Cruel fate had cast Belinda Sutton from riches to rags. But nothing had prepared her innocent heart for the mysterious American whose past hid as many secrets as her own. From the moment she awoke, half-drowned and naked, aboard Shane Kincaid's ship, Belinda knew their fates were linked.
His savage kisses awakened her passion as they followed desire to its white-hot limits. And nothing --- not heartache, danger or betrayal --- could keep them apart.
I've only read a few Harlequin Historical books and can't say I'm a fan, and this book doesn't change my mind. It was too annoying, the way Shane can't make a commitment to Belinda, and it goes on and on (and on and on), ad nauseum. Mistress yes, wife no! Then, when Belinda discovers she's pregnant while Shane's away and not knowing when and if he'll return, she decides to marry a middle-aged man who dotes on her, just to give her baby a name. She has no feelings for him besides gratitude, but since he knows about the baby and her love for Shane, it's not as though he's blindsided. Considering the story takes place in a time when unwed mothers were treated as pariahs, it's not surprising she'd take this path.
What IS surprising (a.k.a. ridiculous) is when she gets a letter from Shane, saying that he's coming back, will explain everything, and that he loves her, and she still goes through with the wedding! The father of her baby, the man she loves so much, whose child she's carrying, just told her he loves her and has things to tell her, and clearly can't wait to see her again, and she decides to marry a man old enough to be her father, who she doesn't love, who would understand why she'd change her mind, and then, when he tells her it will be a marriage in name only, she volunteers to sleep with him! She lets another man get between her legs when she's carrying her true love's child!!!! GROSS!!!!!!!
That's when I stopped reading. I hope she dies in childbirth!
Um livro que se passa na Inglaterra eduardiana e que acompanha a vida de Belinda, filha bastarda e amada de um duque, e de Shane, um espião americano durante a sua missão na Inglaterra. Já digo logo de cara, que casalzinho difícil de engolir.
Belinda fisicamente era aquele poço de perfeição que as heroínas do anos 80 e 90 costumam ser, a personalidade teimosa e orgulhosa que foi me irritando aos poucos, pois na maior parte das vezes a levava as raias da imbecilidade.
Shane era aquele macho alfa típico de época, talvez lendo há uns 20 anos atrás eu tivesse achado ele um herói ‘forte e intenso’, com a minha maturidade atual só pude enxergar um homem teimoso, intransigente, preconceituoso e com a tendência a recorrer a violência física como forma de se fazer valer durante uma discursão, ou seja, um horror que não tem ombros largos e olhos azuis que salvem. Além do mais, ele passa dois terços do livro remoendo a traição de outra mulher, um balde de água fria.
Talvez esse fosse o livro que me agradasse no início dos meus vinte anos, mas hoje em dia li só para saber como esse casal duvidoso conseguiu ficar junto no final sem se matar no processo.