Probably bad timing to have read this immediately after 6 Ellen O’Connell Masterpieces. 😂
OK it certainly wasn’t the worst story ever written but......
Forgettable.
And the mmc, the immature Rancher?? The Beta- Male? Our Hero? 🥴🤨🤔😂
Just NO. Nothing to commend him whatsoever. Not my idea of a hero, but definitely my idea of a creep. If the only thing you’ve got going with your woman is using her for sex, I’m done. Happily this is only 91 pages and ends at 71% with a Sample for another book. Saved me from DNF’ing it.
As for the fmc, young Annie? Aged 20. Lands herself a hulking, morose, whiny, pathetic husband 16 years her senior, who apart from lots of S.E.X., had zero interest in her. Until the last page or two. At least he didn’t make fun of her baking. Oh wait, he did!
I wouldn’t recommend it. It’s cliched to the max, and full of over-used tropes, with nothing new or exciting to add. There’s much not quite plausible here, and use of the term ‘holocaust’ to describe a snowstorm was weird, to say the least. The ending is abrupt, and I’ve included it here for your perusal. It’s syrup. Sickly sweet syrup. And got some ghosts in it. Well it is Christmas. 🤔
“From their vantage point in a corner of the room, an old man and a young woman with a laughing little boy between them smiled angelic smiles and nodded at one another with the satisfaction of a job well done. They alone could clearly see the magnificent golden glow that filled the room, the radiance of intense and lasting love, and at last they knew it was time for them, too, to leave, to go toward the light.”
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