A REVERIE OF ROSES by Thea Hawthorne
“Nora knows her faults. She knows her weaknesses. And she knows that the is an old break in her defences, the exact size and shape of Lisette Lacemont.”
To save her career, Nora must paint the one woman she swore never to face again—Lisette Lacemont, the flighty socialite who once stole her heart. Trapped in a country manor by a summer storm, she has no escape from Lisette’s sharp wit, relentless flirtations, or the way she sees right through her. Lisette is a challenge, a muse, an irresistible frustration—and if Nora isn’t careful, she might lose more than just her wager.
I genuinely didn’t want A Reverie of Roses to end.
Something I’ve found in Thea Hawthorne’s writing is a voice that feels entirely distinct from anything else. Both this book and The Muse of Missing Pieces offer a glimpse into a much vaster world, one we slowly uncover through passing comments and rich descriptions. The magic system—whispered hints of aether, stormbeasts, and other peculiarities—is light in its involvement, yet I crave to know more. I also love that the country where the story unfolds, Esk, is named after the Esk rivers in Tasmania.
This novella is so atmospheric. It has a taste, a texture, a sound. The descriptions of paintings, colours, and details are so vivid that you can almost reach out and touch them. That’s no surprise, as the author herself is an artist—she designs her own covers and even includes a couple of illustrations in the book.
The romance was positively entrancing. I often struggle with romance in books—the connection, the pacing, the yearning—but this one captured it beautifully. The tension between Nora and Lisette fills the air, their push and pull unfolding with perfect precision. Lisette’s bold flirtations and Nora’s sharp wit create a dynamic that’s as frustrating as it is irresistible. Their history adds an extra layer, contrasting past and present in a way that made their moments together feel all the more poignant.
The setting adds to the magic of it all. There’s a sense of privacy, of intimacy, as if we too are trapped in the manor with them, listening to the rain against the windows. It’s so cozy, it made me feel like drying off in front of a fire after getting soaked in a storm. I was so pulled in that I nearly forgot to get off at my train stop.
Beyond the romance, the book offers a wonderful cast of characters, from Lisette’s friends to her cousin Toby, who make the manor feel like an extended sleepover while the storm rages outside.
Their interactions were delightful, and I’d love to see more of them in future novellas.
At the end of the book, there’s a link to the author’s newsletter, where you can read a brief epilogue that ties everything together even more beautifully. Honestly, everything about this novella—the pacing, the tension, the connection between the leads, the sheer coziness—was breathtaking. Whatever Thea Hawthorne writes next, I will be reading.
**Thank you to the author for the eARC**
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