#NewRelease ~ When the Scoundrel Sins (Capturing the Carlisles #2) by Anna Harrington ~ #4Stars #Excerpt @AHarrington2875 @ForeverRomance

Posted August 29, 2017 by Cyndi Becker in 2017, 4 stars, Blog Tour, Cyndi, New Release, Our Review, Regency Romance / 0 Comments

#NewRelease ~ When the Scoundrel Sins (Capturing the Carlisles #2) by Anna Harrington ~ #4Stars #Excerpt @AHarrington2875 @ForeverRomanceWhen the Scoundrel Sins by Anna Harrington
Series: Capturing the Carlisles, #2
Published by Forever on August 29th 2017
Genres: Regency Romance
Pages: 352

I received this book for free from in exchange for an honest review. This does not affect my opinion of the book or the content of my review.



Annabelle Green needs a husband-and quickly. To inherit the only home she's ever known, she must be married by her twenty-fifth birthday. But finding a suitor has been next to impossible after a reckless rogue named Quinton Carlisle seduced her into a scandalous midnight tryst. Her reputation in ruins, Belle now needs a rather large favor. And she knows just who to turn to . . .

Quinn can hardly believe that the shy bookish girl he teased as a child has grown into such a brazen beauty. The very idea of marrying Belle to right the wrongs of his past is downright shocking . . . and deliciously tempting. Too bad marriage, convenient or otherwise, is the last thing Quinn wants. He'll help Belle find a husband and be on his way. But if he can't control his attraction to the bride-to-be, this marriage could go up in flames-of wicked desire.

When the Scoundrel Sins (Capturing the Carlisles, #2)When the Scoundrel Sins by Anna Harrington
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

The second in the Carlisle series, When The Scoundrel Sins is the story of the youngest of the Carlisle men, Quinton, and Annabelle Green, a young lady under the protection of his aunt. Sadly this just didn’t pack the punch for me that If The Duke Demands did and it failed it pull me in as deeply as I had expected.

While I liked the characters well enough, the story-line dragged out a bit. Annabelle or “bluebell” is a great heroine, smart and spunky and not ashamed of being labeled a “blue stocking” (book worm). Circumstances have left her with the stipulation to marry by her twenty-fifth birthday in order to inherit the home she lives in and loves. With no good prospects in site, Robert and Quinton Carlisle are asked to step in to help vet the prospects.

It all plays out well enough but I never warmed to Quinton. He has his own goal in life and is set to strike out on his own in America. As the two begin working together on finding her a proper husband they develop a deeper bond. You can see where this is going…

It’s a sweet Regency romance and a quick read. Quinton slowly transforms from his role as a rake and redeems himself in “Bluebells” eyes and she finally gets the happiness she deserves.

~Review by Cyndi


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“You look much more like your father now,” she commented, nervously licking her suddenly dry lips but only serving to draw his attention to her mouth. Which made her even more nervous, so nervous that she couldn’t stop the trembling of her fingertips as they wrapped into the skirt of her night rail. “But you’re still a troublemaker.”

A faint smile played at his mouth. “And you’re still a bluestocking,” he countered. Unintentionally simmering a slow heat low in her belly, he reached up to tuck a stray curl behind her ear. “Still retreating to the sanctuary of your library.”

“Because books are usually more pleasant than most people,” she answered, swallowing hard when he trailed his fingers down the side of her neck. She forced out, not at all as firmly as she’d hoped beneath the soft touch of his fingers,

“And more trustworthy.”

Ignoring that jab, he slid his hand lower to let his fingers play at the edge of her shawl. “Yet there are things that people can do that books can’t.” His fingers tugged gently at the shawl and pulled it down her shoulder to reveal the scooped neck of the nightdress beneath. His gaze flicked to the small patch of revealed skin at the base of her throat, then back to her eyes. “All kinds of interesting things.”

She should stop him, swat his hand away, shove him back—but she couldn’t bring herself to do it. Just as she couldn’t hold back the hot shiver that swept through her or the gooseflesh that formed on her skin. His touch was proving to be as equally intoxicating now as that night six years ago.

“Then I have no interest in learning them,” she countered, although from the way her blood hummed, her body was very interested.

Madness—that after what he’d done to her, she could ever want to be in his arms again. Yet she desired just that, although that could never happen. Kissing him once had ruined her reputation. Kissing him again might destroy her entire future.

She thrust her chin into the air. “I know of your reputation.”

“Thank you,” he half purred.

His finger hooked beneath the wide shoulder strap of her sleeveless nightgown and slid it slowly down her arm. But this time, with a stretch of bare shoulder revealed to his eyes, he didn’t bother feigning propriety by looking away and instead flamed a prickling heat beneath her skin everywhere he gazed.

She pulled in a deep breath to steady herself. Oh, why did she always go light-headed when she was alone with him?

“That was not meant as a compliment.”

“Wasn’t it?”

About Anna Harrington

Anna Harrington fell in love with historical romances--and all those dashing Regency heroes--while living in London, where she studied literature and theatre. She loves to travel, fly airplanes, and hike, and when she isn't busy writing her next novel, she loves fussing over her roses in her garden.



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