Amnesia wrapped her in its soft cocoon Luce had awakened in hospital with no memory. And the New Zealand police, despite an extensive search, had found no trace of her former self. So for two years she had simply got on with living.
Then she met Conn Ramsay ...and something stirred in her darkened mind. Every glance he gave her, every touch evoked a passionate response. Surely she must have known him intimately in the past!
Luce couldn't help falling in love with Conn. But she feared him, too. He held the power to make her remember....
Robyn Elaine Donald was born on 14 August 1940 in Northland, New Zealand. She was the oldest child in her family, and as a child, she thrilled her four sisters and one brother with bloodcurdling adventure tales, usually very like the latest book she'd borrowed from the library.
Robyn owes her writing career to two illnesses. The first was a younger sister's flu. She was living with her husband and Robyn and spent most of that winter acquiring, suffering, and recovering from various infections. One day she croaked that she had read everything on Robyn's bookshelves, so would Robyn please buy her something cheerful and sustaining. Robyn found three paperbacks- one Mills and Boon Modern Romance novel and a couple of other romances. Robyn read them, too, of course, and so enjoyed them she spent the next couple of years hunting down more Mills and Boon books. This was much more difficult then than it is today, so she decided to write her own, and for the following busy 10 years she wrote and hoped that one day she would finish a manuscript good enough that was good enough to send to a publisher.
The second illness was her husband's, and it was bad a heart attack. He was so young it terrified them all. While he was recovering, he suggested that Robyn finish the manuscript she was writing and send it off. It wasn't a perfect manuscript, but the doctor had said to humour her husband, so she finished the manuscript, edited it as best she could, and sent it off. Three months later, she was astounded to read a letter from the editor saying that if She made a few revisions they would buy her novel Bride at Whangatapu.
Published since 1977, Robyn sees her readers as intelligent women who insist on accurate backgrounds, so she spends time researching as well as writing.Robyn Donald sometimes thinks that writing is much like gardening. It's a similar process creating landscapes for the mind and emotions from the seeds of ideas and dreams and images. Both activities can also lead to moments of extreme delight, moments of total despair, and backache.Now Robyn lives in the Bay Islands. She continues writing, and also finds time for a very supportive husband, two adult children and their partners, a granddaughter and her mother, not to mention the member of the family that keeps her fit - a loud, cheerful, and ruthlessly determined "almost" Labradordog.
So Robyn Donald was seriously implying that the hero wanted the heroine's brain spread out before him, huh? That's a new one.
BRB with a short rambling (oxymorons are my thing), in which I'll try to explain why tf I gave this piece of art with unlikeable everybody and their mother such a high rating and my thoughts on why I find many modern day books with a light, unelegant touch of mysoginistic crap less tolerable than vintage ones. 💩
This is a five star rating because this truly was "amazing." Not amazing good - just amazingly intense. I know I've read this before, but my brain broke and I read it again, mesmerized by the amnesia story, the cruel hero and an H/h who just couldn't quit each other.
Most readers will HATE this. Or love to HATE this. I'm in the second category.
There are many excellent reviews of this very dark romance. I don't usually like dark romances because they are dreary or they appropriate traumas that real people suffer from. I can handle this dark romance because this is darkness of the H/h's own making.
The hero has no backstory - no childhood trauma - no psychological reason for being an asshat. He just is. He sprung fully formed from Robyn Donald's mind. He's a (former?) womanizer. He married the 18 year-old heroine to save her from herself and to save her from the evil stepmother. He's a noble guy (in his own mind).
The heroine has no backstory because her brain is broken. She is conflicted about sex and her attraction to the hero. Once her brain recovers, she remembers that she wasn't conflicted when she first met the hero two years before. She was "sex positive" and the hero thought she was a danger to herself.
So what happened. This is a dream team - right?
The stepmother happened. The heroine couldn't handle the idea that he had an affair with her slutty stepmother so she left. Reasonable - right?
Not to the hero. Heroine was supposed to ????
