Blog Tour: Dearest Rouge by Elizabeth Hoyt Review and Giveaway

Posted May 26, 2015 by Emily in Blog Tour, Book Review, New Releases / 0 Comments

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Blog Tour: Dearest Rouge by Elizabeth Hoyt Review and GiveawayDearest Rogue by Elizabeth Hoyt
Series: Maiden Lane #8
Published by Grand Central Publishing on May 26th 2015
Genres: Fiction, Georgian, Historical, Romance
Pages: 352
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Lady Phoebe Batten is pretty, vivacious, and yearning for a social life befitting the sister of a powerful duke. But because she is almost completely blind, her overprotective brother insists that she have an armed bodyguard by her side at all times-the very irritating Captain Trevillion.


Captain James Trevillion is proud, brooding, and cursed with a leg injury from his service in the King's dragoons. Yet he can still shoot and ride like the devil, so watching over the distracting Lady Phoebe should be no problem at all-until she's targeted by kidnappers.


Caught in a deadly web of deceit, James must risk life and limb to save his charge from the lowest of cads-one who would force Lady Phoebe into a loveless marriage. But while they're confined to close quarters for her safekeeping, Phoebe begins to see the tender man beneath the soldier's hard exterior . . . and the possibility of a life-and love-she never imagined possible.

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Also in this series: Sweetest Scoundrel
Also by this author: Sweetest Scoundrel


My Thoughts:

Dearest Rogue is the eighth novel in author Elizabeth Hoyt’s Georgian-era Maiden Lane series – and it now has the distinction of being my favorite installment. This enchanting book has everything one could ask for in a romance novel – heck, any novel – mystery, suspense, adventure, love, lust, character growth and overcoming adversity. Yep, it really is that good.

Lady Phoebe Batten and Captain James Trevillion both made appearances in earlier Maiden Lane books and it was fascinating to track their characters’ progressions. Phoebe progressed from a young lady with deteriorating vision to a completely blind, yet thoroughly independent-minded woman;  Trevillion went from a captain in His Majesty’s Dragoons upholding the law on the streets of St. Giles to an exasperated bodyguard with a permanent limp, serving as both Phoebe’s eyes and her protector.   Dearest Rogue does work well as stand alone novel, as Phoebe and James are well developed characters whose tale feels complete even without having read the preceding books. I did find their banter and evolving relationship were enhanced by having been exposed to each earlier. I was honestly quite excited to read the tale of how these two different people found love with each other.

As the sister of a wealthy and powerful duke Lady Phoebe would be in need of protection, add to that the fact she is blind, it only increased her vulnerability – much to her dismay. Poor Captain James Trevillion is torn between his desire to cede to Phoebe’s need for independence (a trait he reluctantly finds very appealing) and his own need to keep her safe – not only because it is his duty, but for his own peace of mind. While Phoebe has harangued against the ever-present protection, James has been slowly falling for her, despite the differences in their social standing and his crippling injury. Phoebe learns to lean on James, as her protector, friend and much more. Circumstances conspire to force James and Phoebe into close and intimate proximately and their slow burning attraction takes flame.

For all the excitement of the underlying mystery and adventure in this book, the true star for me was the heartwarming and utterly touching tale of two lonely people finding hope and happiness where they never thought to look, a truly beautiful tale.

Translation: READ THIS BOOK (you won’t be sorry) 🙂

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An Excerpt from Dearest Rogue:*

* I dare you not to fall in love with these two mismatched but perfect for each other fools

He cleared his throat. “Malcolm MacLeish is young and handsome—”

“A fat lot of good that does me, since I can’t see him.”

“— a gentleman of high spirits and quick wit and seemingly smitten with you as well.”

There was a silence.

“Smitten,” Phoebe said at last. “Smit-ten. The word sounds like a skin disease if you think about it too much.”

“He smiles every time he sees you,” he murmured quietly. Was he jealous?

“I smile every time I smell cherry pie.”

“You’re being ridiculous,” Trevillion said disapprovingly. “I don’t see why you’ve rejected him out of hand.”

“You sound like a querulous old aunt, scolding children for running through the house.”

“I am older than you,” he replied stiffly, “as I’ve pointed out on numerous occasions.”

A terrible thought struck her. “Are you shoving me at Mr. MacLeish because I kissed you?”


“It was my very first kiss, you ought to know,” she said very rapidly, because sometimes it was just better to say the embarrassing thing and get it over with. “I’m sure I’ll improve with practice. In fact, I’m sure of it. Almost everything improves with practice, don’t you think? And really, if I had a just a bit of help from your end next time—”

“I am not kissing you,” he said with the awful finality of a judge pronouncing a death sentence.

“Why not?”

“You know very well why not.”

“Nooo,” she said slowly, thinking it over. “No, I can’t say that I do, really. I mean I know why you think we oughtn’t kiss again: you’re as old as the Thames, you’re below me in rank, I’m too young and frivolous, and you much too serious, et cetera, et cetera, and et cetera, but frankly I don’t have any reasons not to kiss you.” She stopped for breath and to think and amended her statement. “Unless, of course, you’re either (a) a murderer running from the law or (b) hiding a secret wife. Are you?”

“I . . . what?”

“Are you,” she repeated patiently, “either a murderer running from the law or hiding a secret wife?”

“You know I’m not,” he said with impatience. It was a good thing she was so stubborn, because that tone might have put off many another young girl. “Phoebe—”

“So then there’s no reason at all not to kiss me again.” She folded her hands in her lap and smiled.

About author Elizabeth Hoyt:

Author Elizabeth HoytElizabeth Hoyt is the New York Times bestselling author of over seventeen lush historical romances including the Maiden Lane series. Publishers Weeklyhas called her writing “mesmerizing.” She also pens deliciously fun contemporary romances under the name Julia Harper. Elizabeth lives in Minneapolis, Minnesota, with three untrained dogs, a garden in constant need of weeding, and the long-suffering Mr. Hoyt.

The winters in Minnesota have been known to be long and cold and Elizabeth is always thrilled to receive reader mail. You can write to her at: P.O. Box 19495, Minneapolis, MN  55419 or email her

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