The New York Times bestselling author of the “delightfully clever...exceptionally entertaining” (Booklist) Bridal Pleasures novels beguiles readers once again with a new series of sensual intrigue and exquisite surprises....
Disgraced by her past employer, young governess Kate Walcott owes her loyalty to the only woman willing to hire her—the sought-after courtesan Mrs. Georgette Lawson. Georgette entrusts Kate with the care of her unruly children—and the writing of her shocking memoirs, which detail her affairs with famous gentlemen, including the rakehell who promised to marry her, then ruined her.
Sir Colin Boscastle intended to keep his promise to Georgette--until his father was murdered. Thirteen years of chasing vengeance pass before he returns to find Georgette sleeping in his enemy’s bed. Revenge has destroyed their romance, but the two former lovers agree to set a trap to restore Colin’s honor.
Caught in this deadly game, Kate struggles to resist Colin’s virile charm. She knows he is a born heartbreaker and unreliable rogue. Should she believe him when he whispers that, for her, he will change his sinful ways?
The Mistress Memoirs was just an okay book for me. I didn’t really like this book; to me it was too predictable. About halfway through reading the book I thought this story was like a lot of other romance books that are out there. I had a hard time trying to finish this book; I usually don’t like romance books and reading this story reminded me why I don’t like them. I think this book would be a good read for those who really love to read romance or like a certain theme to their books. But I don’t think it would be a very good book to read for other readers who are looking for a little variety in their books. I think this story would have been better if it hadn't become too predictable. Overall I give this book a “C:”
*I received a copy of this book in exchange for my honest opinion. Tiffany
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