Amanda
Written on Nov 28, 2015
You know those books that aren’t bad, but there’s something about them that doesn’t really *do* it for you? That’s what The Art of Taming a Rake was for me.
I found this book on NetGalley and was intrigued by the synopsis. A heroine who boldly enters a gentlemen’s club? Yes, please. A suspense plot in historical times? Give me more.
The story, while good, didn’t quite satisfy, at least in the ways that I usually like to read. (And no, this has nothing to do with sex scenes, you dirty-minded readers.) Quinn and Venetia were wildly attracted to each other, and yet both had this firm desire not to fall in love. Beyond the believable point and into the eye rolling point.
In fact, I was pretty sure Quinn was already in love with Venetia, until he developed an aversion to love about 31% into the book. Venetia’s aversion to love was pretty understandable—after all, her former fiance was an asshole—but she judged Quinn unfairly constantly. It got old pretty fast.
Then the ending got super sweet and sugary, and that’s not my cup of tea. I like love that’s shown, not told. Take that how you will. There were also things I would have liked to see: closure with Venetia’s friend Cleo, since that thread was opened and never really closed in the book. Some kind of face off with Venetia’s former fiance, just because he was mentioned so many times (and the number of times Venetia unfairly compared Quinn to him).
That said.
I want Kate’s story, who I assume is next. I liked that Quinn’s family appeared in this book (since it’s the fourth in the series and most have already found their mates), but I was never really interested in them enough to want to read their books, either.