A decade ago, the Marquess of Bourne was cast from society with nothing but his title. Now a partner in London’s most exclusive gaming hell, the cold, ruthless Bourne will do whatever it takes to regain his inheritance—including marrying perfect, proper Lady Penelope Marbury.
A broken engagement and years of disappointing courtships have left Penelope with little interest in a quiet, comfortable marriage, and a longing for something more. How lucky that her new husband has access to such unexplored pleasures.
Bourne may be a prince of London’s underworld, but he vows to keep Penelope untouched by its wickedness—a challenge indeed as the lady discovers her own desires, and her willingness to wager anything for them... even her heart.
A Rogue By Any Other Name (The Rules of Scoundrels #1) by Sarah MacLeanPublished February 28th 2012 by Avon
Rating: 2 Stars
Reviewed on May 23, 2015
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“She had accepted a marriage to a notorious scoundrel. But she would not be made a pawn. Not when he so tempted her to be a player.”
Okay, okay, I see you.
After discovering Penelope Marbury was once engaged to the Duke of Leighton from Eleven Scandals to Start to Win a Duke’s Heart, I am relieved she didn’t marry him because he was a total D-Bag who didn’t deserve her. Besides, I found the book dreadfully disappointing and too melodramatic.
Onto A Rogue by Any Other Name! If I thought the Duke of Leighton was a D-Bag, Bourne is even worse. This book made me angry— the good kind of angry, but there are many stupid kind of angry too— and I liked the barbs Bourne and Penelope threw back at each other.
The letters/correspondence were a nice touch.
My irks with the book:
1) Italicization and Punctuation
There were missing quotation marks everywhere. And this . . . Penelope’s mother is constantly emphasizing her words in her sentences because god knows it’s important to italicize a lot and irritate the hell out of me.
“How do you intend to do it? Ravish me here, in your empty house, and return me to my father’s home slightly worse for wear?”
“I don’t ravish women. At least, not without them asking very nicely.”
The statement gave her pause.
Of course he wouldn’t ravish her.
He’s likely not had a single moment of considering as anything more than plain, proper Penelope, the only thing standing between him and the return of his familial right.
She didn’t know if that made the situation better or worse.
Are you telling me you are offended that he doesn’t want to rape you? Oh, wow. Fucking wow. Instead of fearing he is capable of raping you, you are more afraid he doesn’t find you attractive and see you as more than a friend. How flattering. I love you, Sarah MacLean, but this shit right is here absolute bullshit.
Repeated monologues. Repeated monologues. Repeated monologues. Repeated monologues. Repeated monologues. Repeated monologues. Repeated dialogues. Repeated dialogues. Repeated dialogues. Repeated dialogues.
4) THERE IS ABSOLUTELY NOTHING TO LOVE ABOUT THIS BOOK. NOTHING.
I find the hero and heroine to be completely unlikable and the plot to be absentminded. Too many overused tropes and unnecessary dragging.