lorenalee

I think it’s about time to call this one, this is the first of Julia Quinn’s books that I just couldn’t finish. I tried, I really did, but I found the story, characters, and romance just so frigging boring, I couldn’t make myself read more of this utterly disappointing book.

And just let me say, I absolutely love Julia Quinn's books, she is my favorite historical romance author; I read her books when I'm in a reading rut or feeling sad :( - because her books always make me feel better.


I need to read the book synopsis just to remember what this book was about… Not a good sign.


I had high hopes going into this book, I’ve enjoyed the previous books in the Smythe-Smith Quartet and I was intrigued by both main characters, as they had been introduced in the last two books already.

One of the problems that I had with this book where the two mc’s, Sarah and Hugh just don’t fit together. The romance felt forced – because the characters have no chemistry, and absolutely no reason to develop deeper feelings for each other, and definitely no reason to literally go from hating each other’s guts to falling in love in a matter of days (if not hours)!

The whole insta-after-hating-each-other’s-guts-love does not work for me. So naturally for the rest of the book (before I DNFished at 39%) I was annoyed and bored…


The rest of the book is filled with an absolutely ridiculous plot, fluff, fluff, and more fluff. That’s all that there is; no depth and definitely no interesting characters. There was still humor though, because it’s a Julia Quinn book, but the specialness that I found in practically all of Julia Quinn’s books – and made me love them so much – was simply missing.


So although I love Julia Quinn and her books, this one didn't do it for me, and is – in my opinion – her worst work.