irreparably, but as usual, she embraces the horror rather than running from it.
Alvie is a complex character, who isn’t easy to empathise. She is foul-mouthed, takes drugs, drinks to excess and steals anything she desires, including men. Despite losing her moral compass, she is vulnerable, often naive, desperate for someone to love her and a natural comedian.
The story’s dark comedy will appeal to many, and all the characters’ vivacity and the settings’ vivid description draw you into the story, following the breathless action. I can’t wait to see what scrapes Alvie gets into next.
If you like your mysteries, set in paradise, with larger than life characters who exhibit all of the seven deadly sins, you’ll enjoy this.
I received a copy of this book from Penguin UK -Michael Joseph via NetGalley in return for an honest review.