Romance Novels

I somehow have found myself three books behind on book reviews, and all three were excellent books. I have them all posted now with this review for The Big Thirst. One of my office mates came back from Spring Break and told me that this ...
I somehow have found myself three books behind on book reviews, and all three were excellent books. I have them all posted now with this review for The Big Thirst. One of my office mates came back from Spring Break and told me that this was a book that I had to read. He gave me a summary and told me it was all about one of my favorite subjects, water. I am an environmental engineer / water resources engineer. Water is my career and is now what I am teaching about to the next generation. Would this book enthrall a lady of water like me? The answer is yes. I was fascinated by The Big Thirst, and what is even better, it was written in such a way that you don’t have to be a water expert to enjoy it. Fishman wrote the book at a down to earth level that can easily be understood, while including enough facts and figures to keep someone like me interested.Fishman tells the story of the importance of water to human beings and how the use of water was revolutionized one-hundred years ago when cities began to pipe clean water to each household in the United States. The problem is that now most Americans take this water for granted.Fishman explored how the driest city in the United States, Las Vegas, uses innovative means to make sure that their fountains are flowing and guests are supplied with plentiful water in a wonderfully named chapter “Dolphins in the Desert”. I was fascinated, but “water czar” Patricia Mulroy also made me nervous when she stated that she thought Great Lakes water should be piped to places like Las Vegas. I take Fishman to task for not further exploring this idea and why it is not the same as the mining of oil. Water is a replenishable source. If you take it away from the Great Lakes to an outside watershed that far away, it is never coming back. Meanwhile the Great Lakes (which are already at historic lows), would not be able to provide the habitat for its native species, water for the people that live in the many cities that surround them, water for the boats that haul freight, iron ore, etc. on the lakes, and water for tourism which is a large part of the economy of most cities along the great lakes. I believe that if people want Great Lakes water, then they should move to the Great Lakes region. End of story. I will get off my soap box now and politely put it away.Fishman also examine water uses in other countries – in particular Australia and India. I was amazed about the story of India’s water. I had no idea that the major urban cities do not have 24/7 water service and laugh that the idea is even possible. The water quality in India was distressing. I hope with all of the technical expertise and knowledge that India has, that they will soon tackle and solve this very pressing issue. It was also sad that lower income girls are not able to attend school in India because they spend their time either hauling water home for their families or waiting for the water truck in urban cities. Very sad.I could go on about this book all day, but I will curb myself. The book did repeat some information towards the end, but Fishman was using it as points to wrap up his conclusions. Overall, this is an excellent book and a must read for everyone who drinks water and would like to continue to do so in the future. This book had MANY great quotes, but I will pick only a couple to share:“By 1936, they conclude, simple filtration and chlorination of city water supplies reduced overall mortality in U.S. cities by 13 percent. Clean water cut child mortality in half.”“The problem is that bottled water is a wacky, funhouse-mirror version of the real world of water. Bottled water subtly corrodes our confidence in tap water, creating the illusion that bottled water is somehow safer, or better, or healthier. In fact, tap water is much more tightly regulated and monitored than bottled water.”“Just in India, forty children an hour under five years old die from contaminated water. One Indian toddler, not even old enough for kindergarten, d
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No, sadly, I have not seen the new movie. I do have the soundtrack and have been vastly enjoying it. I decided to reread the book before the release of the new movie.I loved The Great Gatsby in high school, and when I had to read it in c...
