Oct 12, 2016

When a Marquess Loves a Women by Vivienne Lorret

When a Marquess Loves a Woman
Season's Original #3
By: Vivienne Lorret
Released Oct 4th, 2016
Avon Impulse

As a young, penniless gentleman, Maxwell Harwick knew he had little to offer Juliet White—the most beautiful debutante of the season—except his love, and one thoroughly scandalous kiss. But when they were discovered in a compromising position, a nearly ruined Juliet fled into the arms of a rich, older lord... taking Max’s heart with her.

Now a widow, Lady Juliet Granworth intends to use the fortune she inherited from her odious husband to build a new life in London. Five years have passed, but she’s never forgotten Max… or his soul-searing kiss. Yet it’s clear the newly-minted Marquess of Thayne has not forgiven her—after all, the infuriating man can barely stand the sight of her. But Juliet has endured far too much to give up without a fight and if it’s a battle of wills he wants, it’s a battle he’ll get.

He hates her for breaking his heart. She detests him for destroying her future. But beneath all the loathing, simmers an intoxicating passion that neither can ignore… and the harder they resist, the harder they will inevitably fall.

When a decision is taken out of a young women's hands, to save her family, she has to give up everything she longs for! This is what happened to Juliet White, after she wasn't named the original for the season and found in the arms of Maxwell Harwick. But instead of marrying Max and living happily ever after; Juliet went to an older wealthy Lord, whom could not only save her from ruin, but save her family from prison.

But now Juliet is back in London; a wealthy widow, with many hidden secrets. But in all of her time away, Juliet has never forgotten that one kiss that has meant everything to her, but Max will not forgive her for leaving him and breaking his heart. Instead they enter into a wager! But just when Max and Juliet seem to be working past their problems, someone from their past returns to the ton, and everything they have worked for jeopardizes everything they have achieved.

I have been looking forward to this book, since we first met Max and Juliet in The Debutant is Mine, and I will admit, I have been desperate to find out all of their story, and this book was even more than my expectations.

Vivienne Lorret's stories never fail to worm their way into your heart! From the writing, plot and characters, there is nothing I don't like about this book! When it comes to the characters, they are as well developed and endearing as they have been in the other books, but maybe a little more, seen as you now get to hear their full side of the story.

When I first read about Max, I thought that maybe he was a spoilt and pompous Marquess, whom just wanted to get back at Juliet. But in this book you find that he has always had to play second fiddle to his brother, leaving him to not feel good enough, even to have the women of his dreams. My opinion of Juliet's character didn't really change with this book; I thought that there is a painful past, that she kept hidden, I just didn't realize how much, until I got into this book.

When a Marquess Loves a Women is a beautiful book, that is very easy to fall into and never want to leave. It is one of my favorite books from this author, but I don't recommend it as a stand alone, mainly because you would miss out on all of the fun and games between Juliet and Max in the other two books in this series. And to tell you the truth, the other two books are a must read, as their stories are equally amazing! Heck! Just read every book Vivienne Lorret has ever written! They are all amazing and trust me, you won't be sorry!

I give A Marquess Loves a Woman 5 stars
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Some days Juliet wanted to fling open the nearest window sash and scream.

And it was all Max’s fault.
Good evening, Saunders.” A familiar baritone called from the foyer and drifted in through the open parlor door. Max.
Drat it all! He was a veritable devil. Only she didn’t have to speak his name, but simply think it for him to appear. She should have known better than to allow her thoughts to roam without a leash to tug them back to heel.
“I did not realize Lord Thayne would be attending dinner this evening,” Zinnia said, her spine rigid as she perched on the edge of her cushion and darted a quick, concerned glance toward Juliet.
Marjorie looked to the open door, her brows knitted. “I did not realize it either. He said that he was attending—”
“Lord Fernwold’s,” Max supplied as he strode into the room, his dark blue coat parting to reveal a gray waistcoat and fitted blue trousers. He paused long enough to bow his dark head in greeting—at least to his mother and Zinnia. To Juliet, he offered no more than perfunctory scrutiny before heading to the sideboard where a collection of crystal decanters waited. “The guests were turned away at the door. His lordship’s mother is suffering a fever.”
Juliet felt the flesh of her eyelids pucker slightly, her lashes drawing together. It was as close as she could come to glaring at him while still leaving her countenance unmoved. The last thing she wanted was for him, or anyone, to know how much his slight bothered her.
Marjorie tutted. “Again? Agnes seemed quite hale this afternoon in the park. Suspiciously, this has happened thrice before on the evenings of her daughter-in-law’s parties. I tell you, Max, I would never do such a thing to your bride.”
Max turned and ambled toward them, the stems of three sherry glasses in one large hand, and a whiskey in the other. He stopped at the settee first, offering one to his mother and another to Zinnia. “Nor would you need to, for I would never marry a woman who would tolerate the manipulation.” Then he moved around the table and extended a glass to Juliet, lowering his voice as he made one final comment. “Nor one whose slippers trod only the easiest path.”
She scoffed. If marriage to Lord Granworth had been easy, then she would hate to know the alternative.
“I would not care for sherry this evening,” Juliet said. And in retaliation against Max’s rudeness, she reached out and curled her fingers around his whiskey.
Their fingers collided before she slipped the glass free. If she hadn’t taken him off guard, he might have held fast. As it was, he opened his hand instantly as if scalded by her touch. But she knew that wasn’t true because the heat of his skin nearly blistered her. The shock of it left the underside of her fingers prickly and somewhat raw.
To soothe it, she swirled the cool, golden liquor in the glass. Then, before lifting it to her lips, she met his gaze. His irises were a mixture of earthy brown and cloud gray. Years ago, those eyes were friendly and welcoming, but now had turned cold, like puddles reflecting a winter sky. And because it pleased her to think of his eyes as mud puddles, that was what she thought of when she took a sip. Unfortunately, she didn’t particularly care for whiskey, and fought to hide a shudder as the sour liquid coated her tongue.
Max mocked her with a salute of his dainty goblet and tossed back the sherry in one swallow. Then the corner of his mouth flicked up in a smirk.
She knew that mouth intimately—the firm warm pressure of those lips, the exciting scrape of his teeth, the mesmeric skill of his tongue...
Unbidden warmth simmered beneath her skin as she recalled the kiss that had ruined her life.  
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 an Avon Impulse author of works including: Tempting Mr. Weatherstone, The Wallflower Wedding Series, The Rakes of Fallow Hall Series, The Duke’s Christmas Wish, and the Season’s Original Series.

1 comment :

  1. Lovely review! Thank you for hosting WHEN A MARQUESS LOVES A WOMAN today!

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