Wednesday, February 8, 2012

If You Give A Girl A Viscount (Impossible Bachelors, #4)If You Give A Girl A Viscount by Kieran Kramer

If You Give A Girl A Viscount (Impossible Bachelors, #4)If You Give A Girl A Viscount by Kieran Kramer

My rating: 5 of 5 stars

If life were a fairy tale, Daisy Montgomery’s stepmother and two stepsisters would surely be cast in the wicked roles. For years, they’ve made life miserable for Daisy. But when she discovers she has a godmother, she’s determined to ask her for help. Little did Daisy expect her godmother to play matchmaker with her very own grandson—who happens to be a viscount!

A freewheeling playboy, Charles Thorpe, Viscount Lumley, is bored with his wealth-seeking female admirers. Not only that, he’s been cut off from the family coffers. One day, on a bet, he rids himself of what little money he has left in his pockets and vows to solve problems using his wits alone. But when the Impossible Bachelor is confronted with Daisy’s plan to save her castle, the payoff is more than he could have bargained for. Sometimes, if you give a girl a viscount, you just might find love….

My Thoughts and Review

This is a delightful fun read. I just love Kieran Kramer books. Charles Thorpe, Viscount Lumley grandmother sends him on an errand to her god daughter Daisy. Daisy families estate is in disarray and needs the monies for repairs and for the land tax or they are out of a home.Daisy cares for her home and her servants and wants nothing but put this to rights to save her home an have a place to share with the ones she loves. Daisy lives with her stepsister and stepmother who treat her so disrespectful and with cruelty.The Cinderella thing going on here.

Charles is funny her he is a Lord here doing a girls bidding and its funny to see. Charles not of the like in thinking that he better then her he is willing to do her bidding at his grandmothers request. The problem is to come up with that kind of cash in a sort amount of time is really impossible.Daisy and Charles hatches a plan to have a Highland's experience at is best.A reenactment of sorts of the time gone by.The just need the rich to come and join in the festivities. While doing all of this the two ,Daisy and Charles are growing closer together and feelings are starting to stir with one another.Charles sees how hard Daisy works and caring for her servants that he does an extra step to help out. He tells everyone the Daisy is his bride to be and that she is to be shown respect deserving as his Countess to be. While setting up all the festivities she not only has to put that all together she has to deal with the jealousies of the three women. The stepmother basically blackmails her saying she is to stay away from the viscount that she is not going to marry him that her daughter is and if she does not she will expose her secret.The newly forming relationship has now turned into a sneaking around don't get caught thing.

The thing is that the Landlord (land-holder I should say )that they pay the taxes to has been an absentee one. He does not know what is going on around him and the person in charge is acting on behalf of the owner is about evict this family without his knowledge. The thing is Daisy is working so hard o say something that she technically does n"'t even own. Her step family is already spending the money not even made yet for the own selfish reasons.

The Highlanders experience is starting out pretty good so far. Charles jealousy is inflame when one of the guests pursues Daisy. He feels protective of her and has feeling for her even if he does not know where there relationship is going but, they make such a cute couple and as he cares for her.Things are never simple plots thicken.Someone plots murder and its a tangled web in need of untangling.

Secrets are revealed and I am not sure love is enough undo the damage that comes to light we will just have to see how the story pans out....

While reading this story the whole time I kept thinking of the movie with Drew Barrymore (A Cinderella Story)where she meets her prince. Daisy's life is some much like this fairy tale. Loved the two main characters Charles and Daisy the others I would have found a way to rid them of my life as soon as possible.The love and romance and intrigue made in a fun quick read for me.You feel Daisies pain and you do nothing but root for her Happily Ever after....A Recommended read to all...


The Virtuoso (Duke's Obsession, #3)(Windham, #3)The Virtuoso (Duke's Obsession, #3) by Grace Burrowes

The Virtuoso (Duke's Obsession, #3)(Windham, #3)The Virtuoso (Duke's Obsession, #3) by Grace Burrowes

My rating: 4 of 5 stars

The Virtuoso (Duke's Obsession, #3) (Windham #3)

by Grace Burrowes

The highly praised trilogy of Regency romances by award-winning author Grace Burrowes concludes with gifted pianist Valentine Windham, youngest son of the Duke of Moreland. Val retreats to the country after an injury robs him of his musical ability, only to learn from impoverished widow Ellen Markham that he can be loved even when his music falls silent.

Back Cover Synopsis:

A genius with a terrible loss...

Gifted pianist Valentine Windham, youngest son of the Duke of Moreland, has little interest in his father's obsession to see his sons married, and instead pours passion into his music. But when Val loses his music, he flees to the country, alone and tormented by what has been robbed from him.

A widow with a heartbreaking secret...

Grieving Ellen Markham has hidden herself away, looking for safety in solitude. Her curious new neighbor offers a kindred lonely soul whose desperation is matched only by his desire, but Ellen's devastating secret could be the one thing that destroys them both.

Together they'll find there's no rescue from the past, but sometimes losing everything can help you find what you need most.

