Translate

Showing posts with label Julie Anne Long. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Julie Anne Long. Show all posts

Tuesday, September 29, 2015

BOOK BLAST: The Legend of Lyon Redmond by Julie Anne Long



BLURB
Bound by centuries of bad blood, England’s two most powerful families maintain a veneer of civility...until the heir to the staggering Redmond fortune disappears, reviving rumors of an ancient curse: a Redmond and an Eversea are destined to fall disastrously in love once per generation.
An enduring legend
Rumor has it she broke Lyon Redmond’s heart. But while many a man has since wooed the dazzling Olivia Eversea, none has ever won her—which is why jaws drop when she suddenly accepts a viscount’s proposal. Now London waits with bated breath for the wedding of a decade…and wagers on the return of an heir.
An eternal love
 It was instant and irresistible, forbidden...and unforgettable. And Lyon—now a driven, dangerous, infinitely devastating man—decides it’s time for a reckoning. As the day of her wedding races toward them, Lyon and Olivia will decide whether their love is a curse destined to tear their families apart...or the stuff of which legends are made.
Goodreads Link: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/24392720-the-legend-of-lyon-redmond?ac=1

Goodreads Series Link: https://www.goodreads.com/series/45155-pennyroyal-green



MY REVIEW

I have been reading books by Julie Anne Long since she first published and I have loved them all. The Pennyroyal Green series however has captured my heart from the first book. Well more like the town of Pennyroyal Green, you see it is first mentioned in Julie’s book Beauty and the Spy. I was very excited when Julie created an entire world and characters that are not only relatable but pull at our hearts and make us laugh. This is the book I have been waiting for and dreading at the same time. I was dying to know what happened between Lyon and Olivia but I knew it would be a goodbye as well.
                Lyon Redmond has been a name whispered in the company of Olivia Eversea for so many years that she has come to expect it. When she decides to finally move on with her life and marry a man that loves her, she is surprised at the memories that assailed her mind. Memories of Lyon and how much she’d loved and admired him. Her regrets, her what ifs, they all need answers even if she refuses to admit it.  
                Lyon Redmond has been on a mission, that must come to an end when he hears those three frightful words: She’s getting married. With a plan set in motion and help in unlikely places Lyon sets out one last time. He needs to know if Olivia still loves him, his she can forgive him, and if there is still any chance for them to be together.
                This book was beautifully written giving the faithful readers everything we have wondered about for so long. Answers are revealed and there is even a new song that could rival Colin’s. You truly hope that Olivia and Lyon will end up together but when you factor in the man that she is supposed to marry… It truly is a mystery until she says I DO. I encourage you to read this entire series if you have not and if you have, get ready for a fantastic read! You will laugh out loud, your heart will ach, your brain will start thinking of other books and how Lyon might have played a part. Julie Anne tied up the story with a beautiful bow. The only question left is in the last chapter, will there be a spin off??
                I hope you all evjoy this book as much as I did, I give it 10 stars

He’d last seen Pennyroyal Green in the dead of night almost five years ago. His trajectory since then had been as swift and mindless as if he’d been shot from a cannon. And it wasn’t just because of what Olivia had said to him in the garden after midnight, in the pouring rain. Though after she’d said what she’d said, for a time he’d stopped caring what became of him.
No, that fuse had been lit for longer than anyone knew.
No one from Sussex had seen him since.
Though one had certainly tried. He half smiled at the thought of Violet.
And it was this that had broken the speed of his trajectory.
And he’d had his own methods for remaining, however tangentially, informed about the lives of those he’d left behind. He’d proved something over the past five years. He’d at first thought it was all for Olivia. But he was no longer certain. He’d tried to purge his life of her, relinquishing even her miniature.
Clearly it hadn’t worked.
But what no one knew, not even his crew, was that this was his final voyage. He’d risked this trip into London to track down the source of a little mystery that could devastate Olivia and her family.
He now had his answer.
He was, strangely, not surprised by it.
But he hadn’t been prepared to make a decision about what to do next so soon.
Oh, Liv, he thought.
Suddenly it hurt to breathe. Fragments of memories rushed at him, each distinct as stained glass.
Olivia walking along the road to the Duffys’ house, then breaking into a run when she saw him waiting beneath the elm tree, her face lighting like a star. As if even a second away from him was wasted.
That was the memory that always came to him in his darkest moments.
And now she was giving herself to another man.
His fingers curled on a surge of emotion. But he stopped just short of giving the message the crushing it deserved.
She. If Lavay had indeed written that word, he might have seen her, or even talked to her, or …
He couldn’t do it.
He couldn’t bloody do it.
And this is what decided him.
He tucked the message into his coat. “You can go, Ramsey,” he said. “Thank you.”
The footman spun and nearly bolted, silver braid glinting in the sun.
Lyon turned to face all the expectant faces of his crew.
“And we,” he told them, “are staying in England.”
It was time for a reckoning.

