When Lecia first spotted Keane Paget, his presence burned like a shining beacon. He was handsome, certainly, and profoundly male, but the face that stared hack at her was otherwise her own!
Lecia was stunned...hypnotized...and it wasn't just his likeness--an unsettling, wild attraction immediately coursed between them. They say that the greater the resemblance, the happier the relationship. But Lecia's passions had only ever led to heartbreak--and guilt!
No, Keane Paget was dangerous. Not only did he have her face, he seemed to see inside her soul! They were too alike for comfort. Resist, resist....
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.
Re Tiger, Tiger - Robyn Donald does her version of keepin' it in the family trope and while I don't usually enjoy this trope, this one is different and very well done.
But a small word about that five star banner you see on the cover. That is actually a HQN contest promotion celebrating the fact that Robyn Donald now has over 5 million books sold prior to this one.
This book is RD's 49th book for HQN and to give you a good idear of what those 5 million books mean, currently in 2018 an author selling 25,000 copies of their book is considered a best selling author.
On average RD has sold 105,000 copies of every book she has ever written and to be honest, it is probably a lot more by now, because her five million mark was as of 1997.
But the only information I could find on current sales is for Penny Jordan, who has sold over 100 million copies of her books to date-which puts PJ in the same mega best selling category as Nora Roberts.
Impressive numbers aside, RD also has a way of creating a lot tension without a lot of high drama. This book starts out with the h enjoying an outdoor opera at the Auckland Domain with some friends and seeing a man who looks like he could be her twin across the way.
The h is an only child and her father died right before she was born from a brain aneurysm. The h's male doppelganger looks to be close to her in age and the h is fairly certain her mum never had any seekrit baby's since the h's dad was her first everything.
The male version of the h notices her too and while the h feels a connection and her friends are going on and on about the resemblance, the h is hoping with all her heart that she never meets the guy. As this is HPlandia and the doppelganger is the H, that is obviously not going to happen.
The H does make his way over to the h and they trade business cards, the two of them exchange a little family background and it is remarked that they both look like their dads and that their dad's were two separate people - the h's dad was an Australian who never stepped foot in New Zealand.
The h starts to worry because the feelings the H engenders are worrisome. The h has only felt such a rush of spine tingling awareness once before, when she fell in love with a man very similar in manner to the domineering, commanding H and had a brief affair with the guy when she was 21.
Then she found out the man was married and had no intention of divorcing his wife, so the h dumped him, because she is not a homewrecker. The h then got engaged to one of her uni boyfriends, until she realized she was on the rebound and she had to break the engagement cause she really did not adore him. The ex-fiance had a nervous breakdown and the h has felt really guilty ever since, so she avoids all serious romantic relationships.
But the H is getting past her emotional guards and when he takes her out a few times and then introduces her to his amateur genealogist aunt, the h is filled with jealousy at the though of the H with other woman and some very intense longing and the h is determined to snuff that irrational response right out.
So she tries to avoid meeting the H, but after the H shanghaied the h for dinner one night, there was a bad wreck on the road and the h watched in horror as the H rescued a woman and child from a burning car, burning himself in the process.
In the aftermath of the accident, the h stays all night with the H in a purely platonic way. We learn that the H has horrible childhood memories of his burning mother stumbling into his room and flaming like a torch when her clothes accidentally caught fire, she died a few months later. The accident brought back his PTSD about the incident and the h does her best to let him know he isn't alone.
The H is not too happy about the h's presence the next morning and the h believes that she and the H will not meet again. Then the h, who is an architect, gets a commission to build a beach house and the woman who wants to hire her is married to the H's uncle.
This same woman also used to be the H's secretary and she popped up in his bed on a business trip once. The H doesn't tolerate those kinds of shenanigans and kicked her out and then fired her. The H and his uncle's new wife have been at war ever since, as the H firmly believes the new wife is a die hard gold digger who will use his uncle and then dump him and his uncle lost his first wife only a few years earlier.
The uncle and the first wife are the ones who gave the H a loving home after his mother died from her burns and after his father committed suicide. The new wife initially hired the h because she looked so much like the H that the woman thought the h was the H's philandering father's seekrit love child. She learns differently when they all meet to plan out the new house, but the h is not really keen to expose herself to the powerful lurve force mojo vibes of the H again.
After some more intense longing between the two of them, the H finally breaks and pushes the h to start dating him. It is great and the h and H are madly in love. Both the H's family and the h's mum and stepfamily approve and then tragedy strikes.