No, sadly, I have not seen the new movie. I do have the soundtrack and have been vastly enjoying it. I decided to reread the book before the release of the new movie.I loved The Great Gatsby in high school, and when I had to read it in college. I read it after college and enjoyed it then as well. I love the language of the novel and how I get something different from it each time. I love F. Scott Fitzgerald’s fabled life and his short stories. This knowledge has always deepened my love for The Great Gatsby. My review is going to be on my feelings on reading the novel this time around and not a full synopsis.This time as I reread The Great Gatsby, I really noticed Tom Buchanan much more than I remembered. He is not a nice guy, but he is more than just a mustache twirling villain. As I read it this time, I noted that he became unfaithful to Daisy very early in their marriage. He of course took Daisy for granted until he discovered that she was Gatsby’s object of desire. He also had his tragic girlfriend Myrtle. At the end of the novel, when Nick confronts Tom about Gatsby, Tom says, “he ran over Myrtle like you’d run over a dog and never even stopped his car.” He also talks about crying after her death. While he was brutal to Myrtle in life (broke her nose!), he was devastated by her death and to him, his actions to Gatsby were warranted.What were not understandable were Daisy’s reactions. How could she so coldly never tell anyone it was her driving and cause Gatsby’s death. She never even went to his funeral and was never seen again after Gatsby returned her home and stood guard outside her house to make sure Tom didn’t hurt her. That is the real tragedy of the book to me. Gatsby may have made some unsavory deals to become wealthy, but he truly felt for his ideal woman, Daisy. Sadly, she was his ideal, and the reality of who Daisy was would never match it. One of my favorite quotes in a book full of quotes is when Gatsby says, “Can’t repeat the past? Why of course you can!” He wanted to return to his version of the past where there was a perfect Daisy that loved only him. Sadly, there never was a perfect Daisy.I could wax on about The Great Gatsby for quite a while, but needless to say, I vastly enjoyed my reread of it and I look forward to watching the movie. I also read the book as part of Colbert’s Book Club, which if you didn’t see the episode of The Colbert Report on The Great Gatsby, you should!I also love that this is a novel that is loved by many. I had students tell me that this is one of the only novels they enjoyed in high school. I like that it is loved equally by both men and women. A book that can get everyone to enjoy literature is always a wonderful thing.Book Source: My Personal Library
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As the end of the semester speed up to its final conclusion, Thinking of You by Jill Mansell kept me sane. Jill Mansell is one of my favorite “chick lit” authors. She is a British author and writes wonderful books about entire casts of c...
As the end of the semester speed up to its final conclusion, Thinking of You by Jill Mansell kept me sane. Jill Mansell is one of my favorite “chick lit” authors. She is a British author and writes wonderful books about entire casts of characters that I would love to meet. I would also love to visit them in the United Kingdom. Their communities sound wonderful.In Thinking of You, Ginny has a case of empty nest syndrome with her daughter Jem off to college. After a misguided adventure trying to visit Jem, Ginny returns now looking for a new roommate, a new job, and a new love. Much adventure ensues with Ginny having many mishaps along the way. Poor Ginny ends up with a bummer of a roommate after a grave misunderstanding. She also ends up with a bummer of a boyfriend. Meanwhile Jem is having adventures of her own. Sharing a flat with the handsome and rich (yet arrogant) Rupert and one of her good friends, Jem begins an ill-advised affair with Rupert. Things do not go well and Jem has much character growth during her first year of college. There are a lot of wonderful characters in this novel and a plot that finds our heroines making mistakes, but also finding out some wonderful things about themselves. I don’t want to give away more about the plot and ruin the novel. Needless to say though, it is a very well written book, and highly enjoyable. I love to read any new books by Jill Mansell, she is a gifted writer.Overall, Jill Mansell wrote another winner with Thinking of You and I highly recommend it. It is a perfect “beach read” for the summer.Book Source: Review copy from Sourcebooks – Thanks!
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USA Today bestselling author Katie Reus has a new sexy shifter romance out this month from Harlequin Nocturne Cravings! Take a hot lone wolf, a jaguar shifter with desires of her own, and you end up with one steamy paranormal romanceR...
