I have read Nora Roberts since I read her first novels with Harlequin Romance. I should say that I read them in middle school, and they belonged to my mother who had received them nearly a decade prior.
I have to say, Chantel's storyline was pretty good - not Roberts' best story, but not her worst. No, that was reserved for the second story contained in the set. I really wasn't impressed by much of it. I don't mind the Mary Sue of it all (in fact, I love it, since most of the time redheads get relegated to, well, nevermind, since most novels don't include redheads) or even the plotline really. What I found ridiculous was the fact that an Arabic based terrorist operation had an English name - Hammer, to be precise (which only led to Dr Horrible quotes running rampant in my head), the main male character was called Il Gatto (really... really?) and the name had to be explained to someone who went to a boarding school in Switzerland (where Italian is not unknown, and sometimes even spoken), and the fact that above all, the romance was so deeply rushed it was, well, kind of just a bad soft core porn. The lines were weird, the sex funky, and I'll be honest, it was really bad. These aren't supposed to win accolades or Nobels or Pulitzers, but I do expect romance novels to not roll around in garbage and then curl up and die there. Unfortunately, this one did.