Buy Links:  Amazon | B & N | iTunes | Kobo


Author Info
Julie Anne Long originally set out to be a rock star when she grew up, and she has the guitars and the questionable wardrobe stuffed in the back of her closet t prove it. When playing to indifferent crowds at midnight in dank clubs lost its, ahem, charm, she realized she could incorporate all of the best things about being in a band—namely, drama, passion and men with unruly hair—into novels, while at the same time indulging her love of history and research. So she made the move from guitar to keyboard (the computer variety) and embarked on a considerably more civilized, if not much more peaceful, career as a novelist.
Julie lives in the San Francisco Bay Area with a fat orange cat. (Little known fact: they issue you a cat the minute you become a romance novelist.)






Sunday, March 29, 2015

IT STARTED WITH A SCANDAL by JULIE ANNE LONG


 
BLURB:
Lord Philippe Lavay once took to the high seas armed with charm as lethal as his sword and a stone-cold conviction: he’ll restore his family’s fortune and honor, no matter the cost. Victory is at last within reach—when a brutal attack snatches it from his grasp and lands him in Pennyroyal Green.

An afternoon of bliss brings a cascade of consequences for Elise Fountain. Shunned by her family and ousted from a job she loves, survival means a plummet down the social ladder to a position no woman has yet been able to keep: housekeeper to a frighteningly formidable prince.

The bold and gentle Elise sees past his battered body into Philippe’s barricaded heart . . . and her innate sensuality ignites his blood. Now a man who thought he could never love and a woman who thought she would never again trust must fight an incendiary passion that could be the ruin of them both.
 
MY REVIEW:
 
I have been a fan of Julie Anne Long (JAL) since she wrote Beauty and the Spy. I read that one and backtracked to her first two, she is that kind of writer. The kind that sucks you into her world and you don’t want to leave. With each new book, she writes you get to come back to Pennyroyal Green where our friends live. For me it’s like seeing family and I am one of them retuning to check and see who is pregnant and how the children are doing. Oh and making sure the Redmond’s and Eversea’s have not killed each other just yet. This newest addition to the town did not disappoint in the least!
We all should remember Lord Levey from Violet Redmond’s adventure to find her brother but found love. Levey was a man I wanted to know more about and made me laugh. He had/has great loyalty and goals for his life that get thrown off because by an attack. Levey is almost killed and in the telling he makes it sound as though it’s any anther day, for him it is. He is forced to stay in Pennyroyal Green to recover but can’t find good servants. 
Elise let her guard down once and swore to be much more careful in the future. Scandal follower her in whispers and looks. She holds her head high and refuses to let go of the one chance she has at survival. Lord Levey is a challenge though, and so are the servants she has to get into shape as the new housekeeper. The house is coated in dirt, fires are not lit, things are being stolen, and it is Elise’s job to get everything to rights with in a fortnight or she is out of luck and a job… 
One challenge and surprise for both of them is the desire that flares every time they are around one another. Levey needs to marry for money and Elise has none. Elise is determined not to make the same mistake twice, but when LOVE is involved sometimes, you need to let go of pre-conceived ideas.
Julie did a fantastic job with this book, I loved it from start to finish and everything in between. If you have not read any of this series, it can be read alone but I don’t recommend it. This is a series that should be read all of and trust me you will be hooked!
 
