Review: Devil’s Daughter by Lisa Kleypas

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Review: Devil’s Daughter by Lisa KleypasDevil's Daughter (The Ravenels, #5) by Lisa Kleypas
Published by Avon on February 19th 2019
Pages: 384

New York Times bestselling author Lisa Kleypas delivers a scintillating tale of a beautiful, young widow who finds passion with the one man she shouldn't...
Although beautiful young widow Phoebe, Lady Clare, has never met West Ravenel, she knows one thing for certain: he's a mean, rotten bully. Back in boarding school, he made her late husband's life a misery, and she'll never forgive him for it. But when Phoebe attends a family wedding, she encounters a dashing and impossibly charming stranger who sends a fire-and-ice jolt of attraction through her. And then he introduces none other than West Ravenel.
West is a man with a tarnished past. No apologies, no excuses. However, from the moment he meets Phoebe, West is consumed by irresistible desire...not to mention the bitter awareness that a woman like her is far out of his reach. What West doesn't bargain on is that Phoebe is no straitlaced aristocratic lady. She's the daughter of a strong-willed wallflower who long ago eloped with Sebastian, Lord St. Vincent—the most devilishly wicked rake in England.
Before long, Phoebe sets out to seduce the man who has awakened her fiery nature and shown her unimaginable pleasure. Will their overwhelming passion be enough to overcome the obstacles of the past?
Only the devil's daughter knows...

Lisa Kleypas is a master storyteller. She has this uncanny ability of making the most mundane situation, like talking about livestock & accounting, and turning it into the swooniest and most romantic thing ever. And she proved that again and again in Devil’s Daughter.

West was a bit of an enigma in the previous Ravenel novels. To Phoebe, he was the boy who bullied her believed Phillip in school. To society, West is a libertine and a drunkard. But to his family, he’s the loyal and loving brother to everyone. Like Phoebe, I slowly and irrevocably fell in love with West’s humor and his steady presence. He exuded strength and understanding like if something goes wrong, you’d never have to worry because he’d be there to solve everything.

West is exactly what Phoebe needed. After mourning the death of her husband, Phoebe is faced with the task of handling the estate he left behind for their children. Because she married young, she never had the chance to be carefree. She basically grew up taking care of Phillip. Her loyalty to her children and her dead husband was admirable.

I just loved how both of them bring out the best in each other. Phoebe brings out the uber caring side of West and West brings out Phoebe’s carefree spirit. Their banter was a joy to read and their chemistry was phenomenal.

Devil’s Daughter is a much more contained story compared to the previous books in the series. Much of the scenes in the book were focused on West and Phoebe as they try to figure out their feelings for each other. And it was glorious. I love me some LK mystery and subplots but having the book focused on just the romance between West and Phoebe was amazing.

But that doesn’t mean that this book didn’t have any interesting side characters to add to its story. Sebastian and Evie’s brood made an impression, especially Sebastian. Let me just say, that grandpa Sebastian can still get it. I absolutely adored him and Evie. And their interactions with their grandkids was just lovely.

The Devil’s Daughter is Lisa Kleypas at her absolute best. It’s charming and sweet and most of all, it makes your heart melt. Highly recommended.


“If you have any misguided thoughts about taking me into your bed, you would find it a vastly mediocre experience. I’d be on you like a crazed rabbit, and half a minute later the whole thing would be over. I used to be a proficient lover, but now I’m a burnt-out libertine whose only remaining pleasure is breakfast food. Speaking of which—”

Phoebe reached for him, brought herself up hard against him, and interrupted him with her mouth. West flinched as if scalded and held very still in the manner of a man trying to withstand torture. Undeterred, she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him as passionately as she could, touching her tongue to his stiff lips. The feel and taste of him was exhilarating. Suddenly he responded with a primitive grunt and his mouth clamped on hers, wringing sensation from her with demanding pressure. Forcing her lips apart, he searched her with his tongue the way she remembered, and it felt so good, she thought she might faint. A whimper rose from her throat, and he licked and bit gently at the sound and sealed their mouths together in a deep, insatiable kiss that involved his lips, breath, hands, body, soul.

Whatever it might be like to go to bed with this man . . . it would be anything but mediocre.

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