Genre: Adult Fiction (Historical Romance)
Date Published: September 28, 2017
Publisher: Self
A pursuit is underway…
From the hallowed halls of London’s Almack’s to the unkempt taverns of Drury Lane, from whispered words in glittering theatres to seductive kisses at Vauxhall Gardens – an earl must pursue his lady.
Propriety be damned. Anything is allowed. But for success, the Earl of Kelmarsh may have to enact the Rules of the Rogue…
A resolute lady.
Miss Sophie Beckford escaped to Ireland after her almost betrothed broke her heart. Now a year later, she’s back in London – stronger, better attired, armed with her cousin and determined not to fall for the blackguard’s wiles again.
A desperate gentleman.
What’s an earl to do when his almost betrothed refuses to speak to him, hear him out or even look at him after a misunderstanding of gargantuan proportions?
With dubious assistance from a roguish marquess, a strait-laced duke, and even the occasional poet and famous actor throwing in their sixpence, the earl will try any ruse, any rule in the book to recapture Sophie’s heart.
Failure is not an option.
A sensual Regency romance with warmth and wit.
An Earl in Wolf's Clothing is the first book in the Rules of the Rogue series by Emily Windsor. I enjoyed this story quite a bit. The title was fitting, and the chapter titles added a little bit of fun too. Sophie is a smart cookie, and she's not going to take crap from Bram. So, though her heart is broken, she's not going to just roll over and forgive him. Plus, she doesn't know the whole story. Poor Bram was a victim of his circumstances, but his road to forgiveness was pretty entertaining. Especially since his buddies kept trying to help. I loved all of these characters, even the supporting characters, like Sophie's cousin, Aideen. She's even feistier than Sophie. I can't wait to read her story! This was a fun book, and I'm looking forward to more from this series and this author.
Emily grew up in the north of England on a diet of historical romance and classical mythology.
Unfortunately, you couldn’t study Georgian slang or the Regency London Season, so she did the next best thing and gained a degree in Classics and History instead. This ‘led’ to an eight-year stint in engineering.
Having left city life, she now lives in a dilapidated farmhouse in the country where her days are spent writing, fixing the leaky roof, battling the endless vegetation and finding pictures of well-tied cravats.
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