Let bestselling author Kat Martin sweep you away--from Society's grand ballrooms to the perilous battlefields of the Napoleonic War--in Dangerous Passions, a magnificent story of love, betrayal, and trust regained.
When Elissa Tauber learns of her beloved brother's murder and that her native homeland is threatened, she is determined to expose the traitor. Posing as a recently widowed countess, she moves through the glittering world of the court, willing to barter even her lovely body if she must.
More than one man poses a threat, but it is the tall, imposing Lord Wolvermont, Colonel Adrian Kingsland, who endangers her heart. Even as she suspects he might be the spy called the Falcon, she longs for his touch. When fate takes a hand, Elissa must decide whether to betray her mission-or lose the man she loves.
Martin's latest historical has a relatively fresh setting--the Austria of Francis II (I). Sadly everything else seems very, very old. The dialogue is rife with "twas", "twould" and "little minx"; shafts are rigid, lobes are nibbled, emotions surge and tears spill. In 1809, Elissa Tauber arrives in Austria from her home in Cornwall posing as the second wife of the late Count von Langen (her dead father), in order to find a traitor hinted at in a letter from her murdered brother. It's hard to imagine Elissa as a Napoleonic Emma Peel given that Colonel Adrian Kingsland, Baron Wolvermont, has to rescue her from a boar, a fall, a villain (part I), a Turk, a villain (part II). In fact, she's the kind of first-class twit that only a sexual predator like Adrian could love. ("I'll keep your secret if you promise you will come to me--whenever, wherever I wish. Not ten minutes later, not later that night, but the moment I send you a summons.") Basically, this is mawkish, distasteful and outdated.