The Best of Both Rogues: Rival Rogues #3 by Samantha Grace

The Best of Both Rogues: Rival Rogues #3 by Samantha Grace

Continuing my obsession with all things historic romance, please read on for a review and excerpt from  Samantha Grace, from book three in her Regency-era series, Rival Rogues. Additionally, there is a tour-wide giveaway for 3 signed copies of IN BED WITH A ROGUE by Samantha Grace.

The Best of Both Rogues

The first I have read in this series, The Best of Both Rogues brings us a reunited lovers, of sorts, plot. Years ago, Ben and Eve were engaged to be married, but on the day of the wedding, Ben had a panic attack and fled.  Eve was not pleased, as you can imagine, and it has left her with some fairly outspoken opinions about Ben, her desires, and men in general. But, she does have a new fiancé and Ben’s return to her life only brings up issues with that relationship.

Ben was loaded with issues when he left Eve at the altar, and he’s managed to rein most of them in: he’s decided that Eve is who he wants, and he’ll go to great lengths (even conspiring with her current fiancé) to get his way.

I’m of two minds with this title: while there was very little action until the last quarter of the book, the pacing was less of an issue for me than the rather undefined characters. Oh, they had all of the “tell me” elements you would look for, but there wasn’t a strong defined emotional element that really had me engaging with them.  Perhaps the very frequent (and oft repeated) POV switches between Eve and Ben were to blame: neither seemed to have any real emotional connection to the ‘problems’ they kept raising, and they were frequently lamenting the same issues in repeating POV switches.  I wasn’t bored, I just wasn’t compelled to rush through searching for that “aha’ moment that would bring me the emotional breakthrough I wanted.

I was interested and curious to know what would happen, and if a reconciliation was possible, and as I mentioned earlier, the action does increase dramatically in the last quarter of the book, rushing to an ending that will please many readers.  Fans of this series should find this book a satisfying installment.

 

The Best of Both Rogues: Rival Rogues #3 by Samantha Grace

Title: The Best of Both Rogues
Author: Samantha Grace
Series: Rival Rogues #3
Genre: Historical Romance
Published by: Sourcebooks Casablanca
ISBN: 1492608106
Published on: 7 July 2015
Format:eARC
Source: Publisher via NetGalley
Pages: 352
Rated: three-stars
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Lady Eve Thorne was devastated when Mr. Benjamin Hillary left her at the altar. She’s no longer that starry-eyed young woman, and now that he’s back, he can go hang... At least that’s what she keeps telling herself. Eve has a new man in her life, and Ben is nothing but trouble.

The worst thing Benjamin Hillary ever did was abandon his bride-to-be on their wedding day. The hardest thing he will ever have to do is watch her marry another man. But once Ben realizes he might have a chance, he’ll do just about anything to win back Eve’s heart—anything.

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A copy of this title was provided via Publisher via NetGalley for purpose of honest review. I was not compensated for this review: all conclusions are my own responsibility.

 

Read an Excerpt

Ben made a slow circle of the brightly lit ballroom, stopping occasionally to study the couples as they sashayed past, their cheeks pink from exertion. After several moments, he was satisfied Lord Wellham wasn’t among the dancers, not that Ben was surprised. If his memory served, the earl favored gambling over gamboling.

Reaching a secluded corner near a dark alcove, he paused to check once more for his quarry before he sought out the card room.

“What are you doing here?” a voice hissed. “You are not on the guest list.”

“Pardon?” Ben spun toward the speaker and came up short. His eyebrows veered toward each other. “How do you know?” he whispered back to the mass of green palm fronds.

“Because I helped make the list.” The plant’s fronds parted, and Eve Thorne’s stern glare greeted him. What the devil was she doing?

Her frown deepened when he simply stared, at a loss for words. “Do you have a death wish, Mr. Hillary?”

The corners of his mouth twitched. “Let me guess, you’ve been attacked by a man-eating plant. Are you in need of rescue, Kitten?”

She growled softly and the fronds snapped back into place. Ben checked the surrounding area to be certain they hadn’t earned any unwanted attention, then peered around the massive greenery. Eve was wedged against the wall, her yellow chiffon skirts crushed against the large pot. Her chest rose and fell in rapid movements, drawing his attention to the modest swell of her breasts peeking above her lacy neckline. A rosy glow infused her ivory skin, making the sprinkling of freckles across her cheeks almost unnoticeable.

God, he had missed her – her freckles, her pouty lips, her soulful brown eyes. He had been smitten from the moment he had spied her at the theater during the little Season, and two years on a faraway continent had done nothing to cool his ardor.

“What are you doing back there, Miss Thorne, and shouldn’t you have a chaperone?”

She crossed her arms as if erecting a wall between them. “God only knows why, but I am trying to save your skin, Benjamin James Arran Hillary.”

Damnation. He had almost forgotten he’d been burdened with so many names, and that she had a habit of invoking every one when she was perturbed. His smile expanded. Despite her pretense of indifference, she was worried for him. “Am I to conclude your skulking about means you still care?”

“I care about Lady Eldridge, and I do not want to see her ball ruined by you and Sebastian coming to fisticuffs. You really must leave before he sees you and demands another meeting on the field.”

Crossing paths with Sebastian Thorne didn’t concern Ben. Her brother’s need to defend her reputation after Ben jilted her had been satisfied three weeks earlier in a duel, and Thorne would not issue a second challenge for fear of losing. Ben suspected neither of them wanted to risk looking like fools again either. Instead of dueling with pistols or swords as any other normal men would do, they had allowed Eve to choose the weapons. She had chosen gloves.

He scowled. “Do you have any idea how ridiculous it looked for two men to engage in a slapping match?” The gents at Brooks’s hadn’t stopped talking about the duel for days, and Ben had endured the brunt of the teasing since he’d followed his youngest brother’s advice and allowed Thorne to win.

Eve’s smile radiated with self-satisfaction. “Since no one died, I would say I made an excellent choice.”

H grudgingly admitted her cleverness had managed to resolve the conflict without bloodshed – or much, anyway. Ben had walked away with a cut on his cheek and a nasty bruise, thanks to her brother filling his glove with pebbles. But bruised pride and a bruised mug were small prices to pay to see Eve’s position in Society restored.

 

 

 

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About Samantha Grace

Historical romance author Samantha Grace discovered the appeal of a great love story when she was just a young girl, thanks to Disney’s Robin Hood. She didn’t care that Robin Hood and Maid Marian were cartoon animals. It was her first happily-ever-after experience and she didn’t want the warm fuzzies to end. Now Samantha enjoys creating her own happy endings for characters that spring from her imagination. Publishers Weekly describes her stories as “fresh and romantic” with subtle humor and charm. Samantha describes romance writing as the best job ever.