✰ 2.5 stars ✰
“We’re tossed by the winds of fate, Maggie Mae. Once we end where they blow us, we make of ourselves what we will.”
When I was fourteen, I stumbled upon the only two Nora Roberts novels our high school library had in its collection, because I seriously doubt that aside from the teachers, the school wanted their young readers to be reading Nora Roberts. 🫣 But, as it was the dawn of my own awakening of more explicit content at this time - that is a story for another day - I read both of these books. One was a novella (I didn't know it was called that, then) and the other was Part 2 of her Born in Trilogy series, Born in Ice. It was a light blue paperback that housed such a wonderful story that had me smitten on sight - ah, my young teenage impressionable heart - and intrigued to uncover the start and discover the conclusion of the Irish sisters. 😊
Many a moon later, embittered by time and emboldened by a vaster reading library, it pains me how I am not so easily smitten as I was before. Call it cynicism or a more seasoned experienced eye, or just more questionable over the writing style and content that makes me a harsher critic. Plus, to weigh in the fact that it was written in the early 90s, I should not be so quick to dismiss it. 😔
Twenty-eight-year-old Irish Margaret Mary Concannon is a talented glass artist, a hermit and eccentric, a girl Born in Fire, 'you were, like one of your finest and boldest statues.' Since she was very young, her mother has never shied away in showing just how much she has scorned her existence since the day she was born, cursing her and her sister for her doomed life, as well as a marriage that failed in all financial substance, thus heralding both daughters to have a rather strained if not difficult relationship with their mother, which only worsened when their devoted and caring father passed away five years prior before the story begins. Upon his unfortunate death, Maggie vows that she will make a name for herself, never be beholden to anyone, and amass all the wealth and fame and riches, she failed to grasp in her life, due to family obligation or duty, ensuring that much like the stunning beautiful glass work that she forges in fire, she will refuse to allow herself or her work to bow down to the whims of anyone - man, woman, or child. 🙂↔️
That is, until, her exceptional sculptures and exquisite technique captures the eye of the dashing and debonair, thirty-three-year-old Rogan, the owner of Worldwide Galleries, one of Dublin's top-selling art galleries, and who is determined, if not obsessed, to stake a claim in the marketing and sales of her stunning pieces, only to discover upon getting to know her that he wants to have a part of her heart, as well. Raised to succeed and to win, he'll stop at nothing to prove to her that not only is her work the visionary first step in bringing change to his business, but that he was the perfect man to give her the changes that she, herself, so desperately sought to have in her life, but did not quite know how to get there. 😞
“She needed nothing more than what she had. Wanted more, perhaps, but she knew that...some ambitions, when realized, carried a heavy price.”
Setting aside the dynamic of their relationship, there is another prevalent story that is concurrently running that definitely deserves a mention. For this is as much a romance as it is a story about family and the mistakes and decisions one makes - in the right or questionable conscience that evidently plays a pivotal role in shaping our personalities, as well. 😥 'I want exactly what he says I can have, and want it so it hurts my heart.' And the spite that exists within Maggie's mother for her and her sister, Brie is one of the nurtured reasons as to why Maggie is so driven not to be swayed by the temptation of riches; despite how she desires the luxuries of wealth for how she has deprived of it her entire life is the core reason for her driving aim to succeed on her own accord and not to be tempted by Rogan's promises of fame and money, despite how she is so drawn to him, as well. ❤️🩹❤️🩹
It's a battle of the wills and attraction on both sides that made their chemistry so very intense and so very driven to prove each other's singular worth and growth. Rogan, the third generation of prosperity, who has been fed the silver spoon his entire life, will never quite know the feelings and dealings of Maggie, who's had to work and scrape for her raw talent to speak for itself. It's a grounding if not heartbreaking revelation to realize that even when she resented the riches, it was something she so desperately craved too.
So, if I was to commend Nora Roberts on certain points, it would be on how she captured Maggie's resilience and head-strong will in pursuit of her own success. And like Rogan's own pursuits for his career, the story was a quaint blend of 'family and pride of heritage, the love of art, the love of business' all in the pursuit of discovering oneself. Even when she admitted to her wants, she never forgot that she earned them rightfully so. 🫂🫂 I liked how kind and gracious she was to Brie and the importance of family; the love for her father and the love she had for her community - the Irish in her that loved the air of the countryside and enjoyed the peace and tranquility of being content in one's own capabilities. While the romance was developing, so, too was her understanding of why her mother scorned her so, and how she proved to rise above that hatred and show how important family loyalty is to her. It was both admirable and honorable of how her quiet defiance showed that she was a good person, at heart, always. 🥲
“A tear comes from the heart,’ Rogan said. ‘And neither should be handled carelessly. I won’t break yours, Maggie, nor you mine.”