Not sure what would have convinced the hero that the heroine truly loved him because he is working from his own logic playbook. We've got some major gaslighting going on here. And, as the hero helpfully points out, this is the second time the heroine has fallen for his tactics.
You got me, hero. This heroine with the broken brain is ensnared and you obviously care enough to go to these lengths *twice * so it must be . . . well, we won't call it love. It's psychic glue or something. You can't be apart - so you must be together. That's your HEA, crazy man.
If you feel the need for a cruel hero trainwreck, this will probably scratch that itch. If you never feel the need for a cruel hero trainwreck don't read this. :)
This entire review has been hidden because of spoilers.
Wow. I'm absolutely stunned. Words can not describe what I feel after reading this book. The hero is one lousy, dirty, slimy, piece of sh#$. No one in their right mind could love him, except a heroine who was not all there upstairs.
This was one mean SOB, that made the heroine crawl to him at every turn. He could strangle, pinch and bruise her, yet have her begging him to love her. Perish the thought if she should happen to find someone else.
Tired of his despotic ways, she flees England, falls and gets amnesia for two years. I can't say I blame her, who could possibly want to remember him and his evil ways. That was the only reasonable thing she did in the whole book.
To make matters worse, their HEA only happens because she goes back to him crawling and begging for him to take her back. She actually apologizes for all the havoc she has caused.
There is only one thing you can do with a man like that.
This was just awful and I loved every minute of it. The hero had to be the most incorrigible off all time! I even created a new shelf in his honor. I give you the “Evil Bastard Award.”
First off, let’s get into the right mindset which requires use of the correct book cover. Forget that ambivalent, neutral Harlequin version. We need the gripping male, “you do as I say” version from Mills and Boon.
That’s better. Now…
If you love these characters and think this might be a good read for you, then stop here and come back later. Knowing what’s going to happen will lessen the rage, and therefore, the fun. As it is, I’ll try to control myself and give away only enough to tantalize.
We start in New Zealand with a demure Mary Sue (actually, her name was Luce Laurenson but she’s definitely a Mary Sue) beaching it with her peeps. Her friends are in the medical field and just mother her to death, for which she is most grateful. Apparently she has been suffering from amnesia for the past two years and nobody can find out who she is despite being English and going by her real name. Again, we have the public directory fail scenario. But just ignore that…
While working on their tan, some ditzy little chick friend of theirs shows up with the masterful and brutish, Conn Ramsay, on her arm. Guess Whooooo! While everyone else is salivating, our heroine is giving stud boy the hairy eyeball because there’s just something not right about him. While he’s giving her intent stares, she keeps getting these pains in her head like her subconscious was trying to burst forth. What could it be!?! Her cold shoulder doesn’t stop a determined control freak, though. If anything, it makes him just want her more (of course) and he goes into hot pursuit mode…almost like he had an agenda. Hmmm?
Our surly stud doesn’t waste any time on trying to woo or warm up our little adopted kiwi to his abrasive personality. No doing. He busts out in alphahole mode from the very start which she finds irresistible despite the literal clanging of warning bells inside her head. We get scenario upon scenario of him pushing himself on her, engaging in painful wrist and shoulder gripping, mean cutting remarks, punishing kisses, BODICE RIPPING, and at least one forced copulation simulation during which he might have creamed his pants. I reread it but am still not sure. Throughout it all, he was one mean sonofabitch. Not a nary episode of nice. None!
During the big reveal when her memory returns, we got some OMFG!!!! moments that just burnt the hair right off my head. (DON’T CLICK THE SPOILER IF YOU PLAN TO READ!!! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!) Best. Alphahole. Scene. Ever!!!!! I was stamping my feet and squee’ing right in the middle of the restaurant. It was classic! The issue is readdressed later but I’ll leave it there.
