Wow, I never thought I would give one star to a Julia Quinn book, but here we go.
I have been recovering from an operation for the past week or so. IWow, I never thought I would give one star to a Julia Quinn book, but here we go.
I have been recovering from an operation for the past week or so. I am on a ton of antibiotics and my head is spinning, so I just wanted something light and frothy and unchallenging that would distract me from wanting to weep from boredom for a bit but that I can put down whenever I can't look at the page anymore. I have been watching a lot of daytime TV, and let me tell you, I can feel my brain turning into goo, so Quinn with her trademark light romps and humour should have been just the thing.
Unfortunately, this was too ligh and too fluffy and cute even in my current state. The hero and heroine fall in love on the first page and really the rest of the book seems to have no purpose other than to make you projectile vomit across the room from its sickly sweetness. There is no real conflict or obstacle standing in the way of the instalove other than the fact that both the hero and the heroine seem too TSTL to notice and Ms. Quinn's usual delightful humour and witty dialoge are completely and entirely absent from this book. If you have not read any of Ms. Quinn's other work, I urge you to give this one a miss as it is very far from her best....more
As is the tradition, the hero, Michael, is a playboy of galactic proportions and swoon-inducingly handsome. Not fabulously wealthy, but (never fear) MAs is the tradition, the hero, Michael, is a playboy of galactic proportions and swoon-inducingly handsome. Not fabulously wealthy, but (never fear) Michael has a cousin who is rich, titled and with a beautiful wife to boot. Of course, Michael has been secretly and irrevocably in love with said wife from the moment he first clapped eyes on her (not that this stops him from sleeping around quite a bit and being an epic libertine). Unfortunately, the cousin does not have the decency to be a mean and evil old troll and is, in fact, someone whom Michael loves and respects (as does Francesca, the wife and our heroine), so Michael has no choice but to love and suffer quietly while being friends with the happy couple. And the situation would have probably continued so indefinitely had the husband not SUDDENLY and tragically ceased being among the living.
Francesca is suitably devastated by the tragic event and Michael is so guilt-ridden that he runs all the way to India but comes to his senses (partially) after four years and heads back home EXACTLY at the same time as the heroine decides to finally move on after her husband's death and start looking for a replacement (she wants kids, after all).
Our heroes then work through all of their issues and have some mind-blowing sex along the way until they come to their senses COMPLETELY and realise that, OF COURSE, the deceased husband would have wanted them both to be happy and was, in fact, expecting this to happen any minute now when he was alive. The end.
All in all, this was a charming story and is my favourite of the Bridgerton series, despite being more melancholy than the others. It was refreshing to have the hero love the heroine from the start and not have a blushing virgin of a heroine fall into the hero's lap like an over-ripe fruit having barely glanced at his manly profile. Plus, I love a man who can talk dirty. HUGE turn on.
There were a few cons, e.g. the first part of the book (until the hero comes to his wits and decides to go after the heroine) dragged on for longer than is necessary, the letters that preceded each chapter did not work as well as the Lady Whistledown columns in the previous books (though they weren't as bad as the intro's to the chapters in the last two books in the series) and the bit in the end with the dead husband's mother thanking the hero for "letting" him (the husband) love the heroine first was just bizarre. But, all in all, this was a very satisfying (and horn-inducing) read. ...more
My favourite Julia Quinn book is How to Catch an Heiress. I laughed so much when reading that book, I couldn't help but fall in***CONTAINS SPOLERS***
My favourite Julia Quinn book is How to Catch an Heiress. I laughed so much when reading that book, I couldn't help but fall in love with both the characters and Julia Quinn's writing style.
This book, however, is by far not Quinn's best. I did enjoy the first half of the book very much. It had all the characteristic wit and charm of Quinn's other work and the interaction between Miranda, Olivia, Turner and Winston was excellent. However, everything after the hunting lodge destroyed all that. The sex whilst stuck in a hunting lodge in the rain in itself was such a cliche that it would have been enough to drag the book down for me. But Quinn obviously decided, why stop there? The hero running off, the pregnancy, the heroine's refusal to marry the hero, the miscarriage, another pregnancy, the hero's inability to accept and acknowledge his love until the heroine nearly dies, it was all just one cliche piled on top of another ad infinitum and, no matter how charming or witty the execution, it was all a bit too much for me, particularly as there was no other plot to drive the story forward.
The hero irritated me no end as he was irresponsible and thoughtless and there was no real come uppance for his actions (I like my heroes to be punished properly if they are naughty). I also didn't really get the point of the bookstore episode as the idea behind it was not developed any further (other than Turner giving Miranda the book in the end) and almost seemed like it was thrown in just to fill some page space.
Overall, the book was light, fun and well-written but I will not be picking it up again....more