That was what Sabrina Barrington would be if forced to marry. The secret she guarded made it impossible for her to be anyone's bride, much less the enigmatic Earl of Kenilworth's! But blackmail had prompted her wedding vows, and made her his unwilling prisoner…
The ghosts of the past were all too solid for Hunter Sinclair, yet to ensure a future for those he loved, he would do anything—even marry Sabrina Barrington, a woman whose mystery both infuriated and intoxicated him, heart and soul!
Tried to do way too much and way too little at the same time.
Oft, too many characters occupied the same space without adequate reason or description so it got muddled. Structural problems--timeline, big gestures that come to nothing, points brought up that seem as though they'll be in play later that are never again mentioned. Uneven characters with very acute arcs, so they didn't develop as they resolved problems and came together in rapport and then love. And not nearly enough plot to hold up the weight of the many, too many, conflicts larded in.
It was even difficult to skim, because action and place changes were abrupt and told within a paragraph that were easily lost, and the continuing barrage of exposition so densely packed.
This is a trope (forced marriage) I enjoy but it barely registered here as that trope. Mostly the characters had endless internal asides about their secrets and troubles that never developed until the final pages, meaning they just reiterated what we already knew without adding more. Otherwise they clanged about various manufactured small conflicts. They hid too much from one another for too long.
The action--whether the characters moving around in space or more sprawling scenes--was poorly done. I didn't really know how to picture most of it and drew on contextual conclusions to put together a whole.
I wasn't even carried along by the could-be charms of the leads and their romance. Servicable, rote; and the hero was so remote-and-then-fraught by turns he didn't make sense.
If this wasn't a Harlequin with their ~300pg cap for historicals, I wonder if it could have benefited from the breathing room. The prose wasn't terrible and the characters not grim. The ending was far too abrupt from all the rest that had happened and needed to be wrapped up. Plodding to breakneck.
This books gets 5 stars as a Harlequin classic - forced marriage, enemies to lovers, men in kilts, young ladies wielding pistols with no gun safety skill, secret pasts, social unrest - Hunter of My Heart has it all. My kind of book but not for everyone, I know. If for some reason you decide not to finish this book, please know that the tiny, asthmatic twins (who seem to always be “already dressed in their nightgowns” no matter the time of day) DO make it through, and escape the clutches of their heartless grandpapa who only sees them as heirs to his legacy and not as people.
This entire review has been hidden because of spoilers.
This book was pretty bad, to be honest, but in an entertaining way (if that is possible). I think if the book had stayed away from political history (which was confusing and not well explained) it could have been a lot better. Pretty predictable off-camera sort of ending which wrapped everything up far too neatly. But I did enjoy it at parts, and learned a few new Scottish words in the process.