Of course, things get resolved and there’s the requisite HEA, but seriously. The guy’s basic makeup is arrogant, self-absorbed, lying, narcissistic asshole. There is no happily ever after with this dude. I see this chick taking it for a couple of years before OD’ing on the negativity before splitting, sending our hero further into angry-emo mode.
Shew! I’m still buzzing from the adrenaline. This one will be staying with me for a loooong time.
Okay, there was a whole lotta of ick here. Not that I wasn't warned.
Once again, I am wimping out with a three star when I could easily go 1 or 4 stars due to the angst, ugliness, and twistedness of what Robyn Donald thinks is romance. We may have to have a parting of the ways as she may not write the worst heroes or the craziest plots, but she consistently drips in a layer of sordid nastiness in too many of her books for me to enjoy: lifelong best friends stealing fiancées, stepmothers having affairs with the heroine's love, cousins drugging other cousins, rape, betrayal and not in the fun way.
So many good reviews out there on The Dark Abyss, I have little to add other than I need a shower and some brain bleach.
I cried when I read this book. For the trees that had to be sacrificed in order to print this drivel.
This book is so stupid, I cannot even dignify it with a proper review. And I’m a die-hard fan of vintage romances with hard, cruel heroes and sweetheart heroines.
Heroine aka nut job, lost her memory two years back. Unlike most sane folks, she decided she was quite satisfied in this cocoon of not knowing who she used to be. She meets H while he is out with another woman and she is intensely attracted to him but also fears and believes him when he claims he never met her. He challenges her need to remain ignorant of the past and spends most of the book being verbally abusive, handling her roughly (hate that hand around the throat crap, unless you're an expert at sexual asphyxiation, that's just violence) and mentally subjugating her all under the guise of trying to "help" her recover her memory.
I'm convinced this book is written by a woman-hater man writing under a pseudonym. The way how the heroine and a couple of other women capitulate to the Hero, it can only happen in some male idiot's fantasy world of how masochism works. Or maybe the author is some frustrated spinster who is contemptuous of young women who enjoy sex, I don’t know.
This book is going to make me revise the rating for a PJ book I recently rated negatively. That’s a gem compared to this one. Zero redeeming qualities here.
Both characters are unpleasant. The plot is not unusual for hp, heroine naive and very young (18) marries older hero and finds out he had a mistress. The mistress is her stepmother. She leaves him, has an accident and then is amnesiac. The hero finds her and wants her to have her memory back, so he proceeds to force her and manhandles her and abuses her until she remembers. The writer is good, so it wasn’t difficult to read it, but I found it too much outdated even for the 80s. The purpose was to convey angst and strong emotions but it turns out to be excessive and caricatural. Some scenes reminded me of telenovelas in those years, with heavily made up woman who stared with glazed eyes for -minutes- dramatizing situations that could have been solved much more easily. So those women in this book, the stepmother, the heroine’s friend, the heroine herself, are sex slaves, creatures that are submitted by the dominant male with only a glance and stand terrified and petrified cursing him for … for what I wonder? No, sorry, all this drama is wasted for the situation. At some point the book was lost for me. I understand that the book was written only a decade after sexual liberation and sex was still a very hot issue but really, a woman in her forties as probably was the stepmother, who gave parties with sex and drugs and booze, should have been a little more sophisticated that that! She basically crawled at one of the hero’s hot looks! Really? Not very likely. So, the book was unfortunately caught in a transitional zone between older taboos and newer liberated attitudes, where real males were still-basically -apes and women would have liked but still couldn’t- enjoy their new status of equality. Sex is still submission, even physical because of the superior strength of men, and maybe in a way, in a primal and ancient way those newly liberated women couldn’t place themselves in their new identities and needed to be forcibly submitted by a man to recognize that they were still women. 40 years later we are past that, of course, and it seems ludicrous that a woman could tolerate such behavior from her man, because we are sure of our role in a society that recognizes us as equal partner of our men. Still, even in that years, I think that one of those women could have slapped, once, only once, the sardonic smirk out of the hero’s smug face, just like that, for feminist’ sake. (Patronizing am I?)