Rogan may come off as uncaring and cold and even abrasive in his treatment of Maggie at how she got on his nerves with her temperaments, as well as his fierce desire to have her all for himself, but there was still moments where his soft and caring side came out that I could see the appeal. Hey, I've got eyes! And a heart, too, which very much warmed up to the way in which he listened to Maggie and how his heart swelled upon the sight of her - wanting to please her in any way possible. ‘Have I given you so little romance, Maggie?’ 🥺 Understood where her deep rooted fear, if not hatred of his way of life came from, as well as her deep love for her craft and how she protected it like it was a part of her. And it was. So to see how she fought to keep it safe was understandable.
He thawed that part of her, by showing that she could be rich in happiness, too. That money does, indeed, buy happiness not always, but for her, it had its price and merits, but that she was allowed the luxury of love. That she did not have to fester in her quiet reluctance of admitting that her talents were worth their dues. ‘My personal and professional lives are always fusing. And I indulge both when the whim strikes.’ And I enjoyed their repartee - their challenges - their intense banter and their scathing, if not lovable retorts that showed just how compatible they were - no matter how different their lifestyles and views were. They grounded each other in ways they least expected or thought and to see Maggie soften parts of her heart to him and share in her vulnerability and honesty was nicely done. 🥰💞
“Tonight it would be different.
Tonight he would take her through a labyrinth of dreams before the flames.”
The spice - ah, well, the spice was spicy, but I think at fourteen, I was definitely much more innocent than I am now! So, it wasn't as steamy as I remembered her writing to be - very sensual, not too graphic as I recall, just sorta enough to toe the boundaries of ooh and aah... ♥️♥️
Think of that what you will. 😅
What set me off were a couple of things; I did not understand why we needed a secondary romance subplot in the story, along with two other character perspectives. It made no sense and quite frankly bored me, if not annoyed me. If it was simply an example that money doesn't buy love or happiness, then sure, I'll bite. But, Rogan and Maggie's love should have been enough, no? 😮💨
While my heart did somewhat sympathize for Maggie's mother, I also feel that this is an example of mental health struggles that were never quite properly addressed. And how she spent a lifetime of blame and spite of ill treatment towards her daughters seems rather unjust and unfair that it takes only a small crack to show that there is hope for change. 😒
“Is it your art you’re talking about, Maggie, or is it your heart?’
‘I don’t have one without the other. So it seems I’ve given him a piece of both.”
I was very much enjoying the push and pull of their chemistry, right until the point when Rogan threw down the gauntlet with the ultimatum that it's marriage or nothing for their love story to continue, and I was just like woah. 🙅🏻♀️ Maybe, once upon a time it was meant to be romantic, but yeah, it was too macho bravado of demanding and expecting an answer that just rubbed me the wrong way. Even if I forgive it for it being very fitting of the 90s era, I just could not stomach it, especially with how the story then centers on Maggie literally having to cave to his whims in order for them to be happy. To change and submit, sort of like breaking a part of her spirit to his whims... which in essence, does kind of defeat the purpose of her character, but alas. 😒
The latter third of the book where it seemed to lose its steam and way, as it progressed to a sort of lazy drawl of a read, where it was just waiting for Maggie to finally give way to Rogan's ultimatum. 🥱 It felt very wearisome to continue, as if the author was searching for a way to make the story longer than necessary. 😩
I know they feel like moot points and very much of their time, but it was still enough to warrant a very lukewarm ending to wrap up my very much hopeful expectations. I expected more of the zing to course through me over the romance and the family drama - to really feel Maggie's change of heart to be an affirmative and convincing one. 😕 I didn't feel that. It doesn't change the fact that I am curious to see what my fourteen-year-old self found so enjoyable about book 2 of this series; but I will go in with slight wariness knowing that perhaps, after twenty years, some of my tastes have changed rather extensively since my teen years. 🙂↕️