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England, 'The bluest of blood; the boldest of hearts; the de Montforte brothers will take your breath away.' The powerful and manipulative Duke of. conclusion to Danelle Harmon's critically acclaimed de Montforte Brothers series! Available ebook formats: epub mobi pdf rtf lrf pdb txt html. Read "The Wicked One" by Danelle Harmon available from Rakuten Kobo. Sign up today and get $5 off your first download. When the powerful Lucien de.


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They set things in motion and then just sat back. Not only that, but they prioritised their revenge over trying to help their little sister. To me they came across as whinging, selfish, self-righteous prats. They also showed no remorse or even a little bit of contriteness that their manipulations lead to the physical injury of Lucian, his wife's near death and the loss of Lucian's baby.

Instead we end up with a book where the H takes the blame for everything and the supposedly good and kind sibling comes out with: He looked at his two siblings. His family is what dropped my rating from what was looking to be a guaranteed 5 star book to 4.

What made this a 3 star book, was how the h suddenly changed from such a cool headed, poised, intelligent and capable person to an irrational, clueless and unbalanced shrew. She turned up in England with the purpose of exacting revenge on Lucien, but didn't even seem to have any idea on what that revenge was, was supposedly a wealthy and highly independent spy, but found the need to depend on the hospitality and generosity of Lucian's brother, confided with people she did not know and who did not like her and then promptly let herself be easily manipulated by everyone.

Lucien is just the kind of hero I adore. Dangerous, intelligent and in control. He learned from his mistakes changed and grew into a better person, yet still retained all the characteristics that made him the alpha hero I love. Eva was self-confident, independent, very adept and for the most part unflappable and intelligent.

She was the perfect match for Lucien and their interactions were filled with sexual tension and tussles for control. The story was filled with action, the sex scenes were pretty hot and the ending was suitably satisfactory.

View 2 comments. I loved Lucien in the previous books for all his bossy machinations. I was able to take him seriously which I often have difficulty doing with the heroes of this period and their powdered hair and big shoe buckles and bright satin breeches and he just appealed to my love of the rational and the loyal and a good sense of humor.

I even liked Eva, and I thought we saw the best character growth in her out of all the females in When I started The Wicked One, I was prepared for it to be my favorite. I even liked Eva, and I thought we saw the best character growth in her out of all the females in this series. I especially liked that she was kind of a badadass and that she had a temper that she knew enough to regret but still couldn't quite control.

I think what did it was how much of this book is about his physical attraction to Eva and how early the sex started. I know I'm the weirdest romance fan out there, but I often find myself wanting to skim any intimate scenes because They just aren't my favorite.

And so much of this book felt like it was about sex. This is where my issue with how short these books are comes into play.

Most of Lucien's story felt tied up in the bedroom, but this book also tells Nerissa and Perry's story in the background, and that plot could have been tied back into Lucien much better than it was. The ending of this book was exciting and a lot of fun. And, really, if we'd had about more pages this book could have been four stars.

I'd have had time to ENJOY Lucien and find out more about his brain rather then being told so much, which is what it felt like to me. This book is probably more of a 2. This review has been hidden because it contains spoilers.

To view it, click here. I was quite curious about this one because of the hints from the previous book: The Defiant One. The hinted angst was quite appealing too. Who doesn't feel a bit forgiving to a desperate, well-meaning Oldest brother who had time against him? He may be manipulative and high-handed, but his background, recurring dreams, and the results of his machinations thus far really helped the reader symphatize or forgive him.

That being said, there were 2 things about the book that lead to my lower rating. H I was quite curious about this one because of the hints from the previous book: His siblings never understood his obsessive desire to get them married and happy asap.

I would have wanted them to know why. While Eva's background certainly makes her mistrust understandable, and her reckless and rebellious actions that stormy night also understandable given said mistrust and her human foibles, I have trouble getting over said reckless behavior.

Even if the end result is to provide something so tragic and big that both characters MUST take note and learn from their ways, I find her behavior appalling. I might have been more lenient if she did not do 2 reckless acts after another. The first one was bad enough. To not recognize how damaging her 1st act was and commit the 2nd act motivated by her own arrogance and superiority complex while knowing she's pregnant just made me dislike her very much.

If the motive for 2nd act was at least well-meaning, maybe I would not have loathed her since. What an explosive finish for an outstanding series. This had it all, drama, suspense and most of all, romance. I thoroughly enjoyed The Wicked One.