USA Today bestselling author Katie Reus has a new sexy shifter romance out this month from Harlequin Nocturne Cravings! Take a hot lone wolf, a jaguar shifter with desires of her own, and you end up with one steamy paranormal romance–Heart of the Jaguar. Keep reading for an excerpt from Chapter One and look for Heart of the Jaguar on sale now at your favorite ebook store. About Heart of the Jaguar: Dr. Cindy Shahi is resigned to being mateless, but her inner jaguar has needs that must be sated. An encounter with a deliciously sexy stranger is the perfect chance for a night of no-strings primal passion. Elias was content to be a lone wolf until the moment he laid eyes–and much more–on Cindy. Their intense attraction can mean only one thing: the mating call. And when it becomes clear someone isn’t happy about their budding relationship, all of Elias’s protective instincts go on high alert. He’ll do anything to keep Cindy safe–and convince her that he intends to claim her as his own, no matter what. Excerpt: Cindy Shahi gently nudged her best friend Israel as his sister and her new mate said their “I do’s” in front of the crowd of about one hundred shifters and humans. Technically Gabriela and Owen, Alpha of the local wolf pack, were already mated but they’d decided to get married too. “How does it feel to have your sister married?” Cindy whispered, already guessing from the scowl on his face. Israel just snarled under his breath and she bit back a grin. Considering Israel had recently mated with Owen’s younger sister, he didn’t have much of a reason to get angry. Still, it was his prerogative as an older brother, she supposed. They’d been best friends since college and even though Cindy didn’t belong to his family’s jaguar pride, they’d treated her like family from the moment she’d moved to Bear Mountain, Montana. Ignoring her friend’s additional grunt of annoyance as the couple turned and looked at the crowd, smiles on their faces, Cindy couldn’t contain her own smile. They looked so perfect together, and she was glad they’d both found such evident happiness. She didn’t know Owen well, but he’d always seemed so reserved, as if he was holding part of himself back from the world. Even his own pack. But not anymore. Not with a new mate by his side. The wedding ceremony had been very informal and had been held under the stars on Owen’s pack’s land. Twinkle lights and lanterns were strung up above them between the trees, creating an extra bit of sparkle. Everyone was dressed casually, some more than others. May in Montana was still pretty cold so it was mid-fifties at the moment, but with her shifter blood she’d worn only a loose sweater over her long, flapper-inspired vintage dress. There was a portable dance floor set up, a full bar and a section of rounded tables that most people wouldn’t be sitting at. She knew how the wolves were and they liked to party given the chance. Even now as the newly mated couple greeted their guests, the music had started and shifters and humans alike were moving onto the dance floor or heading toward the bar. “When can I expect you to settle down and give me cubs?” Patricia, Israel’s mother and basically a second mother to Cindy, appeared out of nowhere and threw an arm around Cindy’s shoulders. “Ah…” She looked to her friend for help, but Israel just smirked and headed off toward his sister and Owen. Glancing up at Patricia, who was half a foot taller than she was, she forced a smile. She loved the woman, but she was tired of questions about when she’d be settling down. She loved her job and quiet life and wasn’t looking for anything serious. “I could go for a glass of wine. How about you?” Patricia’s eyes narrowed at the clear deflection, but before she could respond, her husband was there, whisking her away onto the dance floor and saving Cindy. Just as quickly Axel, Israel’s twenty-four-year-old brother, grabbed Cindy’s hand. “Come on. Let me push you aro
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Executives' Wives' Club seriesFour women...One fatal car wreck...Everyone's lives changed... Blurb -Brie Sullivan has a new baby girl and there are a million things to do, but Brie doesn’t have the energy to keep up. Why? She’s still gr...
Executives' Wives' Club seriesFour women...One fatal car wreck...Everyone's lives changed... Blurb -Brie Sullivan has a new baby girl and there are a million things to do, but Brie doesn’t have the energy to keep up. Why? She’s still grieving for her husband and suffering from baby blues, but she won’t let that stop her. She’s come up with the answer--find a new husband to be the father of her kids. Jason Clark has been doing everything he can to help Brie. He loves her but can he accept her proposal of marriage knowing she’s not thinking clearly about the future? Excerpt The thud of footsteps on the stairs drew Brie away from the counter where she rested.Jason didn't need to see her wallowing in self-pity, again. She’d already embarrassed herself enough by blubbering all over the man’s shirt earlier.Retrieving a plate from the counter, she shoved a few nuggets off the baking tray and onto her plate. The rest she dumped on his.Pasting a smile on her face to hide the dark cloud hanging above her head, she lifted a plate in each hand and turned just as Jason strolled around the corner leading into the living room. His quick pace ate the distance between them. Dark hair, athletic build, sexy brown eyes, Jason epitomized what every woman would desire in a man, not counting that he was also caring and kind.Why then, wasn't he married?Unwilling to reveal the depths of her despair, she lowered her gaze as unwanted desire tingled down her spine. Not him, nor any other man in his right mind, would ever find her desirable. She drew in a breath, struggling not to torture herself by believing one ever would.Stepping forward, she placed the plates on the counter, which separated the kitchen from the breakfast nook. “I'm sorry, but I haven't been to the grocery store since my parents left. All I have are fast easy meals for the kids.”