The Duke of Ruin (The Untouchables #8) by Darcy Burke-Review & Excerpt Tour
THE DUKE OF RUIN
The Untouchables #8
by Darcy Burke
Release Date March 27, 2018
Genre: adult, historical, romance
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With her betrothal to a duke in tatters and scandal imminent, Diana Kingman has two choices: live in certain ignominy or flee into obscurity. Diana wants solitude. She never wished to wed in the first place. However, her father will stop at nothing to betroth her to one of the finest titles in the realm…no matter how loathsome the bearer. Escape is Diana’s only option, and she’ll pay any price to achieve freedom.
Universally blamed for the death of his wife and unborn child, Simon Hastings doesn’t dispute his guilt over an accident he cannot even remember. He hasn’t had a drink since, nor a moment’s peace. Determined to be a better man, Simon rescues a young woman in need—only to be accused of kidnapping. They must marry to save him from prison. But how can a man haunted by the love he lost and a woman afraid to get too close find happiness together?
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REVIEW: 5 out of 5 for this reader folks!
OH MY HEART! That was deep, and while a lovely story, I didn’t find this overly light and fluffy. Could be my own mindset at the time, but I found this exceptionally emotional to read. I love emotions in a book for the record, so this isn’t in any way, shape or form a complaint, I’m just stating I got the feels big time here.
The Duke of Ruin by Darcy Burke is the 8th book in her “The Untouchables” series. Usually this far into a series one can expect to get a little bored but I have to say I have not had one moment of feeling this way. A historical romance, Darcy will send you back in time with a lush setting, rich characters and an angst/love filled story will be enjoyed.
Simon Hastings is the Duke of Romsby and is one messed up man. He believes he is at fault for killing his wife and unborn child and has been living a life in ruin and punishment. He is really such a good man and this is evident when he begins to interact with our leading lady. He is kind and handsome and has given up much in his life in order to try and walk a straighter line in life. He is also empathetic to other tortured souls and it’s this that draws him to Diana.
Diana Kingman was betrothed to another man (we meet her in the book The Duke of Ice) and has a choice to make. She can stay and be humiliated or she can get out of dodge. She never wanted to marry that man in the first place but her father will not ease up. Destined for a life of misery, Diana does what she has to do to take care of herself in the only way she knows how. She is smart and beautiful, a little reserved but quite compassionate as well. She blooms in a strong way when she meets Simon and you can see both heal so beautiful;y in the others company.
The romance is sweet and sexy and filled with some angst. These two really grow in their journey together and when truths are revealed it’s quite satisfying. I really enjoyed this couple because Darcy created them perfectly for the other, They compliment each other. I would recommend you read “The Duke of Ice” as you are given a back story and I believe it’ll allow you to appreciate these two a bit better. That being said it is not required to enjoy this book. I actually recommend the entire series as I have loved every single book in it.
Great spring read for a historical romance craving.
HAPPY READING! 🙂
Copy supplied for review
Reviewed by Rachel T.
He wasn’t entirely sure how to broach the sensitive topic of disrobing, but since they would be spending several nights together, it had to be done. He looked back at her over his shoulder. “You aren’t planning on sleeping in your clothes again, are you?”
She turned in front of the fire but didn’t come toward him. “I’d rather not. But I’m afraid I’m in need of assistance. Unfortunately, my wardrobe depends upon a maid.”
“I’d be happy to provide help. Just remember I’ve no experience as a ladies’ maid.”
“Did you never undress your wife?” She looked away, angling herself back toward the fire. “Forget I asked that.”
He went back toward her and spoke softly. “Don’t.” She turned her head, her blue eyes dark and vivid in the firelight. “We are going to get to know each other much better than we ought, and I don’t want you to regret things you might say. I assumed you would be curious about my wife. Yes, I undressed her. Many times. If I close my eyes, I can still feel her skin.” But he didn’t close his eyes. He couldn’t. She—Miss Diana Kingman—held him captive with her gaze.
Miss Kingman exhaled. “You must promise not to look. Aside from what you must do to unlace my gown.
“I promise.” He kept his voice and his gaze steady. “We must trust each other on this journey. Implicitly. That’s why I won’t shy away from your questions.”
She nodded, then presented her back. “Will you leave while I undress? I’ll need ten minutes or so. I’ll be in bed when you return and will close my eyes while you disrobe.”
It was a good plan, particularly since he thought a walk outside in the cold might do him some good. A beautiful woman’s back presented to him for the purpose of assistance with disrobing was too reminiscent of a time gone by and yet wholly new. Miss Kingman wasn’t Miriam, nor did he want her to be.
Simon quickly unlaced her gown and helped lift it over her head. He laid it across one of the chairs set at a small table and returned to help her remove her petticoat and unlace her corset. When he finished, he dropped his hands to his sides.
“I can finish,” she said, without looking back. “Thank you.”
He left without a word, closing the door firmly behind him. He inhaled sharply, taking perhaps the deepest breath he had in the last ten minutes.
Thankfully he didn’t encounter anyone on his walk. He wasn’t in the mood to made idle chatter. His thoughts were bad enough—railing at him for being attracted to someone who wasn’t his wife.
But how could he expect to go through life as he had the past two years? A self-hating, forlorn monk. Oh, he put on a good face for everyone else, but no one knew how acutely his pain cut.
Tomorrow, they would be on their way to Northampton, and hopefully, things would go as smoothly as they had so far. But first he had to spend the night in her bed. Again. Only with less clothing.
Thinking it had been well more than ten minutes, he made his way back upstairs. The lantern next to the bed had been extinguished, leaving just the light from the fire to illuminate the room.
Simon looked toward the bed. Miss Kingman lay near the edge of one side—as close as she could get without falling off, he noted—her back to the center of the bed, where it looked as though she’d rolled one of the blankets and placed it between them. He hoped there were enough coverings on the bed to keep them warm. Last night, they’d worn more clothing to bed.
Hell. He wore a nightshirt to sleep in or, most often, nothing at all. Tonight, he should probably keep his smallclothes on.
Shrugging out of his jacket, he hung it on a hook in the wall. He sat down to remove his boots, working as quietly and quickly as possible. When he’d removed everything but his shirt and smallclothes, he went to his side of the bed and crawled between the icy covers. He shuddered involuntarily and felt her jerk.
“Sorry,” he murmured. “Cold bed.”
“Very,” she responded, her low, feminine voice rustling over him like a fine silk.
He considered making an offer to warm them both up—body heat would be most beneficial. But that was likely a bad idea. For so many reasons.
He turned to his side, away from her, but snuggled his back against the rolled-up blanket. That would help with the cold. And the warmer he got, the more easily he would fall asleep. And the sooner he fell asleep, the sooner he could put the proximity of Miss Kingman out of his mind.
Too bad none of that happened very quickly at all.
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