Hello and welcome back to the blog! How are you all? I hope good.
Today is my stop in the Dangerous Alliance blog tour and I have a review for you guys.
And now without further ado let’s start with this post.
The Gentleman’s Guide to Vice and Virtue meets Jane Austen in this witty, winking historical romance with a dash of mystery!
Lady Victoria Aston has everything she could want: an older sister happily wed, the future of her family estate secure, and ample opportunity to while her time away in the fields around her home.
But now Vicky must marry—or find herself and her family destitute. Armed only with the wisdom she has gained from her beloved novels by Jane Austen, she enters society’s treacherous season.
Sadly, Miss Austen has little to say about Vicky’s exact circumstances: whether the roguish Mr. Carmichael is indeed a scoundrel, if her former best friend, Tom Sherborne, is out for her dowry or for her heart, or even how to fend off the attentions of the foppish Mr. Silby, he of the unfortunate fashion sensibility.
Most unfortunately of all, Vicky’s books are silent on the topic of the mysterious accidents cropping up around her…ones that could prevent her from surviving until her wedding day.Add the book to your Goodreads to-read shelf
Title – Dangerous Alliance: An Austentacious Romance
Author – Jennieke Cohen
Publisher – Harper Teen
Release date – December 3rd, 2019
Genre – Historical/Romance/Fiction/Young Adult
Trigger Warning – domestic abuse, violence
Version – ebook*
Language – English
Pages – 448
What I liked
I loved the writing style of Cohen. I can’t describe it, but you just have to believe me when I say that Dangerous Alliance was beautifully written. The writing style was elegant and it just fit with the time period of the novel.
However, the writing style wasn’t the only beautiful thing. The descriptions were amazing as well. I couldn’t get enough of the book.
There were some amazing characters as well. And they were written in such a way that you just had to dislike some of them. And believe me you will dislike at least one character pretty badly.
Historical fiction is one of my favourite genres of all time. I’d say that next to fantasy it’s definitely my favourite genre ever. And Dangerous Alliance did not dissapoint me at all! I loved every aspect of it.
What I didn’t like
I loved everything so I’m sorry I have nothing to say about this part.
Overall, if you like Jane Austen and the Brontë Sisters you will love Dangerous Alliance by Jennieke Cohen as well!
” Planning was the mark of an evolved individual. “
” “There’s no need to rehash it.” She straigthened to her full height, or as full as she could manage while seated. “
” “So, if you and my friend the puddle will excuse me …” “
“ He’d been inspecting her for injuries. What else would he be doing, you ninny? “
“Vicky bit her lip wondering what Elizabeth Bennett might do.”
” Sooner or later, you must discover there are some nightmares that do not disappear on waking.”
” Vicky’s blood boiled at the injustice of it all. Why shouldn’t Parliament allow a wife the same recourse as a husband? “
” She would much rather be in her favorite breeches or the serviceable frocks she wore to amble about the countrysdie. “
Vicky raised her chin. She would handle this situation as Elizabeth Bennet would. After Mr. Wickham had run off to London with Elizabeth’s sister Lydia, the couple returned to Longbourn. Elizabeth had been polite to Wickham but had also made it clear she knew what kind of scoundrel he was.
Vicky could do the same to Dain. As she stretched to her full height, she realized Mr. Carmichael’s blackish-brown gaze centered on her. She could not guess his thoughts, but unfortunately, there would be no further help from that quarter. Mr. Carmichael had no claim on her that could keep her from a family member.
Mr. Carmichael locked eyes with her just as Dain pulled her arm into the crook of his. Vicky’s lips tightened into a line. Blasted, beastly brother-in-law. . .
Dain nodded to Carmichael and led her away.
She glanced back at Mr. Carmichael. He watched her, a small crease forming between his brows. Vicky searched for her mother once again, but she had disappeared.
“Well, my dear, dear sister,” said Dain. “You look stunning this evening. A new gown, I take it?” His amber eyes traveled up and down her body.
