It was good, but be warned. Don't approach this thinking it's a super sexed-up romance. It's emotional, sure, but not in a good way.
Makes an incredibly awesome woman come alive.
Favorite passage:
My inner monologue while reading "Rosemary's Baby": Don't drink that, Rosemary. Don't wear that, Rosemary. Don't go there, Rosemary. Don't listen to them, Rosemary. Don't. Don't. Don't Don't. Don't. Don't. Don't. Don't. AAAAAAARRRRRGGHHHHHHHHH
I don't know. This one just didn't do it for me, but a mediocre Eloisa James is still going to be a pretty good romance. And it was.
I guess I just have a really hard time with male POV's. It's not that it was bad, it's just that I couldn't get into it.
Exquisite and dark. The protagonists are refreshingly honest and very messed up. Even after reading most of the pages two times, I want to go back and read it again to get the most out of it that I can.
Didn't have the same oomph as the first one. I'm guessing it was meant as more of a set-up to the last book, which I'm SUPER PUMPED about, as it's based on Frankenstein.
I'm just going to be honest, I don't think this was quite up to par with Dare's "Spindle Cove" series. However, even when she's not at her best, Dare's writing is some of the best in the genre. There's lots of cute in here, but there's also some gut-wrenching intimacy that reminded why I enjoy this genre.
It started out really well-a duchess paints nude males, and really doesn't give a shit what people think. Spy shows up to her house, is mistaken for a model, and goes along with it. Turns out the duchess also has a male alter ego enabling her to become a bazillionaire. It's promising.