Five years ago, Amy Mason spent a whirlwind weekend in Florence with a devastatingly sexy Italian painter—a man who awakened her body, captured her soul, and left an imprint she could never quite erase. Then, she walked away.
Now, newly single and trying to reclaim her heart, Amy vows to move forward, to forget the past. But fate has other plans.
When a casual night out leads her to an art gallery, Amy finds herself face-to-face with a collection of breathtakingly sensual paintings. Each brushstroke burns with memory. Each canvas drips with longing. And the woman in those works? She’s hauntingly familiar.
The past isn’t done with Amy yet . . . and neither is he.
Elizabeth St. Clare writes sizzling, heart-stopping romance with equal parts passion and longing.
When not crafting love stories that leave you breathless, she can be found indulging in good coffee, wandering bookstores, or dreaming up the next irresistible heroine. Whether it’s slow-burn tension, second-chance love, or undeniable chemistry, Liz believes every love story deserves a happily ever after—with plenty of heat along the way.
Steamy, passionate, and romantic! The MMC is dreamy - sexy and ravaging but also waxes poetically about his love for the FMC. The FMC is imperfect, relatable, and has tremendous growth throughout the course of the book. And the spice is SPICING. 5 stars!
⭐️⭐️ (2/5 stars) Thank you for the giveaway, but… while I didn’t hate Brunello, I definitely didn’t love it. I couldn’t connect with either main character, and I didn’t find them especially likeable. There was nothing that really drew me into the story, and even the spice felt off. Overall, it just didn’t do it for me.
Love love this book. Brunello is steamy, fun, and totally addictive. I couldn’t stop turning the pages, and every scene pulled me in deeper. It’s sexy without being cheesy, and the story has just the right mix of heat and heart.