“No problem.” Jason paused by the bar and brushed his hand through the air, indicating the food. “You really didn't need to go to this much trouble. I could have fixed something for myself when I got home.”Flustered by his comment when she hadn’t gone to any trouble at all, Brie shuffled to the cabinet and pulled down two glasses. “What would you like to drink?”“Iced tea is great.”She plopped the glasses down beside the plates, avoiding his gaze by staring at her footwear. The tiger head positioned on top of her slippers bobbed up and down as she walked across the room to the refrigerator. Opening it, she withdrew the pitcher. Her hand hovered over the condiments in the door. “Would you like some barbecue sauce, ranch dressing, or something else to go with the chicken nuggets?”“No, I like them plain.” The sound of his voice drew near. The weight of the container in her hand lightened. He brushed his free hand along her back. “I’ve got this.”His rich scent teased her taste buds more than the flavorful aroma of the chicken and his welcoming warmth tempted her to collapse into his arms.Find at Birth at http://amzn.to/Q82MNmOr read the first chapter at http://www.tinagayle.net/BirthChpt.htmlGold Nugget for simple mealsYou can easily change those chicken nuggets into a spicy meal.toss chicken with Panda Express Orange Sauce or sweet and sour sauce. Serve with rice.pour hot spaghetti sauce over baked chicken nuggets top with provolone cheese and slid into the oven until cheese is melted.use with dipping sauce barbarque, honey mustard, etc.try a few of these to mix things up.Have a great weekend,Tina
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Cara/Andrea here,What is it about men and clubs? Honestly, throughout history, women have often been accused of being overly fond of gathering together under the guise of useful occupations—sewing, washing, cooking—or social etiquette wh...
Cara/Andrea here,What is it about men and clubs? Honestly, throughout history, women have often been accused of being overly fond of gathering together under the guise of useful occupations—sewing, washing, cooking—or social etiquette when what they really want to do is to gossip over refreshments. Well, I’ve come to the conclusion that men are, in fact,  even more guilty of enjoying “a good coze.” You have only to look at the Georgian and Regency eras, and the proliferation of gentlemen’s clubs formed during those times. Now, the men will claim that that they gathered for serious political talk, or high-minded intellectual and cultural conversations, but we know better. White’s, Boodles, the Royal Society . . . I grant you that serious subjects were no doubt discussed within their walls. But over the course of my research, I’ve come to the conclusion that equally important  was to act silly and get sloshed with their friends. (Just think of the Hellfire Club and the Four-In-Hand Club) What got me to thinking of this was a recent article I read on the Society of Dilettanti, which was formed in 1734 by a group of wealthy aristocrats who had been on the Grand Tour. Their purpose was to promote the study of ancient Greek and Roman art, as well as to encourage new art in the classical style. Very noble ideals, indeed—but here is Horace Walpole’s opinion of them in 1743: “. . . a club, for which the nominal qualification is having been in Italy, and the real one, being drunk . . .” Early accounts do seem to show a penchant for revelry and bawdy humor, as well as serious scholarship. From the beginning, artists figured prominently in the group—Sir Joshua Reynolds was one of the early members—and their depiction of club activities show a decided sense of humor. To whit, there is a very famous painting by Reynolds showing Sir William Hamilton pointing to a Greek vase, as if lecturing to seven of his fellow Dilettanti on the nuances of art. However, according to current member Richard Dorment, if you look closely, you will see that “ . . . Hamilton isn't aware of it, but  his colleagues are actually raising their glasses to a lady's garter that has been produced for general inspection by the fellow standing at the left.” Dorment also points out that in most paintings from that era, you will notice copious amounts of wine very much in evidence.” One of the early Dilettantis, painter George Knapton, did a series of portraits depicting his fellow members in various exotic costumes—usually with wine much in evidence. So it’s clear that these august, erudite nobles and scholars definitely liked to party! But that said, the Society did do more than drink and enjoy lewd jokes. (There is another painting showing a member looking at an classical jewel while making a suggestive gesture indicating the female sex. Again, according to Dorment, “ . . . among the ancient gems that we know circulated among the Dilettanti was at least one cameo carved with a Dionysian orgy ‘not fit for a lady’.”) It was the Dilettanti who first promoted the idea of a public academy for the arts, which resulted in the Royal Academy. They also funded travel for scholars to view ancient art as well as archeological expeditions which helped define the understanding of Greek and Roman art. Their publication, the Ionian Antiquities, which was a major influence in shaping the style of Neoclassicism in Great Britain. The Society’s link to the arts has remained strong throughout the centuries. (Aside from the frivolities, they have been an influential patron of the arts since their inception through today.) Notable painters who were Dilettanti members included Thomas Lawrence, Frederic Leighton, John Singer Sargent. David Hockney, one of my favorite modern painters, is currently among the 60 members. And the Dilettanti are still going strong in supporting classical study. They help fund the British Schools in Rome and Athens, as well as tra
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Sad to say I have caught a cold from my nearest and dearest. I am so glad that I do not live in the  Austen household in Chawton where dear Martha Lloyd would have dosed me with this concoction, courtesy of a certain Dr. Twiton: Take vol...
