
So .... I've had to really wrestle with this review. I'm not so good at talking about books I don't enjoy. It's even harder when it's an author I love. Then I find it an incredibly hard process to express why a book has failed to satisfy ...and that's your warning ... read on to read about my experience with Loretta Chases' Don't Tempt Me ... and a short diatribe about RegencyLite historical romances ...
Don’t Tempt Me, is the story of an aristocratic Englishwoman stolen by White Slavers and lost to the as a girl, who is then fantastically returned to her family after ten years as harem odalisque to be launched into the Ton to assume her birthright in London’s highest echelon.
If I wasn’t already a huge fan of Loretta Chase this premise alone would tempt me to try this book because I adore bold adventurous heroines and unconventional historical locales.
Zoe Octavia Lexham is the spunky English heroine from the back cover blurb, escaping a life of slavery to return to her family where she faces overwhelming scandal and social ostracism for a past that was imposed upon her. When this crushing defeat seems ready to separate Zoe from everything English she’s longed for these past ten years, her childhood nemesis, Lucien de Grey, Duke of Marchmont, steps forward to champion her through the threatening waters of Almacks’ and Court Presentations.
Every moment Lucien spends with Zoe tempts him to uncover all Zoe’s unladylike knowledge and unmentionable talents acquired from her harem days, jeopardising his pledge to her father to make Zoe the toast of the London Season.
Loretta Chase has certainly created a story filled with her trademark familial high-jinks, with bantering heroines and heroes finding family, fun and forever after. But Ms Chase’s latest offering has left me very flat, which is always disappointing to a fan, because I felt it just wasn’t up to the standard I expect from a Loretta Chase novel. There were a couple of points within the first few pages that made me doubt the book I had picked up, enough to make me check the cover, because this was not the book I was anticipating to read. But before I go on I should explain some terminology.
Fellow BRRAddicts have often heard me lament a style of historical romance that I call RegencyLite. I cannot take ownership of this word, in fact I can’t remember where it originated, but I’m guessing the source to be a couple of good friends with a tremendous sense of language who started the ball rolling. And since then it has become the perfect way for me to describe certain books and authors within the historical romance genre.
Anyways, RegencyLite is a term I use to indicate a historical romance set within a peculiar period of time – Americanised English Regency. In this period of time the gentleman use 20th century phrases and words like “Okay” and ladies always display a shocking lack of etiquette and decorum, but it’s all cute and adorable and we all love them because they’re all such darlings, and everything is forgiven. So I’m talking about a historical romance where there are lapses in the historical authenticity.
Basically, the author hasn’t let history get in the way of a selling.. sorry.. telling a good story. If you took away the long dresses and knee breeches, the story could be modern contemporary without too much fuss.
As you might infer, I’m not a fan of RegencyLite, and I tend to cultivate a short list of authors that do not write this style of historical, and these are the authors I stick to. They’re not always the most popular or highest grossing, but I’m always assured of a great HISTORICAL read when I select one of their books.
Now, as I’m a devoted Loretta Chase fan, I read Don’t Tempt Me for a second time to make sure that my first impression was really as bad I thought it was, and subsequently, I have to believe Ms Chase that you were rushed with this book.
The characters this time were not the customary delight that they’ve been in the past, but rather lacklustre and thin; Lucien’s ennui felt forced and contrived despite the number of times this was belaboured, whilst the occasional glimpses into Zoe’s harem world were tokenistic and shallow. Maybe if the life Zoe escaped could have been further developed within the story we could more adequately realise the relief and success Zoe felt in returning to London, her family and her way of life, that was much mentioned but not ultimately communicated.
A RegencyLite novel relies too heavily on the story using industry approved and the well established lucrative aspects of a specific historical period without giving the reader a historical experience worth reading for its own sake. Unfortunately, this is the much scorned, banged out story of romance and love reformulated on countless occasions irrespective of time and place, and therefore not a memorable book.
These are books that allow the marketing department to overshadow the creative department.
As I am a Loretta Chase fan, I will state that I am still interested in her next novel when it comes around, but I do feel sadly let down by Don’t Tempt Me. Hopefully the next book will be worth a permanent place on the bookshelves just as her backlist has warranted for me in the past.





