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Release Date: February 19, 2019
Genre: Historical Romance
Actual Rating: 4.5 stars
Lisa Kleyas is the author who got me into historical romances. Had it not been for her books I don't think I would have ever started reading within the genre. There is just something about the way she writes and adds historical facts that make sense for the time period that suck me in and make me believe it's all happening in real time. Devil's Daughter is just as exceptional as the previous books in the series (all of which can stand alone). I was enamored with the characters. I loved how the "bad guy" got the girl even though the two had plenty of hurdles before their love blossomed. I loved how I felt as if I were a part of the story and how I felt I was transferred to a time I never thought I would be able to see. Lisa Kleypas has given me all of this and more.
If you are a historical romance fan, you must read Lisa's books. They are truly magical. If you aren't, I recommend starting with this amazing series. I can promise you that you will fall in love and find a new genre to devour at the end of it.
Read an Excerpt
“If you have any misguided thoughts about taking me into your bed, you would find it a vastly mediocre experience. I’d be on you like a crazed rabbit, and half a minute later the whole thing would be over. I used to be a proficient lover, but now I’m a burnt-out libertine whose only remaining pleasure is breakfast food. Speaking of which—”
Phoebe reached for him, brought herself up hard against him, and interrupted him with her mouth. West flinched as if scalded and held very still in the manner of a man trying to withstand torture. Undeterred, she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him as passionately as she could, touching her tongue to his stiff lips. The feel and taste of him was exhilarating. Suddenly he responded with a primitive grunt and his mouth clamped on hers, wringing sensation from her with demanding pressure. Forcing her lips apart, he searched her with his tongue the way she remembered, and it felt so good, she thought she might faint. A whimper rose from her throat, and he licked and bit gently at the sound and sealed their mouths together in a deep, insatiable kiss that involved his lips, breath, hands, body, soul.
Whatever it might be like to go to bed with this man . . . it would be anything but mediocre.
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