5 stars – Historical Romance
I wasn’t overly impressed with the first two books in the Notorious Gentlemen series, but I was most looking forward to this, scoundrel extraordinaire Lord Bramwell’s story, and it definitely delivered.
Nefarious rake Lord Bramwell Johns is the disregarded second son of the Duke of Levonzy and has never been expected to make anything of himself but a royal pain in the ass and expensive nuisance. Despite achieving heroic feats while serving in the war on the Peninsula with fellow soldiers and friends, Sullivan Waring and Phineas Bromley, his father cuts him off out of spite for his wicked ways. Bramwell makes his living through wagering, but lately his whoring, drinking, and gaming exploits leave him bored, restless, and melancholy, and it doesn’t help matters that his two former notorious bachelor best friends are now living in disgustingly happy marital bliss.
In attempt to battle his boredom, Lord Bramwell masquerades at night as the notorious thief, the Black Cat, robbing the ton of their bobbles, trinkets, and bling. One night during a heist, he overhears a father’s plot to force their spinsterish daughter Lady Rosamund into an arranged marriage to Lord Cosgrove, who’s even more of a rakehell than Bram, to assuage their spoiled, immature son’s gambling debt, and his curiosity is roused by the odd chit.
Lady Rosamund is a plain, tall, flat-chested, redheaded, freckled, outspoken, goodhearted, opinionated, self-sacrificing, irritating wallflower, and her kindness, decency, and unexceptional looks are the total opposite of Bram’s usual taste in women. But for reasons he can’t begin to fathom, he finds himself hopelessly, helplessly, and inexplicably drawn to her and soon finds himself tangled up in Rosamund’s troubles. Bram becomes determined to save Rose from the cruel bargain of having a truly monstrous, rakish villain for a husband, but how on earth is he supposed to do that when he’s an utter, unabashed scoundrel himself? Things get even more complicated when Bram starts to realize that he might want Rose for himself. But will she trade one devil for another, and can she trust him with her heart?
I absolutely adored Bram and admired Rose’s fortitude and devotion to her family, but there were times she came across as a bit of a martyr. I realize that at the time, there weren’t many/any options for a woman in her position, but I got so frustrated when she wouldn’t even tell her selfish family, who certainly didn’t seem to me to deserve such unswerving loyalty, what a truly evil monster her fiancé Cosgrove was. And her naïve, petulant, immature, spoiled brother deserved a serious ass whooping.
Lord Bramwell and Rosamund are such a wonderful couple, and they had sizzling sexual chemistry, sensual love scenes, and deliciously fun, witty banter in spades. I’m sure some readers might be skeptical over Bram’s personality transformation and almost puppy love-like infatuation and adoration towards nice, girl next door Rose, but I found it believable, beautifully moving, and thoroughly romantic. Rose actually expects something of Bram and holds him accountable, and his vow to not let her down is sigh-worthy. But what I loved most is that even when Bram redeemed himself in many ways, he maintained some of his wicked, scoundrel ways, especially his sinfully sexy charm and flirtatious humor.
The epilogue was yummy icing on an already decadent cake and wrapped things up perfectly for the series’ three Notorious Gentlemen. It’s a wonderful, heart melting romance with a sexy, witty, swoonalicious, delectable, bad boy who’s really oh so good hero to die for. 5 sweetly satisfied stars!