Saturday, 10 May 2014

Review: Compromising Miss Tisdale by Jessica Jefferson

Ambrosia Tisdale is the very picture of propriety and the epitome of what a respectable young lady should be. Haunted by a memory and compelled by her family, she pursues perfection to a fault.

The Earl of Bristol, Duncan Maddox, has returned to London after years of familial imposed exile. As the second son, he has led a life filled with frivolity, leisure, and a healthy dose of debauchery. Now his older brother has died, leaving the family’s flailing legacy in Duncan’s unwilling arms.

At the behest of his uncle, Duncan is advised to do the one thing that could provide instant fortune and respectability – he must marry. But there is only one prospect who meets the unique requirements to solve all the Earl’s problems – the lovely Miss Ambrosia Tisdale. But securing the prudent daughter of a Viscount’s hand proves to be more challenging than this scandal ridden second son of an Earl has bargained for.

With scandal, extortion, treachery, and even love itself threatening to keep him from his goal, will Duncan succeed in compromising Miss Tisdale?

My Review
This novel was everything a historical romance should be. I loved it.  The source of prim and proper Ambrosia’s perfectionism was unexpected. Tragedy can really alter a person. Duncan also changed in the wake of a different sort of tragedy, but he lunged in the opposite direction of Ambrosia by living the life of a rake.

The two were perfect together with an immediate heat that could have set the page on fire. Ms. Jefferson did a fabulous job of making the whole historical setting vivid and beautiful. One of the secondary characters, Ambrosia’s sister, had me laughing at her antics and anticipating her story. 

I give this story five out of five raindrop shaped chocolate bars.

I purchased this book from Amazon.


  1. Sounds like a fun book, full of mischief and improprieties. Thanks for visiting my blog, Nana!

    1. That's a great way to describe it, Joylene.

  2. Nice review, Nana.


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