3.5 stars - I was really into this - the H is awful in all the best dastardly vintage-y ways. My main issue is this author’s insistence on blaming her too young heroines for everything, instead of the grownups (ie: the H) taking any real responsibility for the drama and trauma. Even at the end the h is the supplicant when it’s plain to me that the H was the one who was really at fault.
I did enjoy how aggressively jealous/possessive the hero was. I just wish he’d been consistent in his bulldozing. One minute he was all but forcing the h to do his bidding and then he’d disappear for weeks.
Got to admit, I was a lil scared going in! Wasn't sure if I was going to be in love or throw my eBook across the proverbial wall. My head hurt reading this.
Hero is a complete jerk (brutal, rude- just plain mean) and he has absolutely no reason to be, except that he felt she was not "loyal" to their love when she did not "trust" him at the first sight of trouble. Although hero knows she is 18 when they first meet, he was disappointed and angry at her for not being mature enough to trust him that he loved her.
The hero is a narcissist and a misogynist-completely entitled and believes the world revolves around him, while believing he has the right to control the heroine and be not only disrespectful but hurtful. This is the definition of gaslighting- he clearly is in the wrong, but is now telling her that it was actually her fault. Multiple times of physically grabbing her to leave bruises, showing up to her work without letting her know beforehand and making her go to events without asking, and just generally being a dick. One little scene, she decides she wants to finish her coffee when he arrives and asks him if he wants a cup. He says no, and she recognizes that as a sign from him that she better ditch the coffee. Yikes!
Also CAN WE GO BACK TO THE AGE GAP? Hero is 28 and falls in love with 18 year old, knows she has a crush on him but also blames her for her immaturity? Ugh. I also don't like age gaps in my romances, especially when the heroine is 18 year old.
I don't believe he loved her. He was absolutely vicious throughout the whole thing and made her crawl to him at the end. Should have listened to Willa.
Loved him. Wouldn't go anywhere close to him but looooooooooved him!
He's got all the unrepentant, cruel, uber macho attitude that just melts my heart away. He also does all the hair pulling, throttling, punishing kisses, hurting, buising, repeated clothes ripping etc. Heroine should charge him for a new wardrobe. Back to our hero. Consent is an alien word for Conn. Conn Ramsey. Even his name felt like it was dripping with caveman masculinity. He draws the line at rape but not much else. And he's relentlessly cold. Forget grovelling. He makes HER grovel in the end. You want a HEA woman? Crawl!
Must read if you're into this kind of stuff.
Couldn't put it down. Couldn't wait for him to enter the scene.
One star and five star reviews.....gotta read it! So, I read it. Five star angst, but the ending was rushed and the quick turn around of the cruel hero was a bit too much.
The H is a psychopathic, manipulative, misogynistic, cruel, arrogant bastard. The h is ... there are just no words for her. Their relationship is one that will end in the horrific death of one or both.
There is physical, emotional, and mental abuse. It was so f*cking heart wrenching to read. The H was borderline insane and he was dragging the h along for the ride, but her hair. He constantly causes her physical pain. Constantly. Choking, hair pulling, dragging, grabbing her to the point of pain and bruising. And there were moments when you knew he was thinking about beating the sh!t out of her. And she loved him?! WTF?!
Gawd! Let’s hope that they don’t procreate and add innocent children to that abusive, unhealthy, pile of poop they call a relationship.
This is easily the cruelest HP I have ever read. And I have read a lot of books with OTT alpha H’s. This was in a whole other sick as f*ck category. I am so scared for the h, and she’s a fictional character! She needs some serious counseling. And dude needs some time in a mental institution.
