This lovely set of romance novels was from my Grandmother on my last birthday, who said “I thought you would like these. They are about witches and magic. And I’ve heard there’s not much dirty stuff in it. So it’s not weird that I’m giving them to you.”
To which I replied “What’s the point if there is no dirty stuff in them?!”
And she swatted at me and called me a ‘Dirty bird’.
She was right though, they weren’t too dirty.
This one was kind of boring actually. I just wanted them to hump and get it over with!
This is the story of cousins who are fighting an age old demon, curse, and family blight.
Which I actually forget his name. I think it starts with a ‘D’…
Anyway. This book fell flat for me just because I don’t like Iona. (The lead in this novel.) She says everything she thinks and none of it seems too bright. She expects a quiet angry man to just start emoting the second they meet and it just all felt forced, too fast for a relationship, and all around pointless for the plot.
Sure, it’s great to see people fall in love, but I could never tell if this book was taking place over months or weeks, it wasn’t the greatest read.
Saying that, the series DID eventually grow on me.
Tune in next week.
The Deranged Librarian 