I liked it at first, with the h, Linnet arriving in Williamsburg (love Colonial settings) posing as her cousin Vivian, and planning to marry Lucien Rutledge in her place, while Vivian runs off with her rakish lover, Leon. Well, it started out good but got more and more ridiculous. Monson, Harris, Marcella Thum), & Lancaster ain't even close to that level. **There are exceptions, but the author needs certain skills to pull it off (e.g. I tend to dislike rippers where the guy thinks the girl is a bad apple** & therefore deserves the back of his hand or the stab of his peen solely because she's got enticing anwhile, she either can't or won't enlighten him as to the truth. The later Revolutionary era is rocky enough put those Indian stockades in a story & I'm zoned out faster than you can say boo.Ĥ) Hero is a douchebag, one of those who pegs the heroine as a hellspawn whore from page 1 & absolutely WILL NOT be dissuaded. With the exception of Salem-area fiction, I truly loathe reading about the early colonial period. There's just no connection.ģ) I hate this setting. I wanted a tawdry ripper, & this is that breed, but something about the writing keeps putting me off. This is self-explanatory, methinks.Ģ) Fussy Book Crankies. Not sure what the most grievous issue is here, but I'm sick, I've got Fussy Book Crankies, I hate this setting, & the hero is a douchebag.
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