Dls’s Comments (group member since Sep 14, 2010)

Dls’s comments from the Fans of Eloisa James & Julia Quinn group.

Nope. I have an idea who the author is....

Of course!

I know I have read this but I can't place it. Grrrr.

Reading Jodi THomas' new book in the Harmony series. So far so good. And more Eve and Roarke....
Tomorrow Barbara O'Neal's new book comes out and I'm looking forward to that.

It was! My daughter is studying in England this year so we all met in Spain for a week, watched semana Santa processions, yhem spent 2 days in England and saw Easter mass at her college chapel complete with a boy
Choir.

Nice choice! Sorry I don't remind you--I've been on vacation.

I liked it a lot. I did find their adventures to be just one thing after another rather than being compelled by the plot, and I missed some of the wonderful
Quotable things from her earlier books, but I liked both hero and heroine and how they grew as a couple.

Oh I did read it! It's a great choice.

Its The Next Always, by Nora Roberts

I'm still reading lots and lots of Eve and Roarke. I have loaded up my nook with stuff that comes out March 27 and I'm taking it with me on vacation. (Does anyone know if you can download on nooks outside the country if you already bought? I know for some copyright reason you can't buy outside the country, but I'm hoping I'll get my April 2 releases. )

I know. I loved the parts where he takes care of them and they have man nights. I wish there had been less decorating.

There were several things I didn’t like about this book, but at the heart of it was a lovely story about a man falling in love with with a family, and the family falling in love with him.


He left the pizza in its borrowed insulated delivery pack in the bed of the truck, had a bit of a struggle bringing the dogs back when they sprinted to the end of their leashes, in opposing directions. But counted every bit of the hassle worthwhile when heroine’s youngest son opened the door.
Even as his eyes popped wide and his mouth dropped open, both dogs leaped forward. Son landed on his butt, belly laughing as the dogs ran over him, plopped on him, licked everywhere they could reach. “Doggies! Hero’s got doggies.” He rolled with them, doing his best to hug them to him as his brothers charged out of the playroom.
Chaos, probably the best possible kind in hero’s opinion, ensued. Dogs raced, jumped, barked. Kids chased, tumbled and shouted.
Heroine cam out to watch, set her hands on her hips. She started to shake her head, call some sort of order. Then found herself simply staring at hero.
He grinned, wide and easy, as kids and dogs wrestled and rolled around his feet. He stood, hands tucked into his front pockets, legs spread wide enough for boys and puppies to squirm through. When one of the pups tested its sharp little teeth on the toe of his boot, he just laughed and nudged it clear.
In the instant that he looked up, met her eyes, his warm blue and full of fun, she fell.
Maybe she’d been sliding, she realized, inching her way along. But this was the finish line, the moment she knew—no doubts—she loved. The moment she could see herself with him next month, next year, next always.
Maybe it came with a little trickle of panic, and the uncertainty of knowing what could or would be. But the love rang as strong and as real as her children’s laughter.
And that, she thought, was that.
“Mom! Mom! Did you see?” Middle son staggered up, carrying a pup whose tongue hung out in a silly doggie grin. “Hero brought puppies over.”
“They like us.” Oldest son turned his face right and left as the second pup covered it with kisses. “They really like us.”
“Come see!” Youngest son wrapped his arms around the one in oldest son’s lap. “Come see them. They’re real cut, and they’re soft, and they don’t smell bad. Can’t we have a puppy? Please, mom, can’t we?”
“Another one?” She opened her eyes wide, feigning shock. “Two aren’t enough?”
“What two?”
“Those two.”
And another moment, she thought. The moment when she told herself whatever the puppies did, however many times she had to clean up after them, roll out of a warm bed to let them out, it would be a small price to pay for the look of stunned, radiant joy on her little boy’s face.
“They’re ours?” His whisper echoed that same joy.
“Ask hero. He’s the one who got them—and wore me down. “
Three faces turned up to his while the puppies nipped and licked. “You got them for us?” Oldest son managed. “For us to keep?”
“Well, they’re brothers.”
“Like us!” middle son shouted.

I checked once and there were 100 dukes, give or take. If there were about the same number of marquesses, and probably only 5-10 had daughters on the marriage mart at any given time (even with the prolific family sizes...) and given that he was rich you figure either they had good dowries or there would be a story line explaining why...The daughters should have been some of the big catches of their seasons.

Theresa, her family was still extremely rich and her dad was a Marquis. Even if people thought maybe she wasn't that perfect, I just don't see it hurting her sisters' marital chances, particularly in that day and age.
If she had been the daughter of a country squire, maybe....

I've read the Raybourn series, and like it. I find the Outlander series overwritten--there are moments in it I love (one where a sort of secondary hero, who is gay, writes a love letter to the primary hero, who is straight, and then burns it....) but you have to slog through so much to get to the powerful moments...

I was surprised by this scene when I read the book...I didn't expect him to offer that. Good choice.

I've been reading Eve and Roarke, which I had never tried. Very addictive. Its made me think about how few series there are which really follow a relationship through time--maybe the Outlander series, but what others?

Ok, I guess I have to go back. This was going to be a DNF for me, even though I loved the letters, because I really didn't like how much he was a jerk. (Nor could I really believe in her reactions to him after 8 years, no matter how close they were in the past.) And also, because I couldn't buy that Penelope being jilted would do such harm to her family's marital chances--that plot line just didn't work at all for me.

Never heard of it--I will have to check it out!

Me neither...