Lucky Tyler attracted trouble–and women–like a lightning rod. But the night he stepped in to rescue a mysterious redhead in a seedy bar, he got more than he bargained for!
The lady excited him, challenged him, drove him wild with desire–then vanished without a trace. Lucky was desperate to find her, to brand her with his heat–and when the police were called in to investigate a suspicious fire at Tyler Drilling, his family business, he needed her for an alibi!
Torn between anguish and ecstasy, Devon Haines tried to refuse Lucky’s pleas for help, but the reckless blue-eyed devil wouldn’t take no as an answer from her… not when his touch could make her burn, could make her his.
Framed by old enemies, Lucky knew his only hope to clear himself rested on solving the crime, but Devon feared when his innocence was proved, she would lose the handsome cowboy who possessed her heart and soul Would the tragic vow that made their love forbidden cost her forever in his arms?
John and I had planned to read this trilogy, but neither of us were thrilled with the first book, and while I don’t know why John wasn’t, I can tell you why I wasn’t impressed.
The main characters weren’t anything I could relate to, let alone empathize with. And then there’s the “liberal virgin who’s wound too tight learns that sex with the small-town guy who’s Oh so chivalrous but also gets into tons of fights over stupid shit saves her from the hell and damnation of being without said guy in her bed” trope.
I have no idea if that trope has an official name, (will have to ask the romance experts on my various timelines), but that’s what I’m calling it, and it’s old and played out. It also has a correlary of actual barbarian/pirate replacing impossibly chivalrous but also needlessly violent guy.
And on top of all that, there wasn’t any sort of interesting scenery or other characters to make up for any of this.
So yeah, it got 2 stars.