Sad to say I have caught a cold from my nearest and dearest. I am so glad that I do not live in the  Austen household in Chawton where dear Martha Lloyd would have dosed me with this concoction, courtesy of a certain Dr. Twiton: Take volitile salt of ammonia 32 gms– salt of Petre 40 gms. Put them in a marble mortar to a fine powder, then add one oz of Syrup of Balsam and on oz of oyl of sweet almonds, add 6 ozs of pump water. The whole of the above will make four draughts, one of which should be taken three times in 24 hours and to the night one add one dram of paragoria. I don’t even know what most of this stuff is, but then I look at the ingredients of my over the counter cold med and am equally mystified. Hannah Glasse (The Art of Cookery, 1747) has this recipe for making lozenges which sounds a little more palatable although I’m not sure whether they’re meant to be eaten or burned to make the air more healthy: Take two pounds of common white loaf-sugar, beat it well in a mortar, dissolve six ounces of Spanish liquorice in a little water; one ounce of gum-arabic dissolved likewise; add thereto a little oil of anise-seed; mix them well to a proper consistence, and cut them into small lozenges; let them lie in a band-box on the top of an oven a considerable time to dry, shaking the box sometimes. More strange recipes at Travels and Travails in 18th-century England and The Cookbook of Unknown Ladies. And some good writing news: Hidden Paradise has finaled in both the Golden Quill and Booksellers’ Best Awards! What are you up to?
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Please welcome 16-year-old YA author Jordan Link to the blog today chatting about her new fantasy romance The Sacrificed from Entranced Publishing. But first, meet Jordan… Jordan Link is currently contracted with Entranced Publishi...
Please welcome 16-year-old YA author Jordan Link to the blog today chatting about her new fantasy romance The Sacrificed from Entranced Publishing. But first, meet Jordan… Jordan Link is currently contracted with Entranced Publishing for her novel “The Sacrificed”, which will be released on May 6, 2013. She won first place in Jack L. Chalker’s Young Writers Contest of 2012 for her short story “The Bubble”, and attended Balticon 46 last year. She earned an honorable mention on December 3rd for the Young Voices Foundation Short Story Contest and will be published in their anthology “Oh, the Stories They Tell!” which will be available on Amazon. Her early love of reading inspired an equivalent passion towards writing, and she plans to continue doing so. Facebook    Author Blog    Goodreads    Twitter Writing from Experience by Jordan Link The Sacrificed has undertones of romance, which are evident when Dusk is introduced to Emerald. Dusk is a winged, a boy from the upper level of Centsia. Emerald is practically his polar opposite. She resides on the disease-ridden streets of the lower level, shackled by harsh laws and even harsher punishments. As soon as the council becomes wary of the relationship between Emerald and Dusk, Dusk vows to protect Emerald from circumstances that may be beyond his control. Whatever happens, he will not let her blood be drawn. He will not let her fall onto the sacrificial carpet, lifeless. I was perusing through a blog a few days ago, and a certain article caught my attention. It stated, quite bluntly, that romance authors should write from experience, and experience alone. At first, I was a bit shocked. It seemed ridiculous to me that a blogger could tell authors to write from experience, especially since I write YA fantasy. Hey, if I could really go to worlds of green glass, Gods, and winged people, I definitely would! But then I considered the subject more carefully. Romance is quite possible, a reality for most people. Writers who’ve experienced love don’t have to convey the budding affection between two characters using overdone clichés, and what they’ve read from other novels and sources in the past. I have to conclude that fiction is fiction. It’s using your imagination to design a world, a scene, and even the relationships between two characters. If all novels were based solely on reality, how boring and tedious would they be? People read novels as an escape, not a wake-up call, a burden. No matter what an author writes; if they use their dreams, their creativity, or their talent, a good book will result. Be sure to check out The Sacrificed. Emerald Hayden lives in the City of Centsia, a half-winged among the other walkers. She has no family, friends, or food: only a grim future filled with tiresome labor in the upper level’s factories.  