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THE KNAVE OF HEARTS

Rhymes With Love #5

Elizabeth Boyle

Releasing on January 26, 2016

Avon

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.

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.

Teatime and Books Review:

The Knave of Hearts by Elizabeth Boyle is truly one of the year's best historical romance tales! A captivating, lighthearted read that one can't put down! I give this a 5 Star rating! 

We start off meeting Lavinia Tempest and Mr. Alaster Rowland on the dance floor of Almack's, one of the season's highly attended and top balls. Lavinia has always failed miserably at dancing but when she is in the embrace of Mr. Rowland, she seems to flow flawlessly and elegantly across the floor, that is until Mr. Rowland in his drunken state literally lets go of the girl and to her and all of the tons surprise she loses her footing and fumbles to her demise, ruining herself and her sisters good name and any chance at a mate. Later Rowland is at White's one of London's top gentleman's clubs and through his stupor and arrogance he makes a wager that he and he alone can make the Tempest sisters into sparkling diamonds before the eyes of the ton and aid them in securing a mate.

Rowland in order to keep his good name and make good on his wager, must turn Miss Lavinia Tempest into a lady in a mere fortnight. He takes the lady to dancing lessons and promises her that she will shine the following evening at the ball and that he will be there to see to it. However, the evening of the ball, the Tempest sisters and their Aunt and Uncle are shunned and utterly cast out and to Lavinia's sorrow, Rowland does not show or so she thinks. Rowland did in fact show but did not show himself to her in time before she and her family escaped out the side door. However, Rowland still intends to make good on his wager and through his subsequent meetings with Miss Lavinia Tempest, he finds himself rather taken by her and begins to fall for her. Will Lavinia and her sister regain their good name among the ton? Will Rowland make good on his wager and find Lavinia a match? Or will he be the perfect match for her instead?

The Knave of Hearts is so well written, the characters each have their own deep unique personalities and one can't help but fall in love with Lavinia and Rowland as they make their way to high society and each other's hearts. This story is well researched and historically accurate yet contains such creativity. Ms. Boyle weaves a beautiful tale of passion and romance. I highly recommend this book for anyone who is a lover of historical romance, this is sure to capture your heart!

-I received an ARC from the author courtesy of Tasty Tours

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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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