The passion between Lucien and Eva ignited the pages. The ending was so powerfully written that I felt as if I was right in the middle of all the action. I highly recommend this book and the entire series. A little "roll your eyes" dramatic at times. This was the last book in the series. I still have to read the first three. I probably will. Sabrina Jeffries recommended this series. She retrieved the real aphrodisiac potion from Lucien's safe and securely tucked it in her valise, while displaying the fake potion on the bedside table.

She orders him to test the aphrodisiac on himself; he smiles, closes the door, and starts getting undressed. Eva, who distrusts and dislikes all men due to her experiences with her serial 3. Eva, who distrusts and dislikes all men due to her experiences with her serial cheating father and late husband, stops the foreplay and bests Lucien by escaping back to Paris right after she blasts the fake potion.

By doing this, she allows Lucien to believe that the real aphrodisiac has been destroyed. In the meantime, the forever manipulating, scheming Duke has made his sister Narrissa and her relationship with Perry, the Earl of Brookhampton, his latest project. He comes up with a scheme that involves sending Perry off to Spain, believing the distance will make Perry's heart grow fonder.

Unfortunately, the ship Perry took a passage on was the attacked and sunk by an American privateer off the port of Calais and the unconscious Perry became a prisoner in France.

Lucien travels to Paris to find information about Perry, seeking Eva's help. Because she has French connections and is an American, she can confirm Perry's fate. He also wants to finish what they started in his bedchamber. He gets Eva to agree with helping him, but Eva has her own agenda. She wants to test the potion, but in this new cat and mouse game Lucien bests Eva. The Wicked One is full of adventure. Eva and Lucien both are very human and carry a lot of emotional baggage, insecurities and control issues that they have to overcome.

Eva is a perfect match for Lucien: Just like the previous books in the series, there are events and social trappings that are out of character for the setting Georgian time and the author once again takes liberties in using occasional modern words in a historical era romance novel. View 1 comment. I don't think I can take anymore. This series started off ok even though Garreth was an idiot in general, Juliette saved it for me. It started going donwhill for me in book 2 when Charles was a pansy instead of a dealing with his problems like a man Amy saved that one.

He whined and carried on just because he was no longer 'perfect'. I sunk even lower in book 3 when Andrew turned out to be The Childish One vs.

The Defiant one No Save from anyne. I loved Lucien from books so I was hoping I don't think I can take anymore. I loved Lucien from books so I was hoping his story would redeem my disappointment; alas I am not to be indulged.

The first problem I have with this book is with EVA. If she were a side character I could swat her off like an irritating pest and finish without a thought.

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LOVE for his family. They in turn meddle for revenge and to be spiteful. Then theres my dear, dear Lucien who was a shell of himself in this book. I was hoping this author was a keeper but I am not sure i'll ever read anything else of hers. I dislike leaving a book in a series unread especially the ending but based off my feelings after listening to 3hrs and skimming over the reviews of what is to come I am going to bow out for now. Maybe I'll finish one day but it won't be today.

If I could issue 0 stars I would, not only for the horrible heroin and ungrateful family but for ruining Lucien's character and what should have been his HEA. Jun 03, Tam B. The final book in the series about the de Monteforte brothers. We open with Lucien facing Eva down the barrel of a gun in his chambers. He has really met his match. Eva is intelligent, beautiful and dangerous. Could there be a more perfect woman for Lucien, Duke of Blackheath?

Their entanglements are over possession Andrew's aphrodisiac and are delicious to read. Eva fascinates Lucien because she is dangerous and can get the better of him. She doesn't need him for anything and challenges him at e The final book in the series about the de Monteforte brothers. She doesn't need him for anything and challenges him at every turn. If it were in a modern day setting you would be picturing Bond and a very sexy, deadly, enemy agent.

However unlike Bond , the book and the characters must progress. Lucien's latest attempt at manipulating has backfired.

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Sending his sister's beau to Spain to miss her has resulted in the ship he was on being attacked and it is unknown if he is alive or dead. Worse, his sister has discovered that it was his manipulating that created this situation. His family gathers to deal with him and they do. Lucien finds himself married to a very reluctant Eva.

Their relationship, always challenging becomes more and less. The two each have to trust before they can gain ground, something neither is wanting or willing to do. This is a wonderful book. The dynamic between the leads is beautifully written. Their relationship, given it's context, is realistic and the twists and turns it takes equally so.