IT STARTED WITH A SCANDAL CHAPTER ONE PART THREE
 
Philippe glanced up in time to see Mrs. Fountain take a quick little extra step at the doorway of his chamber as she departed.
            It looked suspiciously like the beginning of a...frolic.
            He frowned.
            God, how the little details of the running of a household bored him. Odd, when the details involved in running a ship were so very similar and he relished those.  It was just that one was a job for a man, and one was a job for a woman.
            Her doubted Mrs. Fountain was that woman.
            Why should she succeed when three others had already failed? He'd sacked two of them and the third had fled.
            He of course already knew certain things about her—the things the worthy Mrs. Winthrop had chosen to divulge, anyhow—that she was capable of the job, at the very least—and the fact that the quality of her character had allegedly been endorsed by the Redmonds. His closest friend, the Earl of Ardmay, happened to be married to a member of that esteemed family
            If there was any advantage to all of the people and events that had led to his convalescent exile in Pennyroyal Green, Sussex, England—cutthroats and kings, seductions and beheadings, exquisite pleasure and excruciating pain, sword fights, gun fights, pirate fights, the utter destruction of his way of life until all that was left of him was the stony-cold, ruthless determination to restore it—it was that he could read people as fluently and swiftly as he read five languages. Questions were merely a way to distract his subject while he quietly summed them up..
            Mrs. Fountain's posture, her diction, her ability to look him in the eye and string together formal, persuasive English sentences, to use a word like “politics”...all of it betrayed more breeding than the usual housekeeper possessed. She was proud. Proud  people often did excellent work; proud people often thought they were above their work. Proud people would find it difficult ot use the servant's stairs. His intuition told him she had a temper.
            And she blushed and pet the furniture, as if she'd never seen velvet before.
            Mrs. Fountain, was also, he suspected, a trifle desperate.
            He knew a bit about desperation.
            But whilst she spoke, a spiral of glossy black hair had escaped from its bondage of hairpins and settled against her temple like a treble clef. She didn't seem to be aware of it. It was so at odds with her precise speech and rigid spine that his mind had blanked and he'd almost forgotten what he was about to say. He'd almost forgotten to even think.
            He sighed. He'd unnerved her. It didn't matter. She would doubtless be gone within a fortnight, and hopefully the desperate Mrs. Fountain wouldn't take the rest f his silver with her.
            Charm had begun to seem superfluous in light of other urgencies. Certainly it had been no defense against the band of cutthroats who'd attacked him in London and left him with a lot less blood, a little less money, few more scars, and in debt to the last person on earth to whom he wished to owe his life.
            And he always, without fail, honored his debts.
            He stood again, slowly, stiffly and turned toward the window.
            The rain had ceased, and the sun was beginning to drop, and the sky was blushing.
            Pink had rushed into Mrs. Fountain's cheeks when he'd told her she could have the job. It had been rather like the sun rising to illuminate a delicate landscape. He'd ducked his head, feigning distraction, to spare her dignity.
            But not before he'd noticed a tiny impression, a dimple, in her chin. He'd imagined pressing the tip of his finger into it, just so.
            Perhaps further indication that he was right to ease up on his laudanum.
 
 
About JULIE ANNE LONG
USA Today bestselling author JULIE ANNE LONG originally set out to be a rock star when she grew up (and she has the guitars and fringed clothing stuffed in the back of her closet to prove it), but writing was always her first love. Since hanging up her guitar for the computer keyboard, her books frequently top reader and critic polls and have been nominated for numerous awards, including the Rita, Romantic Times Reviewer’s Choice, and The Quills, and reviewers have been known to use words like “dazzling,” “brilliant,” and “impossible to put down” when describing them. Julie lives in Northern California.

Visit Julie at http://www.julieannelong.com,
http://www.facebook.com/AuthorJulieAnneLong, or twitter.com/JulieAnneLong
 

 
Where to buy IT STARTED WITH A SCANDAL