Book Review: My Lady Quicksilver by Bec McMaster


My Lady Quicksilver by Bec McMaster
Published: 2013
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Format: Kindle
Pages: 448
Source: Library
Dates Read: January 8-11, 2019
Grade: A-
Synopsis: Determined to destroy the Echelon she despises, Rosalind Fairchild is on seemingly easy mission. Get in. Uncover the secrets of her brother’s disappearance. And get out.

In order to infiltrate the Nighthawks and find their leader, Sir Jasper Lynch, Rosalind will pose as their secretary. But she doesn’t count on Lynch being such a dangerously charismatic man, challenging her at every turn, forcing her to re-evaluate everything she knows about the enemy.

He could be her most dangerous nemesis—or the ally she never dreamed existed.



I liked this one a lot. Better than the second one and about the same as the first. I appreciated how I could feel really in the moment with Rosalind’s and Jasper’s emotions, like my heart beat along to theirs. That’s one of the most important things in a romance for me: if I can’t feel it, I’m not in it and might as well not read it.

The scene in the mechs’ dungeon was the best part of the book in my opinion. It really showed Jasper’s heart and mind at play along with his fear of losing control. Along with that, I like how he doesn’t have a sad backstory to back that fear up. Yeah, he does have a sad history, but it has nothing to do with losing control of his body and mind.

Something I noticed in this book is the same thing I talked about in my review of Halfway to the Grave — and that’s the acknowledgement of prejudice. While Cat’s prejudice in Halfway to the Grave is against vampires, Rosalind’s in My Lady Quicksilver is against blue bloods:

It was easy to despise the blue bloods after everything they’d done to her, but Garrett had risked his life for hers without a thought. She didn’t like that. It didn’t fit her view of the world. (86)

A lot of the time, we as humans have our ways of viewing the world and, when something or someone doesn’t align with those worldviews, it throws us off. Our first instinct is to reject it. In this case, Rosalind thinks all blue bloods are evil and bloodthirsty because that’s the only thing she has personally experienced; however, when she installs herself in the midst of the Nighthawks, she learns that not all of them are like that. In fact, they’re like everyone and have the capacity to be both evil and good. One of the greatest mistakes we can make in our relationships with people –whether those relationships are with personal loved ones or strangers — is to assume that they are one-sided and not complex. When we consider the myriad feelings, opinions, likes, and dislikes we have ourelves, that’s pretty ridiculous. In addition to that, judging an entire group of people based off of a bad experience with one person from that group can be dangerous.

One thing I loved was how Jasper realizes that, even though he may regret some things and went through some pain, he wouldn’t change anything because those are the things that made him who he is:

He didn’t regret a thing, not truly, no matter how much heartbreak both Annabelle and Rosalind’s deceptions had wrought, for to have done things differently would have meant he would have been a different man. (399)

And he tells the same to Rosalind:

All of those pieces are you, Rosa. They made you what you are. Even Cerise…the girl who hurt…the girl who didn’t want to exist anymore…You wouldn’t be you, who you are, without her. (421)

If I had to pick one thing to critique plotwise, I think the ending seemed a little…easy. I would have liked to be a little more stressed at the end there, but considering the action in the mechs’ dungeon, I’m willing to forgive McMaster for that.

Favorite Quotes:

  • Silence fell over them like a mantle, and he simply listened to the soft sigh of her breathing, the racing, throbbing beat of her heart… The sound of it was its own form of communication and he felt it echo deep within his chest. (320)
  • She understood then why he’d longed for her blood. This was the same. Not to own him, not to bind him to her with ties he couldn’t break, but to exist in that moment where the pair of them were one. To give—and to receive. To be claimed. Completely and utterly. (374)
  • How could one have so much feeling inside and not drown in it? She would have to learn to cope with this. (424)

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