I am creating a Never Again shelf for this one. Never freaking Again. Not my cuppa. Nooope!
this was one intense and painful read. at no point, i felt conn was in love wid luce, it was more like insane lust. he was the devil incarnated. he was violent and sadistic. yet, she was not frightened. the reason being, i guess, dat she had been obsessively in love wid conn in the past. so she cud not fear what she had always wanted. i thought she loved him back then. it was no mere infatuation but she was still just a kid. conn did not know to love selflessly. if he knew, he had have tried to make the marriage work instead of being angry he married an infatuated teenager, who cud not return his love. neway, this is one outstanding piece of shit, not to be missed!
I usually love these heroes with "animal magnetism" but somehow I hated the hero. The heroine was equally bad. I didn't believe her declarations of love. And it was pretty despicable of her to blackmail the hero to marry her. She was lusting after the hero. The hero did have some conscience to refuse to give in to her demands of making love to her. But he was definitely right when he said she was like "a bitch in heat" for she was desperate to get laid, throwing her self esteem out of the window. I can't imagine how she still lusted after him after being so cruelly mocked and insulted.
The story was pretty boring. Neither the hero nor the heroine were likable. Their declarations of love seemed insincere and totally incredible. They are two characters who deserve each other.
So Conn Ramsay , the brilliant script writer was almost as great as Shakespeare fails to understand the basic dynamics of a relationship. He has no compunction in hurting another human being and seems to derive some kind of sadistic pleasure out of it. Luce, is definitely a sub for she enjoys all the pain and insults heaped on her and doesn't mind crawling back to her dom, Conn.
A dark and emotional read. A couple of my favorite quotes/moments are included below. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Do you think kindness is important?" That lazy grin eased the hard lines of his features. "They say that one is attracted to the qualities one doesn't possess. Are you kind, Luce? I don't think I am."
"No," she said, half beneath her breath. "No, you are not kind." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "But the thought of being dependent on him for my happiness - and the knowledge that that's what would happen if we become lovers - just fills me with terror." Luce lifted a pale face to stare across the darkening room at her friend. "And I mean terror. A sick kind of fear, as though something is eating away inside of me. I feel - I feel as though if it happened I'd dwindle into nothing, become a cypher, a zero, a creature without will or thoughts other than his. And I have a horrible feeling that I'm falling in love with him."
he is absolutely one of the most cruel hero I've ever read.
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'Just a vagrant piece of wistaria,' she said, and got to her feet, desperate to put some distance between them. He knew, of course. Without altering his expression he put out a hand and caught her wrist. She stopped, looking down at the dark crown of his head and the strong bones of nose and cheek as he bent forward and pressed his lips to the scratch. An agony of desire shook her; she almost cried out at the sensations his mouth on her leg gave rise to. Her teeth came down to clamp on to her bottom lip while she stood stock still, terrified at the depths of her need. After a moment she felt with something like anguish the tip of his tongue follow the line of the abrasion, and then she was free, and nothing in her life was ever going to be the same again. 'Stay away from the wistaria,' he ordered, smiling, his glance fierce and hot on her face. 'I don't like my possessions flawed, or marked by anything but me.'
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Luce tried to pull away, but the hands which had been so gentle became cruel fetters, forcing her to remain trapped against him. 'We can do it easy or we can play rough,' he said calmly into her ear. is that what you like? Do you enjoy being hurt, Luce?'