I thoroughly enjoyed it. As the finale in the series, this book doesn't disappoint. Vikki's Musings What an outstanding end to this remarkable series! Lucien, the Duke of Blackheath has met his match in Eva de la Mouriere. She is the only woman who can bring this arrogant and manipulate duke to his knees, and she does this repeatedly from the first page to the last. While Eva took a while for me to warm up to her character, by the end of the book, I grew to love her. She is a mix of cynical woman—betrayed by her father at a tender age, and then later betrayed by her first husband Vikki's Musings What an outstanding end to this remarkable series!

She is a mix of cynical woman—betrayed by her father at a tender age, and then later betrayed by her first husband—and innocence at the same time, especially in sexual matters. Her character is complex to say the least and marvelously entertaining. Now his voice for the duke is perfect in this one, his tone shows the arrogance and controlling man with all his faults. I love the depth of emotion she is able to put in her books. I will definitely read future romances by her. If you are looking for a series that will hold your imagination from the first book to the last, then you will not want to miss out on this marvelous, well-written series.

Happy reading! I had SUCH high hopes. On the surface, Lucien and Eva were exactly the kinds of hero and heroine I adore. Then toward the end there was this huge action plot that I maybe should have slowed down a bit for, but by then I just wanted to f I had SUCH high hopes. Then toward the end there was this huge action plot that I maybe should have slowed down a bit for, but by then I just wanted to finish the damned book, because I was so irritated by how this sexy duke had turned out to be a whiny little emo boy and so tired of listening to Eva talk about how she hates all men, but OMG the duke was showing her that she was wrong.

So all this swashbuckling happens and there's a dramatic rescue. And then everyone sings Kumbaya around the campfire. The End. I have said a lot of amazing things about this author and this series. This series could not have ended on a better note.

In my own imagination, I wouldn't hesitate to know which brother I would pick in a heartbeat. The Wicked One is everything that just defines sexy. Lucien may appear to be a total control freak when it comes to handling everyone's business including his own, but he does it out of complete and utter love for his family. His love knows no bounds and for those lucky enough to be I have said a lot of amazing things about this author and this series.

His love knows no bounds and for those lucky enough to be in his circle of close friends and family get to see this love first hand. Yes, if I had to choose between the brothers, Lucien de Montforte would be my pick!

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Great way to end an amazing series. An amazing author with incredible talent. I am looking forward to reading even more of her work in the very near future. If I could only pick two words to describe this book it would be "I cried" You get the idea. This was a re-read for me and I had forgotten some of the details over the years but as soon as I started reading, it all came gushing back full force.

I remembered why it graced my Keeper Shelf. This book brought emotions out of me that came from my depths. Lucien and Eva both fight their demons before they come to find love and take If I could only pick two words to describe this book it would be "I cried" Lucien and Eva both fight their demons before they come to find love and take you on an adventure you won't soon forget.

For those of you who have read the previous book, The Defiant One,I say with a smile that Lucien gets his payback where a certain potion is concerned. I know it's silly to have a crush on a character from a book but it never stopped me with Fifty Shades and it certainly wont stop me now! Lucien is my favourite brother by far. He loves his brothers and makes it his aim to see them happy and settled, even if they think him wicked. Until he gets a taste of his own medicine when the sexy, sultry Eva challenges him.

Eva is just the right match for Lucien, the only one to put him in his place and in return romance happens!

I enjoyed this book, its characters, its story and its conclusion. Perfect end to a perfect series: Well now, I must admit this has not been my favorite in this series. I was anticipating Lucian's story and I expected more. It wasn't bad but it was rather dark and lacked the romance and playfulness of the previous books. It improved in the last part of the book with some excitement. I was glad to see Andrew come through. The narrator did a decent job with the exception of Eva's voice.

I didn't care for how he read her part - too breathless.

I am looking forward to seeing how the last sibling's Well now, I must admit this has not been my favorite in this series. I am looking forward to seeing how the last sibling's story goes.

Having read the first book in this series, I skipped to the final title because I was too impatient to read the intervening two titles and I really wanted to enjoy this book. The hero suddenly lost all the elements that made him interesting in the first book and turned into a wuss who messed up everything.

And really - she's pulling out swords and threatening violence and mayhem all through the book? And this is suppose Having read the first book in this series, I skipped to the final title because I was too impatient to read the intervening two titles and I really wanted to enjoy this book.

