Cara's Book Boudoir: The Devilish Mr. Danvers by Vivienne Lorret Review

The Devilish Mr. Danvers

The Rakes of Fallow Hall # 2

By: Vivienne Lorret

Releasing April 21, 2015

Avon Impulse

For the first time in her life, Hedley Sinclair holds the keys to her own future. She’s inherited the crumbling Greyson Park, but the disrepair does nothing to dissuade her. No one will ever lock her up again or attempt to take away what’s hers. No one except Rafe Danvers—the charming, fiendish man from Fallow Hall. He’s determined to claim Greyson Park, but if Hedley isn’t careful, he’ll claim her heart as well.

Rafe has every intention of ridding Greyson Park of the conniving Sinclairs, once and for all. The last thing he expects is to find the beguiling Hedley Sinclair—the younger sister of his former fiancée—standing in his way. With drastic measures called for, he plans to marry her off in order to regain control of the estate. The only trouble is, he can’t seem to stop seducing her. Even worse, he can’t help falling in love with her.

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So we are back with the betting bachelors and I for one am super excited! But this book is a little different and it moved me more than any other Vivienne Lorret book ever has.

So we start with Hedley Sinclair. Hedley is the Sinclair Family shame! Banished to the attics of her home, while her perfect sister is paraded around the Ton and given everything. But now Hedley has been given property in a will by her Grandfather; much to her mother's dislike. So she is cast from the house with just the threadbare castoffs that are too small. But finally Hedley is free, even if she has no money to fix her run down house…that was until Rafe Danvers arrived.

Rafe Danvers hates the Sinclair's, he hates everything to with the Sinclair's, Especially after Ursa Sinclair left him at the altar! but he would deal with the devil in order to regain control of his ancestral home… Greyson Park. But what he doesn't know is that Greyson Park belongs to Henley. When it is confirmed, Rafe feels cheated by the Sinclair's again, but when he sees just how badly the Sinclair's treat Henley. He feels her pain. Over time Rafe and Henley develop feelings for each other…that is until Ursa and the infamous bet between the bachelors come back to haunt them.

I loved this book, I loved the characters, the plot; simply everything! I was devastated by the treatment of Henley by her family. I loved the fact the she was embraced by the people of the community and Fallow Hall. I loved that Rafe's family was artists and unusual. I also love the interaction between Henley and Rafe and I have to Boris is truly wonderful! I just want to give him a hug.

Yet again Vivienne blows me away with her talent! As you can expect from all her books, the writing is smooth and the characters whole. The only part I dislike is the delay in awaiting for the next book!

I give The Devilish Mr. Danvers 10 out of 10.

A quarter hour had passed before he stepped into the parlor of Greyson Park once more. Hedley was not in the room, though he saw the tinderbox waiting near the hearth. Carrying his greatcoat bundle of wood to the box in the corner, he proceeded to fill it, over fill it, and then stacked the driest pieces on the iron grate. Boris ambled over and dropped the slender sticks he held between his teeth. They were slightly soggy, but his intentions were honorable. Both of them had ungentlemanly behavior to atone for, warranted or not. Rafe heard her footsteps on the stairs in the hall before he heard her gasp. “I thought I told you to leave.” Not bothering to turn around, he searched the tinderbox for flint but only found a small sliver. Instantly, he recalled the cut on her finger. A rush of guilt and something else churned in his gut. “Aye, you did.” He stood and moved toward the woodbox where he’d left his greatcoat. Fishing into one of the pockets, he withdrew a slender bundle wrapped in oilskin. “But what kind of man would I be to leave you to freeze to death?” “You’re more demon than man,” she said, carrying her own bundle. Leaves and twigs poked out from the side of that torn shawl of hers. She’d removed the wet shawl from her shoulders. The threadbare pink muslin pulled taut over her breasts. Even through the gauzy fichu, he could see the creamy swells spilling over the top. Clearly, the dress hadn’t been made for a woman with her form. He was a man who appreciated a lush figure on a woman. Or at least, on any woman who wasn’t a Sinclair.

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USA Today bestselling author VIVIENNE LORRET loves romance novels, her pink laptop, her husband, and her two sons (not necessarily in that order ... but there are days). Transforming copious amounts of tea into words, she is proud to be an Avon Impulse author of works including: “Tempting Mr. Weatherstone”, The Wallflower Wedding Series, and the Rakes of Fallow Hall series.