********** 'Believe it or not,' he said through lips which barely moved, 'but I've never had to use violence to get what I want. Still, if violence is your scene--' His mouth hurt, raping hers with a ferocity that filled her with revulsion. She struggled, but he bent her so far backwards that she lost her balance and fell on to the carpet, her breath knocked from her lungs as he came down on top of her. One glance at his expression told her that he had intended this humiliation; it was set, demonic in his purpose, and for the first time she felt fear override the excitement engendered by the weight of his body on hers. 'Conn—Please!' The appeal was smothered by his mouth, forcing hers open in a kiss which revealed his expertise and his intention to hurt. Hot tears sprang to her eyes; she fought viciously, tearing at his shoulders and then at the hand that splayed across one breast, imprisoning it in a hard, painful grip. He laughed deep in his throat, and ripped at the flimsy cotton blouse. The buttons held, but he smiled full into her furious face and increased the pressure. There was a short, tearing sound and she was laid open to his seeking eyes and mouth. A sob of terror blocked her throat. She knew that he would not be able to dispose of the tough denim of her shorts in so cavalier a manner, and there was no way he could seduce her into removing them voluntarily, so she was safe from the ultimate humiliation. But it was shame enough, the way his mouth explored the soft contours of her breast, that hand moulding the high, small mounds to make a suitable morsel for the savage searching of his lips. 'Stop it,' she moaned, pushing at his face with hands that trembled. 'Conn—please!' He lifted his head. 'Conn, please,' he mimicked, viciously, the hot contempt of his glance sweeping the pallor of her face. 'Is this rough enough for you, Luce, or would you like even more?' Without waiting for an answer- he crossed his arms behind her back and lowered himself completely on to her body, grinding her into the coarse warmth of the carpet, the long legs imprisoning hers as he mimicked the thrust of possession. Luce felt she would suffocate, her face pressed into the hardness of his shoulder. And that was his mistake, for until then he had known exactly what he was doing. Luce heard the indrawn breath which signalled his loss of control and struggled even more violently, afraid now as she had not been before. 'No,' he groaned in an odd voice, and then, on a sigh, 'Dear God, you drive me insane!' ********* White beneath her superb make-up, Nita closed her eyes, then swung towards the door. 'I hope you enjoy each other,' she spat out between her teeth. 'And when you get tired of her, Conn, come back to me. It will give me great pleasure to throw you out.' He laughed as he rose and walked across the room to stop in front of her, tall and perfectly balanced, his aura of magnetism a combination of looks and personality and superb self-confidence. Nita flushed, staring at him, held by the green arrogance of his gaze. Her lip quivered; Luce saw her stepmother's self-confidence evaporate under that coldly ironic gaze. Nervously the older woman licked her lips and then, whimpering, pressed herself against him,the soft mouth ardent and seeking as it touched his. Luce wanted to close her eyes, but she could not move. Aware that she had seen him humiliate Nita, use her need to bring about an abject surrender, she winced. 'Damn you,' her stepmother stammered frenziedly. 'Damn you, Conn!'
I feel ripped off, because the tacit deal with HPlandia is that when the H is a cruel, arrogant, despicable, bastard at the beginning he is going to redeem himself, show himself capable of undying love, and grovel for forgiveness in epic proportions at the end. Not in this story. It's the h groveling to him.
The H was just as hateful at the end as he was throughout the story. Sure he lusted for her but that was it. No love to be seen. And the old Skool violence creeped me out. H was a misogynist -using and abusing women. As one reviewer said, you can just imagine this turning into a murder-suicide down the track. How could he have married her and not mentioned that he was having an affair with her stepmother?
Oh and one weird thing was that as part of the h's medical checkup for amnesia the doctors checked her virginity. Sheesh, too creepy.
Robyn Donald’s hero has access to a heroine with amnesia! I wasn’t passing this one up any longer. I couldn’t wait for his twisted ways to show up.
Unfortunately, this book didn’t click with me like I hoped it was going to.
I love RD’s cruel heroes and all the delicious wtfery that goes with them. However, with this story I found myself longing for Ryan from Smoke in the Wind(I am almost ready to reread that one again and I think it is higher than the 2 I gave it). I also found myself googling Sonia(H’s sister) and Ryan(her alpha husband)in this book hoping they had a story out there(alas, I did not find one). I may have gone into this one with too high of expectations.
Basic premise of story is in the description of the book. Heroine, Luce (20) has amnesia and has had it for 2 years. It is obvious she is from England due to her accent, but she currently resides in New Zealand and has a couple of older roommates who look out for her. She works in a shop that sells fine things. She isn’t overly anxious to find out who she is and just goes along with her life as it is.