The H gets a box of old pictures from his genealogist aunt and in the box is a picture of the h's mother and his father. The h's mum met the H's dad in Australia and they had a one night stand. It seems the h's father was massively depressed for years after a work accident and the h's mum was at her wits end dealing with things.
So when she met a charming man who looked exactly like her husband, except he had more hair and was responsive, she had a one night moment and then, disgusted with herself, took off right after. She went back to her husband, who perked up enough to get her preggers with the h a few months later, then he died.
The H now believes that he and the h are half brother and sister. The h doesn't because she knows her mother doesn't lie and the hookup with the H's father was over a year before the h was born. The H can't stand the uncertainty tho and breaks up with the h.
The h has her mopey moments for a while and tells the uncle's new wife about why she and the H parted. This spurs the uncle to tell the H about what really happened during his mother's accident.
The H's mother was a bit neurotic and mentally unstable, she found the picture of the H's father and the h's mother and tried to burn them, setting fire to herself. Instead of stopping and putting the fire out, she ran into the H's bedroom and terrified a small boy out of his mind.
The father came home and stayed the entire time the H's mother was in hospital, until she died and it was during this time that the h was conceived by her parents. The H's father then made sure that the H would be cared for by his brother and took himself off to die. So there is no possibility at all that the H and h are brother and sister.
But that doesn't mean a happy reunion for the h and H, because the H still has massive trauma and it was the h's mother who inadvertently set the whole tragedy off. (The h's mum had no clue that the H's father was married, it was an impulse desperation half a night stand.)
The h understands that this is probably too much for the H to deal with and we are back to the h trying to find a way to carry on, while the H's aunt discovers that the H and h have a mutual grandmother from 120 years earlier and that is the family link between them.
The h decides to go to Australia and do tourist things. She is wandering around and trying to figure out how to rebuild her life, when the H shows up. He had a huge think about things and he decides to let the past be in the past, he loves the h madly and she is the other part of himself and he wants nothing more than to be tied her in every way he can for this life and the next.
Since the h feels exactly the same way, she wholeheartedly agrees with that plan. After a big family wedding where everyone is happy and children are playing, the H and h have a private honeymoon on a secluded South Sea's island and we leave the two of them to their HEA.
There is not a ton of action in this book, but the story is really intense. If you prefer a lot of wrecki OTT drama, this book will probably be too slow for you. But if you like a slow burn to high intensity with a pretty decent true love declaration and HEA, this is one HP outing that you won't want to miss.
This entire review has been hidden because of spoilers.
In the movie Joe Dirt, a loveable, mullet-haired redneck travels across America searching for his long-lost family. In one scene he finds a beautiful woman who could possibly be his sister. Realizing his potentially incestuous attraction to the woman, Joe flees in panic, but then, not wanting to be thought of as a weirdo, returns to explain his problem...after they fall into bed.
When reading Tiger, Tiger by Robyn Donald I was reminded of this scene over and over.
Lecia Spring first sees Keane Paget at an opera in the park, where a friend points out how alike the two are, so much so that they could be twins. Indeed, while Lecia’s eyes are green and Keane’s blue, they both have honey hair–-only his is like dark manuka honey (how authentically Kiwi)-–the same cleft chin, strong cheekbones, long straight nose and tall, confident demeanor.
Looking so much alike, they are instantly attracted to each other, and curious if a common ancestor is the reason for the resemblance, they begin a cordial, yet hesitant, flirtation.
Throughout the book many, many people comment on their striking resemblance, thinking them not mere brother and sister but womb-mates. Lecia and Keane’s relationship is bizarre, but the characters let the reader know they too are aware of its forbidden-kink:
“Was part of this unsettling, goaded attraction a prohibited thrill at their close resemblance, the way her features were manifested in his more chiseled, hard-edged face?” Lecia thinks on page 31.
“I rather wish you were my sister,” says Keane on page 34.
“His feelings were as suspect as hers. The ugly word “narcissism”covered that sort of attraction–making her recall the sad legend of the Greek youth who fell in love with his own reflection and died because he couldn’t see anyone else more worthy of his love...Or was it the pull between them nothing more than an instinctive recognition of blood ties, a recognition she was mistaking for desire?” on page 132.
