Review & Excerpt: The Other Miss Bridgerton by Julia Quinn

Posted December 2nd 2018 by The Faerie Queen in Blog Tours, Excerpts, Reviews / 0 Comments

Review & Excerpt: The Other Miss Bridgerton by Julia Quinn


The Other Miss Bridgerton

Review & Excerpt: The Other Miss Bridgerton by Julia Quinn
This book may be unsuitable for people under 17 years of age due to its use of sexual content, drug and alcohol use, and/or violence.
Author: Julia Quinn
Series: Rokesbys #3
Publisher: Avon
Release date: November 20th 2018
Genres: Adult, Historical, Romance
Pages: 384
Format: eBook
Source: Pure Textuality PR

I voluntarily read and reviewed an advanced copy of this book. All thoughts and opinions are my own.

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Heat rating: three-flames

She was in the wrong place...

Fiercely independent and adventurous, Poppy Bridgerton will only wed a suitor whose keen intellect and interests match her own. Sadly, none of the fools from her London season qualify. While visiting a friend on the Dorset coast, Poppy is pleasantly surprised to discover a smugglers' hideaway tucked inside a cave. But her delight turns to dismay when two pirates kidnap her and take her aboard a ship, leaving her bound and gagged on the captain's bed…

He found her at the wrong time...

Known to society as a rascal and reckless privateer, Captain Andrew James Rokesby actually transports essential goods and documents for the British government. Setting sail on a time-sensitive voyage to Portugal, he's stunned to find a woman waiting for him in his cabin. Surely, his imagination is getting the better of him. But no, she is very real—and his duty to the Crown means he's stuck with her.

Can two wrongs make the most perfect right?

When Andrew learns that she is a Bridgerton, he knows he will likely have to wed her to avert a scandal—though Poppy has no idea that he is the son of an earl and neighbor to her aristocratic cousins in Kent. On the high seas, their war of words soon gives way to an intoxicating passion. But when Andrew's secret is revealed, will his declaration of love be enough to capture her heart…?


The Faerie Queen’s’s review

This book was an utter delight. So much so that I did not want to stop reading, even when I had to get off the train to see friends or go to sleep so I could function at work the next day.

Because, dear readers, the banter in this book was excellent. Andrew was such a tease at times, the innuendos flowing gloriously. And Poppy kept falling into his little traps, until she was winning points of her own. I was in heaven reading their dialogue.

What I loved most about Andrew was that, even though he found Poppy rather annoying at first, he was always a gentleman. But not too much of a gentleman. He could play around with his words, but he always ensured he didn’t take things too far, and that at the end of the day, Poppy was safe and sound and not too unhappy with being cooped up.

As for Poppy, she was just so curious and stubborn. You could tell she grew up with a pack of brothers. I loved her independent streak and intelligence, making her a highly relatable heroine. But she was far more level-headed than I am. I would have been a lot angrier for a lot longer, and that would have been no fun for anyone. Huh. Maybe I could learn something from this book…

I think Julia did an amazing thing with this book. A lot of it is spent in Andrew’s quarters, where Poppy is confined, and while she may have been bored sometimes, I never felt it myself. I devoured it all, waiting for Andrew to return from above-deck so they could have some more fun together. And Julia strung out the sexual tension for so long. I mean, we don’t even get a kiss in the first half, and when it finally happens… wow. It’s nothing and everything.

So I laughed, and I held my breath in the more charged moments between them. But I also felt other things, which elevated this book to 5-star for me. I mean, I cried. Not once, but twice. There is a moment of panic that managed to bring out my own memories of panicking (which are a bit more frequent), and the response from one person to the other broke me a little because that’s what I need. And then somehow at the end, it was almost too much. I loved the big finale, how dramatic it was in emotion and yet not in setting. (Ok, maybe lightning striking outside is a bit dramatic.) But the pared back surroundings heightened the feeling of love and relief between Poppy and Andrew. I just loved it.

Special mention goes to Billy. He was adorable, and I wanted to just wrap him up in a big hug every time he graced the page. When something happened to him at one point, I honestly threatened to put the book down because I could barely handle it.

Julia, you glorious queen of historical romance. I can’t wait to read your other books!



He motioned with his arm, urging her a few more steps forward. “Careful,” he murmured.

Poppy looked to her toes. The deck came to an abrupt halt in front of her, its elevation dropping by several feet.

The captain hopped down. “The beakhead, my lady,” he said with a gallant wave to the triangular deck that formed the pointy front of the Infinity. He reached up and placed his hands on her hips to help her down.

But when she was steady, he didn’t let go.

“This is as far forward as one can stand on deck,” he told her.

She pointed to a spot a few feet ahead. “What about—”

“As one can stand safely on deck,” he amended. He adjusted their position so that he was standing behind her. “Now close your eyes.”
“But then I can’t see the stars.”

“You can open them later.”

She tilted her head to the left, right, and back again, as if to say, Oh, very well, but she closed her eyes.

“Now tilt your head up. Not all the way, just a bit.”

She did, and maybe it was that motion, or maybe it was just because she’d closed her eyes, but she felt instantly off-balance, as if something far greater than the ocean had stolen her equilibrium.

The captain’s hands tightened on her hips. “What do you feel?” he asked, his lips coming close to her ear.

“The wind.”

“What else?” She swallowed. Licked her lips.

“The salt in the air.”

“What else?”

“The motion, the speed.”

He moved his mouth closer. “What else?”

And then she said the one thing that had been true from the beginning.



About Julia Quinn

JULIA QUINN started writing her first book one month after finishing college and has been tapping away at her keyboard ever since. The New York Times bestselling author of more than two dozen novels for Avon Books, she is a graduate of Harvard and Radcliffe Colleges and is one of only sixteen authors ever to be inducted in the Romance Writers of America Hall of Fame. She lives in the Pacific Northwest with her family.


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