But everything changes when she meets Dusk, a winged from the place that she previously scorned. He opens her eyes to a new possibility: the possibility of the unity of winged and walkers, of freedom, and of love.  Together, they decide to challenge the upper level’s supreme, winged council. But when a friend betrays them, they must choose whether to sacrifice their beliefs and save their own lives, or to remain along the thin line that divides the city in two. Success could mean liberty; failure, death. B&N     Amazon    Kobo   a Rafflecopter giveaway
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The Goddess by Robyn Grady (Idol #1) Entangled Publishing (May 2013) Kindle Edition, 205 pages Contemporary Romance The Goddess is the first part in the Idol series, a new trilogy by romance writer Robyn Grady. This is the first time...
The Goddess by Robyn Grady (Idol #1) Entangled Publishing (May 2013) Kindle Edition, 205 pages Contemporary Romance The Goddess is the first part in the Idol series, a new trilogy by romance writer Robyn Grady. This is the first time I have read any of her books and so I had no expectations, other than this was a contemporary romance and that the cover was quite pretty. The book is about an American girl called Helene Masters, who is on a working holiday on an Island in an Aegean Kingdom, and for some inexplicable reason has been tasked with painting the Prince’s villa on his secluded Island. Through a happy accident she meets Darius Vasily who is the Prince (soon to be King) of Teirenius. Tradition requires Darius to spend a week alone on the Island, only he can’t seem to find it in him to make Helene leave, so offers her a job as his cook and cleaner for the week. I realise that the author had a lot to squeeze into 205 pages and maybe that’s why the first 15 pages were so full of descriptive cheesiness, for example within the first 3 pages we’ve learnt that his voice was “like black velvet whispering over a stretch of bare skin” and that his eyes “flashed like black diamonds glittering in late-summer sunshine”. It was all a bit too much to take in at first, but once the story got going and the attraction and romance between Helene and Darius blossomed, it was a much sweeter book. The main problem I had was that the characters just didn’t really excite me. Darius is portrayed as a strong, slightly arrogant man, but he’s got a good, kind streak, and Helene is simply beautiful and very nice. I like my characters to have a bit of bite, sass and grit to them, especially the hero. The only character that I really liked was Thalia, the Prince’s sister, who had fallen in love with a servant. I’m wondering if Thalia’s story will be the subject of a future book as her story was left open. “The Goddess” of the title refers to a fertility figurine which has the power to “seduce and hypnotize”, and plays to the slightly paranormal side of the book. It is set up well to contribute to a pregnancy scare chain of events within the plot. The Goddess is hidden on the secluded Island where Darius and Helene are staying, but when Darius heads back to his palace he’s supposed to take it with him until he’s had a Son. It’s a good idea, and considering the whole plot is created around The Goddess figurine, it does its job quite well by remaining mysterious and intriguing throughout. VERDICT: So yes, all in all Robyn Grady did fit quite a lot of story and sex into her 205 pages, I was happy with the ending and it was a nice diversion to read during my commute but there were no real surprises. Although I quite liked certain characters there wasn’t much development, I couldn’t really tell you much about them except that the hero is a handsome Prince and the heroine is a pretty American. If you’re looking for a quick read and a little bit of light escapism with a sweet love story then maybe this book is for you. Perhaps I would have enjoyed it more if it had been filled out a bit and it was a couple of hundred pages longer, as I enjoyed the author’s writing. However, on the strength of this book alone, I don’t think I’d read the rest of the series. RATING:  ROBYN GRADY ONLINE Website | Goodreads | Facebook | Twitter BUY YOUR COPY
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