And this is supposedly set in the 19th century? Did work. I won't be reading anything else by this author. This was a nice ending to the series. Even though the heroine drove me mad thru most of the book, I still enjoyed it. She made me drop it a star. She certainly had reasons to distrust men but it just got tiresome after awhile. Her lashes lowered over dangerously glittering eyes, for he was deliberately baiting her, and she did not like being baited.

But he only turned his back on her and moved to stand before a full-length mirror, watching her in its reflection, gauging her reaction from over his shoulder as he slowly began to undo his stock.

Eva looked into the mirror and met that unflinching gaze.

So, Blackheath, will you make this difficult, or will you concede? The choice is yours. He lifted his head to undo the final knot beneath his chin. My dear lady, I should think my choice is obvious. The mirrored black gaze moved briefly over her breasts. Especially when one considers what life is apparently offering. What life is offering is a choice between this — she raised the bottle — and this — she tipped the gun, never changing its aim.

May I remind you, madam, that you just relinquished that advantage to me? Don't play games with me, Blackheath.

Your deviousness has cost me dearly, and I'm here to take my revenge. As he merely raised a brow in amusement, it was all she could do not to squeeze the trigger and kill him where he stood. She met his reflected gaze, glare for glare. It was a substitute. You gave them a clever substitute, and caused me to steal something that sickened and nearly killed the king of France.

She swallowed hard, trying to get a rein on her fury. You damn near destroyed my life. Do you not enjoy free will like the rest of us, madam? You made a fool of me, Blackheath, and I will see that you pay for it.

He shrugged. Ah, then, let that be a lesson to you. Highway robbery is, after all, a hanging offense. So is murdering an English peer, but I can assure you that I find it no deterrent.

Now get on with it and undress. Better yet, I think I'll have you simply unfasten your breeches, as I doubt this will take but a moment. His eyebrows rose. You heard me. My dear lady. His reflection smiled at her, but it was a patronizing, faintly indulgent gesture that made her want to sharpen her claws on his face. I can assure you that haste and pleasure do not make appropriate bedmates — his eyes were gleaming now above that slow, deliberate smile — if you'll pardon the expression.

Oh, no, Blackheath. I am here only to make sure that this time, I have possession of the real aphrodisiac, and that it does everything it is supposed to do. And what, my dear, is it supposed to do?

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Seduce you. The smile broadened. He stretched out his arm, and the stock, a white ribbon in the darkness, floated lazily down to join his waistcoat, still draped over the back of the chair. Ah, of course. Seduce me. The way he said the words — caressingly, almost invitingly, a velvet command — sent an unexpected arrow of heat through her blood that found its mark at the junction of her thighs. Her mouth went dry. Her pulse quickened. She had come here steal the aphrodisiac, to humiliate this man.

For a moment, her calculating eyes settled on the bare oval of skin at his throat, then roved down his torso, assessing him as men had assessed women throughout the ages and finding him blessed in form as well as face. But no. She would not respond to her body's carnal demands. She would not give Blackheath the satisfaction; let him want her, let him covet her, let him hate her, even — but he would never have her.

It was obvious he had other ideas. In the mirror, she could see his hands at his throat now, unbuttoning the collar of his shirt, chin raised and his eyes — black, compelling, heavy-lidded eyes — still watching her. There were promises in those eyes. A dangerous heat that made her own body respond in kind.

And now, as casually as if he were undressing before a wife instead of the one person in the world poised and more than willing to shoot him, he pulled his shirt free of his waistband, bunched its tails in his fists, and dragged the garment up and over his head.

Muscles in his back rippled, glowing tawny in the faint candlelight, skating over powerful shoulders. Lord, he was gorgeous. He stood watching her in the mirror, the shirt hooked over his forefinger. And now, my dear? Face me and drop the breeches, she snapped, wanting to humiliate him. Let's see if the rest of you measures up to what you've already bared. He merely smiled.

She shifted forward on the bed. Like it or not, Blackheath, you will imbibe this potion, and your body will prove whether or not it is the real aphrodisiac before I try it on someone far more important than you. In that case, I fear I don't quite see the point of this little. It whispered down over the chair, hung there a moment, and then slid to the floor in a pool of fine white lawn. Blackheath did not stoop to retrieve it. Nor did he bother to turn around, as though he did not respect the danger she presented.

His studied nonchalance stoked Eva's fury — even as it filled her with desire. What infuriating arrogance! What unbelievable egotism!

The mere sight of you, madam, and the knowledge that I will soon have you, is more than enough to arouse me. I ask you, what good is a love potion, and what does taking it prove, when a man already wants a woman? At her look of stony wrath, he merely gave a chiding smile.

