Tuesday, December 16, 2014

Where Secrets Smolder.....

by Kelly Bowen
a Historical Romance
from Forever Publishing

Calm. Cool. Collected. Gisele Whitby has perfected the art of illusion-her survival, after all, has depended upon it. Years ago, to escape an abusive husband, Gisele "disappeared." Now she must risk revealing her new identity to save another innocent girl from the same fate. But she needs a daring man for her scheme, and the rogue in question shows a remarkable talent . . . for shattering Gisele's carefully constructed facade and igniting her deepest desires.


This isn't the first time Jamie Montcrief has awakened naked and confused from a night of drinking. It is, however, the first time a stunningly beautiful woman offers him payment afterward. Gisele has a business proposition for him, a mission involving cunning thievery and a brazen rescue.  How can he say no to a plot this dangerous . . . and a woman this delectable?
Purchase Links

Review by pearls
The characters in Kelly Bowen's historical romance are quite likeable and you truly root for them to be together at the end, and to win their goal.  Their goodness is equally balanced by the villain's depravity.  Giselle is a strong woman forged by her circumstance.  Jamie is a gentleman and protector to the core of his being.  It is as though Prince Charming and very wide awake Sleeping Beauty have come together to fight the forces of evil.  Their private moments getting to know one another and falling in love were fun to watch, and the secrets behind Jamie's past reveal a deeper, more complex man.  My only complaint is that the book seemed a bit too modern in speech and mannerisms.  It was a fun read none the less. 


“James.” His name was like honey on her tongue, and her own dismissal of formality was encouraging.  Something stirred inside of him.   “I like it.” She gave him another blinding smile.  “Why are you drinking all alone, James?” she asked. 

He stared at her, unable, and more truthfully, unwilling to give her any sort of an answer.  Instead he just shrugged.

“Never mind.”  She tipped her head back, and another pot of ale disappeared.  Idly he wondered how she still remained sober while the room he was sitting in was beginning to spin.  She tilted her head, and her beautiful, blond hair swung away from her neck, dizzying in its movement.  “You have kind eyes.”

Her comment caught him off guard.  He did not have kind eyes.  He had eyes that had seen too much to ever allow any kindness in.  “I am not kind.”  He wasn’t sure if he mumbled it or just thought it.  Inexplicably, a wave of sadness and loneliness washed over him.

“What brings you here?” she asked, waving a hand in the general direction of the tavern.

Jamie blinked, trying to remember where here was, then snorted at the futility of the question. 

“Nowhere else to go,” he mumbled.  The accuracy of his statement echoed in his mind.  Nowhere to go, nowhere to be.  No one who cared.  Least of all him.

“Would you like to go somewhere else, James?  With me?”  Her words seemed to come from a distance, and with a frantic suddenness, he needed to get out.  Out from the tavern walls that were pressing down on him, away from the smells of grease and bodies and smoke and alcohol that were suffocating.

About Kelly Bowen
Kelly Bowen grew up in Manitoba, Canada. She worked her way through her teenage years as a back country trail guide and ranch hand and spent a year working on a cattle station in Australia.  She attended the University of Manitoba and earned a Master of Science degree in veterinary physiology and endocrinology. 

   But it was Kelly's infatuation with history and a weakness for a good love story that led her down the path of historical romance.  When she is not writing, she seizes every opportunity to explore ruins and battlefields.

    Currently, Kelly lives in Winnipeg with her husband and two boys, all of whom are wonderfully patient with the writing process.  Except, that is, when they need a goalie for street hockey.

AUTH. TWITTER ID:@kellybowen09

Tour Giveaway

No comments:

Post a Comment