Anne
Wynter’s job as governess to three highborn young ladies can be a challenge –
in a single week she finds herself hiding in a closet full of tubas, playing an
evil queen in a play and tending to the wounds of the oh-so-dashing Earl of
Winstead. After years of dodging unwanted advances, he's the first man who has
truly tempted her, and it's getting harder and harder to remind herself that a
governess has no business flirting with a nobleman.
Daniel Smythe-Smith might be in mortal danger, but that's not going to stop the young earl from falling in love. And when he spies a mysterious woman at his family's annual musicale, he vows to pursue her. But Daniel has an enemy, one who has vowed to see him dead. And when Anne is thrown into peril, he will stop at nothing to ensure their happy ending…
Daniel Smythe-Smith might be in mortal danger, but that's not going to stop the young earl from falling in love. And when he spies a mysterious woman at his family's annual musicale, he vows to pursue her. But Daniel has an enemy, one who has vowed to see him dead. And when Anne is thrown into peril, he will stop at nothing to ensure their happy ending…
I am a massive fan of Julia Quinn’s books, I have to retire
to my fainting couch every spring when a new book is released, and then
promptly don’t come out until I’ve read it. I know some people whinge about
predictable plots, but for me there is something comforting in knowing that the
two people who fall in love will ultimately end up together – that true love
really does conquer all. Julia Quinn’s books are in fact, Chicken Soup for my
Soul.
And yet I was a little underwhelmed by this latest book. There
were still the swoonworthy hero’s, the feisty heroines, the drama and intrigue
and fluff. The witty banter and fantastic secondary characters. In short,
everything I love about the books was present, and yet there was something very
much missing for me.
It could just be that I was having an off day when I read
this one because I have seen plenty of reviews from others saying that this is
yet another fantastic example of Quinn’s writing. And yet something just didn’t
quite hit home for me. If I had to pin point it I would probably say that the
governess and Earl storyline slowed everything down a little bit. Instead of
the drama and intrigue and waiting for each other to realize they’ve actually
fallen in love, we had the love (or lust/like/staring dreamily into each other’s
eyes) right from the start, and what followed was a novel full of descriptions
of why they liked each other, and Anne repeatedly pointing out that an Earl and
a Governess is just not allowed. It meant that everything became very bogged
down over this one point, and the plot never really got going. Yes ok there are
some very high tension scenes as we race towards the end of the book, but they
weren’t quite enough to pull it up for me.
It still has all the makings of a great JQ novel. There are
some hysterically funny moments, beautiful touching moments and edge of your
seat high tension. There are the falling in love moments, and the bits where it’s
all going wrong moments, and the fluff. But at the heart are the usual JQ hero
and heroine who fall in love against the odds and would move heaven and earth
to be with each other. Her books give me hope for true love, for romance, and
that Mr Right is waiting out there somewhere.
Not every
book an author writes is going to hit the right notes for everyone, and sadly I
think that ‘A Night Like This’ is that book for me and Quinn. However I still
recommend it as a great read, but if you want a fantastic example of Quinn’s
writing I will always go with ‘Romancing Mr Bridgerton’ and ‘It’s In His Kiss’ –
earlier work but utterly brilliant examples of why Julia Quinn is one of the
leading regency romance authors in my eyes, and why I will still go back to her
books time and time again.
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