The hero, Conn(30), meets the h on a New Zealand beach while strolling with a young wannabe ow type. In the beginning, he wonders if she is faking but realizes quickly that she is not. The h is instantly drawn to him and there seems to be a connection. The h at one points ask him if he knows her and he denies it. He then spends the next 120 pages of the book trying to get her to remember by grabbing, kissing, and taunting her.
Of course with all that chemistry the h finds herself in love with the hero. Sixty odd pages to go and we still don’t have a resolution to her amnesia, until we do….
SPOILERS NOW….STOP IF YOU DO NOT WANT SPOILERS…….🛑
* Ok there are lots of great reviews for and against this book. (Stmargarets, Vintage, Raffaella to name a few) Julz leaves an excellent 5 star review here: https://www.goodreads.com/review/show... This book may well have been a 2 or a 4 if I had read this on another day or in another mood. I wasn’t feeling the love in this story or it was so twisted it was difficult for me to see. I am settled on my 3 star as the story kept me interested and made me stay up past my bedtime!["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>
I'm firmly in St Margaret's love to Hate with this one. It was completely and utterly bonkers.
By the last 2 chapters I had lost the plot entirely and did not have a clue what was going on. did she love him? was she infatuated? did her love her? would he ever love her?
I loathe and detest books where its kept in the family and him shacking up with her step mother then seducing the h was tacky esp when he didn't share that info and tried to cover it up till after they were married shoes that he clearly realised there would be an issue. She was right to call him on it and his behaviour after does not reflect well on him.
Also, his arrogant presumption that she cannot possibly love him at 18 was hypocritical to say the least when at the end he declared that he fell in love at first sight. St Margaret's called it when she said gaslighting. Please refer to her superior review for all the deets. Its a wallbanger of the good RD kind.
This entire review has been hidden because of spoilers.
If it's one thing I detest in my romance novels are cruel heroes. Heroes who hurt the heroines they are supposed to love. This by no means felt like a ROMANCE novel. He was too cruel to her and she was really too spineless. Gah! I don't know what to say but I surely didn't feel any of the so-called romance between the two. The heroine evidently loved his cruelness and roughshod treatment of her and he apparently showed his love with these gestures. I didn't believe either of their declarations of love, it didn't feel believable in any way.
Нелоша (с много уговорки) мелодрама с друг любим Арлекински мотив - амнезия… 😆 Четеш си списание - и бам, амнезия… 😆 Само дето морализаторският бъркоч беше в повече, и - да му се не види - това “компромис” им беше тотално непознато понятие и на двамата главни. По-скоро бяха готови да скочат от някой четирихилядник, отколкото - не дай боже - да покажат някаква отстъпчивост. Особено главният заслужаваше здрав пердах с възпитателна цел и малко електрошок в добавка. Не заслужваше мацката да го съжали…
Well...where to begin, we have a amnesia story line where the heroine has missed 2 years of her life when she comes across a man who makes her uncomfortable, he is snarky and almost creepy in his pursuit of her especially considering he is dating a real "rhymes with" witch. He chases her and despite being warned off does everything to get her to recall things any decent human being would never wish ANYONE to recall... hated him...hated...
spoilers!
the story eventually uncurls into a pretty horrible story with it coming out that he had been her step mothers lover and even slept with her on their wedding night, she was devastated and then has a accident afterwards and forgets her life prior to the accident. The ending was horrible, by then I thought she was brain damaged to sleep with him after all this and forgives him ...voila....even after it is known he was involved in a car wreck with her step mother in which she is killed.... too bad he lived.... need I say more....
3.5 stars. This had a lot of satisfying angst along the way, but I didn't find the ending that satisfying. I rarely like it when the heroine is the one who has to abase herself in the end, even under the guise of reassuring the hero of her love. Still, a decent read if you're looking for some older HP angst.
wow this guy was an absolute jerk ..it was the "little things" that drove me nuts ...like chocking her , pulling her hair and leaving bruises...I like reading about alpha males who verbally demand that you bend to their will...this is always good for a giggle....but in this case ...it just wasn't entertaining.