I have one half sister, three sisters and a brother, and it is my brother whom I share my looks with. The thought of...just no...no...gross! But in a book, I can read the characters’ story without queasiness. Ah, twisted romance. I love HPs.
I enjoyed the book, but the middle lags a bit as Lecia and Keane avoid each other. Although we get insight into why Lecia is interested and we know Keane’s past, we can only assume that because he thinks he is SO great, only a woman exactly like him can be his mate.
I think I read the sequel to this book, the one about their children, who get locked up in an attic by an evil grandmother who secretly poisons the kids with arsenic, while they decorate their room with paper flowers.
(Oh, of course they aren’t brother and sister! There is a logical reason as why the two look so much alike...but I have a feeling just like Joe Dirt, those two will be engaging in a lot of bedroom role-playing.)
For an oh-no-we-cant-bone-we-might-be-siblings story, this was kind of boring. I was hoping for a more lurid, salacious, V.C. Andrews-type-of-forbidden angle, but novel doesn't quite go there. The H/h just don't have the connection/chemistry to pull it off.
Keane and Lecia meet each other at a festival in the park and both are struck dumb by their resemblance to each other. They look so much alike that they could be boy/girl versions of each other. And it's insta-lust for these two. What a strange form of narcissism.
I just wasn't convinced that these two couldn't live without each other. On Lecia's part, it is more believable because she has this almost hero-worship for Keane, but then again, the story is almost entirely from her POV. I just couldn't get the same sense of "I don't care if we're blood-related, I love you and I want to stay with you" desperation from Keane.
The tone of the story just didn't match the narrative. Because the premise is so grand and melodramatic, the storytelling should have been no-holds-barred angst and bombastic crying and screaming followed by a super intense lovemaking marathon or something. It just needed more drama! More yelling! Keane needed to be more alpha, more tormented. There just wasn't enough grabbing and mauling and punishing kisses.
I shiver in horrified pleasure to imagine what Charlotte Lamb or Sally Wentworth could have done with this premise.
It's really too bad because the story is original and scintillating. It just needed more drama...and more interesting H/h. At the end of the book, I just wasn't convinced that Keane was crazy in love with Lecia. Like he could have gone, "meh," and walked away just fine. I couldn't even buy the "I can't eat, can't sleep" spiel. I'm sorry, but I need more crazy stalker psychotic tendencies in my Harlequin Presents hero and Keane just doesn't cut it.
La elegí por ser una novelita vintage, y no podría haberme ido peor porque es un rejunte de las peores HP modernas. La premisa era rara porque ella se ve cautivada por él apenas lo ve ya que él se le parece tanto que podría ser su mellizo. Pero quedó sólo en esa oración novedosa.
Well...it's still kinda creepy even though the connection was over a hundred years ago. Also, her mom and his dad had a fling, MONTHS before the heroine was conceived.
Obviously, THAT caused a problem between the hero and heroine. Truthfully, I'm not really sure IF I even liked the book despite my giving it 3 stars. It just seemed kinda wistful and breezy at times. There was no jerk alpha male, other women (although she did mistake a woman as such and another was flirting but he did NOT flirt back), or stuff like that.
There was the whole finding out how/if they were related. Well, there's the bomb her mom dropped about the one-night stand with HIS dad. There's also the sad, manic deceased mom of the hero who died months after burns she sustained while confronting the hero's father about pictures of him and the heroine's Mom. Ok. So there was drama, but I just kinda breezed on through it all.
What if you ever end up meeting your doppelgänger, and then realize you are attracted to them?
This convoluted tale of chemistry between two individuals who share facial similarity, she who is scarred by her past decisions and he who seems invincible forms the story.
It was an interesting one time read, I found the second half a bit confusing.
Tried reading this a few times finally gave up and skimmed, read last few chapters. I kept yelling at the h to dump this rigid self righteous guy who can’t forgive.
It’s ok for him to sleep around and with h but condemns her mom for a ONS, then condemns her because his mother tried to burn his dad’s photo of h’s mom and set herself on fire.
What happens the first time the H thinks h did something he didn’t like? Judge, jury, executioner or loving forbearance? I think we know the answer.
For a series romance this was pretty damn good. It was intense, and had some beautiful moments between the hero/heroine. The plot twists were solid and didn't just come out of nowhere. I felt a chemistry between the two main characters. I've re-read this book many many times.
I couldn't enjoy this book much because of possibility of their being siblings made me feel sick and sick feeling stayed even after I finished the book.