The Scoundrel’s Honor by Christi Caldwell
The Scoundrel's Honor by Christi Caldwell on January 2, 2026
Genres: Fiction / Romance / Historical / Regency
Pages: 351
Goodreads
In the second installment of USA Today bestselling author Christi Caldwell's Sinful Brides series, a noblewoman risks her reputation--and her heart--on London's most notorious gaming proprietor.
Thanks to her older siblings, Lady Penelope Tidemore is no stranger to scandal. In order for her to make a good match, her secret longings for intrigue and romance must be quelled. Yet it is through terrible mischance that Penelope is caught in a compromising position--however innocent--with the darkly enigmatic viscount Ryker Black.
Mr. Black is no gentleman. Raised from the streets and proprietor of the most notorious gaming hell in London, Black lives in a world filled with debauchery and danger. Taking a Society wife from the very ton he despises is not part of his plan, even if the innocent Penelope turns his blood hot with desire.
But Penelope isn't afraid of Mr. Black, and she soon discovers that his reputation as a scoundrel may be designed to hide a surprising vulnerability. As this unlikely husband and wife grow closer, they learn that what started as chance could end up sealing their fates.
The Scoundrel’s Honor is book 2 in The Sinful Brides series by Christi Caldwell. This series just gets better and better. If I could give a book ten stars, it would be this one hands down. First I adore the Tidemore family and so finding that this one is about Penelope is just a massive plus. Ryker Black is a dark mysterious character in the first book. This story peels back his hardened layers. I enjoyed how their attraction grows. “At some point, Mr. Black moved so only a handful of steps stood between them. The candle’s glow bathed his face in an ominous light. It accentuated harsh, angular features nicked with scars. A crooked nose, undoubtedly from too many fights. The midnight hue of his hair, and the near obsidian shade of his irises Lucifer would have fought him for. And yet…there was a primitive beauty to him, a masculinity that conjured whispery thoughts of ancient warriors and battlefield heroes. Her pulse pounding in her ears, she retreated a step.” Can’t wait to read the next book in the series.
