Alone and penniless after the Great Plague of London, young Desire Guildford turned pickpocket rather than sell lher body on the streets. But she picked the wrong pocket when she stole from highwayman Morgan Trechard. Morgan returned for his valuables..and for the greeneyed beauty who had dared to best him.
This book was nearly everything I could have hoped for in a historical romance novel. Set in Restoration England, the action starts up shortly after the Black Plague of 1665 has disipated and ends in the aftermath of the 1666 Great London Fire. Usually I'm not too worried about the historical details in historical romances, but Haviland weaves love and facts together in a very readable (although slightly obtrusive) way. At first I worried that all the attention to historical detail would get in the way of the story, but eventually it just faded into the background and helped me paint a clearer picture of the setting.
The story hits on all the major conventions of the genre. Our heroine is named Desire. She's a beautiful young virgin with raven hair, milky white skin and eyes a unique shade of green, from a respectable family, but she's fallen on hard times every since her parents died in the plague, and is now reduced to thievery.
Our hero is first man whose pocket she attempts to pick. He happens to be a highwayman, but is secretly the rightful heir to a country estate that was given to someone else in the early days of the Restoration while he was still hiding overseas. And while he may be a criminal he's still a decent man who takes care of the important people in his life, including a family servant who's been with him since he was a boy.
Plot Summary mostly for my own benefit. Nothing but spoilers fo all kinds behind this cut:
All in all, it's been awhile since I've read a long historical romance like this, and if they were all this good, I think I would read more of them. If you like your historicals full of drama and sex scenes, and don't mind a little extra attention to historical details, then this one is right up your alley.