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Dawn #2
Jade Dawn
Suspecting that Captain Matthew Barron is an opium smuggler, Rachel Todd throws a glass of champagne into his face, but his shocking marriage proposal makes her see the handsome seaman in a new light. Original.
384 pages, Mass Market Paperback
First published November 1, 1993
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Susannah Leigh
13 books6 followersSusannah Leigh was born in Minneapolis and raised in St. Paul, Minnesota. After graduating from the University of Minnesota she moved on to New York City, where she worked at a variety of jobs and appeared in many off-Broadway productions. She stayed in New York for twelve years and then left for a year of traveling to such spots as Morocco, Nepal, and Afghanistan.
Ms. Leigh is currently living in West Los Angeles, where she spends her non-writing time indulging her interests in reading, travel, history, and lying in the sun.
Ms. Leigh is currently living in West Los Angeles, where she spends her non-writing time indulging her interests in reading, travel, history, and lying in the sun.
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January 10, 2013
Is it fair to rate a book you haven't finished? I can't force myself to go on with this book. It is boring, and the romance so far not at all believable. I have no liking for the male lead, and his about face from a man-slut to being intent on marrying the heroine after a single meeting is just...stupid. I'm only about a quarter of the way through...yawn.
April 26, 2009
I found this book to be incredibly boring. I had to actually force myself to continue reading it. I did finish it but I could have better spent my time reading other books on my monthly challenges.
December 15, 2021
This is the second book I read by this author, and definitely the last! She must have had friends in the publishing business, otherwise her works would never have seen print.
However, she could gladly take the honors for most boring couple in a so-called historical romance. There was absolutely no chemistry between them whatsoever. As for personalities, oh, brother!
The h was a self-righteous, my-way-or-the-highway pain in the ass, who had a real inflated opinion of herself, as well as a superiority complex, which was funny, coming from someone who almost became an opium addict. But she took the stuff for a noble reason, naturally, while everyone else just indulges shamelessly. She gets all hissy fit bothered because the H has the drug as part of his ship's cargo, and tries to get rid of it, practically orders him to stop shipping it, then insists he see what it's all about, by taking him to the same opium den her brother took her to (the family that parties together....) and making him smoke some. In fact, she keeps giving him more of it, not even letting him make his own decision about how much he takes. She also tells him she won't marry him unless he changes his ways, though she will sleep with him. Typical of young women in the 1840's, and the Easter bunny is real!
It's ironic, how she, who values her independence and freedom, seems to enjoy taking that away from the H. I wouldn't be surprised if the author went through a bad experience in her life with a domineering alpha man and sought to get her revenge by turning the H in her book into a soy boy.
As for the H, (and I use that term in jest) this guy could win the Beta Simp award with no competition, talk about lack of balls! He falls for the h right away (though why, I can't figure out, she had the charm of a septic tank), keeps saying he wants to marry her, shaves his beard off the minute she says she doesn't like it (must have used the razor to castrate himself as well), smoked opium because she told him to, then got scared and threw up, keeps on saying how much he loves her when she has to have the words dragged from her lips, decides he'll let her have her way in everything because a real relationship is give and take, when meanwhile she was doing all the taking, and practically bends down and kisses her butt, telling her how nice it smells. (I'm sure he'll get around to it, those opium farts are hard to resist.) While this kind of guy is every rad fem's dream, he'll have the average woman screaming: "Get me an alpha!"
And get me away from this poor excuse for an author!
However, she could gladly take the honors for most boring couple in a so-called historical romance. There was absolutely no chemistry between them whatsoever. As for personalities, oh, brother!
The h was a self-righteous, my-way-or-the-highway pain in the ass, who had a real inflated opinion of herself, as well as a superiority complex, which was funny, coming from someone who almost became an opium addict. But she took the stuff for a noble reason, naturally, while everyone else just indulges shamelessly. She gets all hissy fit bothered because the H has the drug as part of his ship's cargo, and tries to get rid of it, practically orders him to stop shipping it, then insists he see what it's all about, by taking him to the same opium den her brother took her to (the family that parties together....) and making him smoke some. In fact, she keeps giving him more of it, not even letting him make his own decision about how much he takes. She also tells him she won't marry him unless he changes his ways, though she will sleep with him. Typical of young women in the 1840's, and the Easter bunny is real!
It's ironic, how she, who values her independence and freedom, seems to enjoy taking that away from the H. I wouldn't be surprised if the author went through a bad experience in her life with a domineering alpha man and sought to get her revenge by turning the H in her book into a soy boy.
As for the H, (and I use that term in jest) this guy could win the Beta Simp award with no competition, talk about lack of balls! He falls for the h right away (though why, I can't figure out, she had the charm of a septic tank), keeps saying he wants to marry her, shaves his beard off the minute she says she doesn't like it (must have used the razor to castrate himself as well), smoked opium because she told him to, then got scared and threw up, keeps on saying how much he loves her when she has to have the words dragged from her lips, decides he'll let her have her way in everything because a real relationship is give and take, when meanwhile she was doing all the taking, and practically bends down and kisses her butt, telling her how nice it smells. (I'm sure he'll get around to it, those opium farts are hard to resist.) While this kind of guy is every rad fem's dream, he'll have the average woman screaming: "Get me an alpha!"
And get me away from this poor excuse for an author!
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