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It’s not just that this book is forgettable, it’s that I keep forgetting I’m reading it. And I’m a card carrying member of the bad decisions book club. I never put down a book. I either DNF or don’t put it down until I’m done.
So I’m not sure what to make of this. I’m at 55% and I keep setting it aside and leaving it for a few days before I remember to pick it up again, but there isn’t any real reason I can come up with for this, and it isn’t as if I don’t like it. Usually I actively hate a book to DNF.
Sure, there’s an odd jarringly non-historical phrase here and there. Pretty sure “no worries there” wasn’t used in the early 1800s.
The writing’s fine. The characters have enough going on to be mildly compelling. The plot isn’t too ridiculous. I guess the emphasis is on mildly and not compelling.
The one thing to note is this is one of those books where the hero and heroine don’t seem to know the difference between love and lust. Once they start lusting for each other, that seems to be the extent of their feelings, which I always find disappointing. It’s such a juvenile way to write a romance.
Several reviews note this is an erotic historical, so one might chalk this up to that, but I’ve read plenty of erotic novels where the characters know the difference, and it adds needed depth and maturity to the story.
So maybe that’s my issue. I need more emotional growth to the characters’ arc rather than nothing but physical desire, and this book just doesn’t have it.