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Lord Wraybourne's Betrothed and The Stanforth Secrets by Jo Beverley
Though I didn’t realize it until I started The Stanforth Secrets, these books are connected. Though written a year later and released by a different publisher (though I suppose one of these could be a rerelease) The Stanforth Secrets is technically a prequel to Lord Wraybourne’s Betrothed, though it really only has a supporting character, Randal, in common, and neither book gives any indication to any events or characters in the other, barring a brief nod to Randal’s plotline in Lord Wraybourne’s Betrothed at the very end of The Stanforth Secrets.
Jo Beverley’s historical romance novels tend to be set apart by usually having nice people in what should be a straightforward romance caught up in an unusual plot. Her regencies, on the other hand (and keeping in mind that I’ve read fewer of them) seem to have nice people in a straightforward romance that’s set apart by a less-than-typical execution.
In Lord Wraybourne’s Bride, everyone thinks Wraybourne chose Jane Sandiford, a young woman raised in the country by near-puritanical parents and who has never interested with many people outside of her family, as his bride because he needs her money. In truth, he wanted someone honest and who didn’t play games. Before he can marry her, though, he has to get her used to more people, and so he and his sister, Sophie, use a house party to introduce her to society. I’m a bit put off with how Wraybourne wanted to mold Jane into a certain type of lady, but relieved that he never seems particularly bothered when she ends up crafting herself into something else that she determines. Jane is also one of the few romance novel heroines I’ve encountered who actually gets to notice that other men are sexually attractive after falling in love with the hero.*
In The Stanforth Secrets, Chloe has just finished her period of mourning for her husband, Stephen, and is only staying at his family home until his cousin, Justin returns to claim it. Several years before, Justin and Stephen broke Chloe free of her control freak parents and encouraged her to join them in various escapades, and when Stephen proposed, Chloe jumped at the chance of permanent freedom, only for her and Justin to soon realize (just before he ran away to war) that the wrong cousin asked first. Now, they’re older, wiser, and much more respectable. There’s also a plot where a spy sent secrets about Napoleon to Stephen inside a wax fruit, and no one can find it, but that’s kind of there so they’ll have something to do while they work out their feelings. Unfortunately, they work things out with a little too much plot to go, resulting in Beverley creating a Big Misunderstanding that causes Justin to engage in some idiocy that he never quite recovers from. Beverley also attempts the address some of the class issues in most romance novels. The results are mixed and I’m not quite sure she succeeded, but I do admire the attempt.
*Without amnesia, rape, accidental or forced bigamy, or being sold to Sexy Fetishized Non-White Non-European Male Who Will Teach Her Tricks Before She Is Reunited With The Noble White Englishman, at least. (Once you’ve encountered Bertrice Small, your brain will never escape.)
Jo Beverley’s historical romance novels tend to be set apart by usually having nice people in what should be a straightforward romance caught up in an unusual plot. Her regencies, on the other hand (and keeping in mind that I’ve read fewer of them) seem to have nice people in a straightforward romance that’s set apart by a less-than-typical execution.
In Lord Wraybourne’s Bride, everyone thinks Wraybourne chose Jane Sandiford, a young woman raised in the country by near-puritanical parents and who has never interested with many people outside of her family, as his bride because he needs her money. In truth, he wanted someone honest and who didn’t play games. Before he can marry her, though, he has to get her used to more people, and so he and his sister, Sophie, use a house party to introduce her to society. I’m a bit put off with how Wraybourne wanted to mold Jane into a certain type of lady, but relieved that he never seems particularly bothered when she ends up crafting herself into something else that she determines. Jane is also one of the few romance novel heroines I’ve encountered who actually gets to notice that other men are sexually attractive after falling in love with the hero.*
In The Stanforth Secrets, Chloe has just finished her period of mourning for her husband, Stephen, and is only staying at his family home until his cousin, Justin returns to claim it. Several years before, Justin and Stephen broke Chloe free of her control freak parents and encouraged her to join them in various escapades, and when Stephen proposed, Chloe jumped at the chance of permanent freedom, only for her and Justin to soon realize (just before he ran away to war) that the wrong cousin asked first. Now, they’re older, wiser, and much more respectable. There’s also a plot where a spy sent secrets about Napoleon to Stephen inside a wax fruit, and no one can find it, but that’s kind of there so they’ll have something to do while they work out their feelings. Unfortunately, they work things out with a little too much plot to go, resulting in Beverley creating a Big Misunderstanding that causes Justin to engage in some idiocy that he never quite recovers from. Beverley also attempts the address some of the class issues in most romance novels. The results are mixed and I’m not quite sure she succeeded, but I do admire the attempt.
*Without amnesia, rape, accidental or forced bigamy, or being sold to Sexy Fetishized Non-White Non-European Male Who Will Teach Her Tricks Before She Is Reunited With The Noble White Englishman, at least. (Once you’ve encountered Bertrice Small, your brain will never escape.)