My Thoughts and Review

This was a fun light read. I found it to be humorous, sensual and a bit of mystery add to the mix. Valentine is a gift pianist but, of late having trouble with his hands. The doctor suggests Val take a rest from playing so he decides to visit his estate that he won in a card game. While there he is rebuilding the place little by little trying not to overdo it with his hands as they need healing.He meets Ellen Markham and impoverished widow that has a helping hand in trying to nurse his hands back to life. She has a knack for healing balms that she uses on his hands to easy there pain.

They have a bit of fun enjoying each other company ,picnics, rest's under a big oak tree just spending time with each other getting to know one another sharing things about themselves and slowly falling in love.Valentine or Ellen have neglected though to let each how that Val is the Duke of Moreland's son and her a Baroness.

The mystery begins when things start to happen when repairing the buildings . Unexplained accidents.Who is trying to hurt Val and why? And Ellen know who is up to this mishaps but, not saying anything as she is being blackmailed.Val's friends and family come to the rescue. Together they will unsolved the mystery and get to the bottom of Ellen's involvement.

These two make they perfect couple both needing each other without really knowing it. Both are good people fun and loving & caring and meant to be together. They just need to overcome the past.

Ive enjoyed reading Grace Burrow's books and I have read them all since finding her .They are great fun romances ! This is a recommended read for all.One of those warm and fuzzy & cozy romances that you just lie in bed under the covers and enjoy....


For those who like Erotic Gay Contemporary check out Under One Roof by Diana DeRicci

Two men. One roof. Who knew togetherness could be so dangerously tempting?

Korbin is looking for a renter to help make ends meet. Not quite ready to make the offered room a squatter's paradise with a public ad, he advertises by word of mouth. Turns out he's doing it at just the right time.

Cage is relocating for a new job and needs a no-hassle place to live. He's wary about sharing space with a total stranger, but the opportunity to be able to start at his new job without this stress is too good to pass up.

Except one of them is hiding a secret identity and his past has taught him to not talk about it. Friendship brings the men closer, but will the secrets they both carry keep them from exploring a deeper attraction between them?

Korbin tapped the wheel, singing to the radio. His foot even bounced a little, trying to keep the beat while paying attention to the road. Where is that stupid stop sign? Aha! The tree branches moved in the breeze and the stop sign appeared. He slowed and made the stop, the lone car at the four-way, then pressed for gas.

A sudden and very loud pop made him startle as he reached the other side. Then his car wobbled and thunked. “You have got to be kidding me.” He smacked the wheel with a fist.

Checking his mirrors more out of habit than there being anyone else on the road, he limped to the side, then put the car in park on the shoulder. After releasing his belt, he raised his left arm out of the way to snag the door handle with his right fingers. Once the latch was loose, he pushed with his shoulder and the door swung open. It was a practiced move, and had been for the last two weeks. The cast on his arm was a hindrance he’d learned to maneuver around.

He walked to the front of the car and groaned, then cussed a little under his breath while he was at it. Now there was no doubt he was going to be late to meet the renter for the interview at his house. Korbin kicked the tire and flinched at the shot of pain that lanced his toes.

“Smooth, dummy.” Why doncha break a foot and an arm? Well, nothing to be done about it now. Maybe if he was lucky, the guy he was meeting was desperate for a place to stay and would wait.

He could hope.

Leaning through the car window, he popped the trunk and turned on the flashers. The tick-tock of the lights blinking made his teeth clench. Today was not a day he needed this to happen.

What sucked was he was off the beaten path, a back road to his place that would have saved him about ten minutes, making it to his house before his visitor easily. That cushion of time was now destroyed.

Rummaging through the trunk, he pulled the floor cover out of the way to expose the wheel well. He was bent over the trunk lip with his rear in the air when the sound of a car right behind him had him peering over his shoulder. He straightened, taking in the bright blue, small- size pickup.

The man behind the wheel gave him a welcoming smile and opened his door with a metal creak. “Need some help?” he called, standing to his feet on the ground. Korbin had become used to the accents of the area since coming to live there, but this man’s was rich and robust, pure southern hospitality.

“Depends. I don’t have any money.”

The guy standing beside the truck blinked and gripped the door, not coming any closer. “Money? I thought you needed help.”

Korbin crossed his arms and leaned a hip on the car’s bumper. “Unofficially, I do. I have to change a tire and this makes it difficult.” He dropped his chin to his healing arm.

A gaze of sympathy swept over the guy’s face. “Oh, man. What happened?”

“Me and a ladder had a disagreement. The ladder won by dumping me twelve feet.”

The man behind the open truck door winced. “Sorry, but ouch.”

Korbin chuckled. “No biggie. I’m a klutz by nature.”

“Well, I can help with that,” he said, meaning the tire with a pointed look to the car. “And I won’t charge you, though if you could tell me how to get to Honeyhock Road, I’d appreciate it.”

“I can do that,” Korbin replied, though he was more afraid of being mugged than having to pay for the help. The man smiled again and Korbin took in his friendly appearance, still on his guard. A man doesn’t move out of the big city and forget everything he’d learned because he was now in some small everyone-knows-everyone country town.

As he approached, Korbin admitted he was good looking. Solid shoulders with a body that tapered to snug jeans and a firm waist. He was probably a few years older than Korbin. From the distance he couldn’t make out his eyes, other than they sparkled and he tended to squint a little when he smiled. Thick brown hair was trimmed over his ears and was most likely finger combed more than not. It looked rugged but good on him.