Vicky’s stomach lurched. “You swine,” she spat. “How dare you look at me in such a fashion?” So much for being polite.
“Why, Lady Victoria, such language,” he mocked.
She narrowed her eyes. “But then, I suppose I’ve answered my own question,” she continued. “Swine are too bestial to have a conscience. Indeed, they enjoy wallowing in the mud.” Elizabeth Bennet’s subtlety had deserted her, but blast it. Dain deserved to know what he was!
He put his free hand on her arm and squeezed. The motion would look like fraternal devotion to any onlooker, but it was becoming more and more painful by the second.
He chuckled deep in his throat.
How had he hidden his cruelty all these years? She tried to move away, but his grip tightened. She suppressed her grimace.
She spoke through clenched teeth. “Take your hand off me.”
“Or what, dear sister? What can you possibly do?” He smiled again.
Bile rose in her throat. So thiswas the monster Thea had lived with for two years. But his question remained: What could she do? What if he took her out of the ballroom? Who knew what he might do to her if they were beyond the gaze of prying eyes?
Vicky’s heart drummed in her chest. Maybe she could knock him in the face with her reticule, or if worse came to worse, somewhere more painful, but she couldn’t do thatin the ballroom without appearing mad. If she waited until he took her somewhere private, there was no guarantee she’d be able to break free of him.
Suddenly, an answer came to her. She spoke loudly so the guests nearby would overhear. “Oh, Lord Dain, the ribbon on my slipper has snapped. Pray excuse me. I am certain someone in the retiring room will be able to assist me.”
He tutted with false concern, then gestured to the side of the ballroom. “There is a chair. I shall fix it for you.”
She raised her voice again. “No, no. I’d much rather retire for a moment.” If she said much more, the entire ballroom would think she needed the privy.
He pulled her to the edge of the ballroom. “My dear sister, I could not possibly part with your company.” His hand gripped her arm like a vise.
Vicky narrowed her eyes. She wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of thinking he could do this to her. “Take your hand off me, or I swear to scream the truth to the entire ballroom,” she whispered.
“What truth would that be?” he drawled.
“That you’ve been beating my sister to within an inch of her life and you’re taking me outside to do the same to me.”
He laughed. “I’m afraid, dear sister, no one would believe you.” His lips curved into a sneer.
His repeated use of “sister” made her itch to slap him. “Perhaps not now. Not yet.”
He gripped her arm even tighter and angled his body to face her. “Just what does that mean?”
Her stomach dropped. She’d said too much. Althea had only been in London a week and the lawyers couldn’t start the proceedings for her legal separation yet. Her mind raced for an answer to distract Dain. “That you will reveal your own character. Just as you have tonight.” She glared at him, refusing to blink.
His lips twisted in a snarl. “Do not try my patience,” he said, anger infused into every syllable.
Before she could say another word, Dain abruptly released her arm and stepped back.
“Lady Victoria. How lovely to see you again.”
Vicky’s throat went dry. She turned and saw that, to her simultaneous joy and dismay, Tom stood beside her.
Tom smiled and took Vicky’s hand.
She could hardly believe it. He’d sought her out amongst the hordes of people here? She blinked several times, trying to guess his reasoning. A short stillness ensued until Vicky realized she’d left her hand in his grip a hair longer than was proper. She pulled her hand back and cast her eyes down, hoping her heated cheeks weren’t noticeable.
“L-Lord Halworth, what a surprise.”
Jennieke Cohen (JEN-ih-kah CO-en) is used to people mispronouncing her name and tries to spare her fictional characters the same problem. Jennieke writes historical fiction for young adults inspired by real people and events because life is often stranger than fiction. She studied English history at Cambridge University and has a master’s degree in professional writing from the University of Southern California. Jennieke loves exploring new locales but always returns home to Northern California where the summers are hot, the winters are mild, and life is casual.
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*A review copy of this book was sent to me by the publisher in exchange for an honest review. All thoughts were my own! Thanks to the FFBC Team for including me in the tour.