Really, if it's a reaction you're looking for, I daresay you would be far better advised giving it to one of the statues downstairs.

Eva's smile faded. Her face went flat and hard.

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She began to swing her legs off the bed. Or, continued Blackheath, in that same calculatedly mocking tone, "taking a dose of it yourself. After all, you seem far less willing than I to indulge in a night of bedplay. Eva slid off the bed, came up behind him, and put the pistol to the base of his skull, her mouth two inches from the warm, deadly metal as she raised herself on tiptoe to hiss into his ear, Are you ready to get down to business?

It is your readiness, madam, that is in question. In the next instant, she found herself flat on her back and gasping for breath as she stared up at the hangings of his bed, her body crushed beneath the splendid weight of his, her arms pinned flat to the mattress over which he'd shoved her in that one lightning-fast movement that had knocked the wind from her lungs.

Stunned, she glared up at him, her heart pounding. He had bested her. He smiled down at her, but his eyes were not amused; they were glittering now, cold, deadly. His mouth lowered, and she flung her head to one side to avoid the sudden, seductive whisper of his lips against her cheek.

You know what they say about women who play with fire, he murmured.

I am not playing. How unfortunate. She quivered as his lips, so warm, so demanding, brushed over the curve of her jaw, igniting unwelcome fires, threatening her resolve. Ah, but it is. As the outcome is inevitable, why don't you relax and enjoy yourself? I cannot enjoy the attentions of a scoundrel who nearly ruined my life.

Why don't you just admit you switched that potion, Blackheath? It was necessary to keep it safe, you see. My brother Andrew is a bit of a.

I could not entrust something as valuable as the world's first proven aphrodisiac into his keeping — even if he did invent it. My intentions were only to fool him into thinking he was carrying home the genuine article. The fact that you were fooled as well, and your own no doubt treasonous plans sabotaged by my actions, was merely an unforseen boon.

When are you Yankees ever going to acknowledge that America is not a country, but a series of colonies? But he was crushing her, pinning her helplessly to the sheets, the mattress. She felt him pull the bottle from her fingers and place it on the bedside stand — out of reach, out of harm's way.

She could not move. Could not even get her knee up to crush his groin and destroy any and all chances of his ever siring the sixth duke. And now he had pulled back to gaze down at her, triumphant, the hunter admiring his kill before devouring it, one palm cupping the side of her face and forcing her to look up and into those magnetic black eyes.

Her breasts fired in response. She could feel the nipples, tight and hard, against her chemise, her stays, her gown. And she could feel his arousal pressing against her pelvis, even though breeches and skirts separated them.

Think, Eva. The pistol. She tried to raise her arm, but no, he was still one step ahead of her and had anticipated her movement. His fingers closed over her hand, gently forcing it back down to the sheets, the thumb teasing the sensitive inside of her wrist, rubbing gently, stroking, drawing little circles there until she was no longer trying to turn away, until the pistol, and her desire to empty it into him, were the furthest things from her mind.

Her fingers relaxed. The pistol slid from her grasp. So, madam, he murmured, dragging her hand up to his mouth and kissing each knuckle, one by one, as his dark gaze held hers from over the top of each.

Shall we get on with this. He was dipping his tongue between the base of each finger now, causing involuntary tremors to rake her body, causing her nipples to pucker and ache for wanting him.

Eva desperately sought the fury that would protect her — and found only helplessness. She glared up at him. Up into those black, black eyes. It was said that the eyes were the mirror of the soul, but Blackheath's soul was a well whose bottom was miles down. She could read nothing in those eyes. And then he brought her hand to his lips, pressed his mouth to her palm, and touched the point of his tongue to it.

Eva caught her breath. And what remained of her resolve. Don't break eye contact with him!

Don't let him know how your body is responding, and for God's sake, don't let him know how frightened that response is making you! But he knew. And she knew he knew, because now he was smiling in triumph, touching his fingers to the curve of her bottom lip, rubbing it, massaging it, and coaxing the response he wanted from her with a skill that had her very skin burning the clothes that lay, damply now, against it.

He was the master. He was the wolf. And this was a game of seduction, all right, but she was the one being seduced. The one who had been rendered helpless. She fought for control, but it fled her as he touched two fingertips to his tongue and brought them, wet now, back to her mouth, tracing the proud bow of her upper lip until Eva's gaze went glassy with desire.

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