Author: Kerrigan Byrne
Series: Victorian Rebels #4
Tags: historical romance, Victorian romance, dukes!, painter, barmaid, nurse, prostitute, widow, nice old dead husband, military man, spy, nursed back to health, mistaken identity, serial killer, rapey, physically scarred, amputee
First of all, lolz to the audiobook cover. They look like the kind of people who make loud noises and hog the machines at LA Fitness. They probably are. That straightened bleach blonde hair! Those manicured manbrows!
Oh, Kerrigan Byrne.
The first line of the first review you see on GoodReads starts with “This guy’s a dick.”
Well, duh. It’s Kerrigan Byrne! You have had three novels to acquaint yourself with ultra-tortured, ultra-masculine, not-so-consenty, abused and abusive assholes that grace the pages of the of the Victorian Rebels series.
By comparison, the Duke was kind of nice.
He also has had the cushiest life of the other rebels. He grew up rich and loved, missed his parents when they died, and only was tortured for a couple years of his life.
Our hero, the Duke, tups a prostitute before going out to war and falls in love with her. Little does he know that she is a) in disguise b) NOT a prostitute but a barmaid (I always get those confused!) c) a virgin (well, until after…) d) also a nurse e) the nurse that nurses him back to health later f) the sexy social climbing widow next door to his estate three years after he met her.
For a barmaid/nurse/prostitute and a Duke, this seems to one too many accidental run ins.
There are a LOT of things going on this book. Possibly for length? Why did she have to have two jobs, and two accidental run-ins with the Duke?
Oh yeah! And she’s also a painter! And he’s a spy!
Jeez, I keep thinking of more tags as I write this.
Most of what the Duke does doesn’t make sense. He searches for a prostitute all over the world, only knowing her first name. He wants to marry the prostitute, but also looks down upon the woman who married an old fogey and now lives next door…?
But who cares!
Because it is sensationalist. Turn the Drama (angst!) volume, the Sexy (explicit sex scenes) volume, the Cringe Factor (torture, rape situations) volume up to 10, and let’s get cracking!
Yeah, I knew what I was getting into. So when the Duke is stomping around his estate with anger-lust, or is almost-kinda-sorta raping her, I was like, “ah, yes. Carry on.”
There were a couple of parts that were just too ridiculous. Much like other Byrne heroes, he had a huge chip on his shoulder. Unlike the rest of them, he doesn’t have that much to complain about.
The Duke therefore threw his amputeeness in everyone’s face.
“Oh, me? I’m privileged?! What about this?!”
*slams his prosthetic hand on the counter*
“I gave more than enough to my country! I gave this!?”
*slams his prosthetic hand on the counter*
Yeah, Duke, you are privileged. You have the highest title in the land below King, you are hella rich, had a pretty okay childhood, traveled the world, and did cool spy shit for your country. Also, you have a superfancy gizmoed out prosthetic hand, so yeah, your situation is not that terrible.
Please go talk to your friend Argent (the hero from The Hunter) who grew up in a prison, watched his mother being raped and killed in front of him, was repeatedly abused and raped as a child until he could start fighting for himself, and then spent the rest of his life killing people for a living.
That’s not fun.
But yeah, you guys are pretty much alike.
(Argent slept in a closet — A CLOSET — in his big empty mansion because he wasn’t used to big open spaces from growing up in a prison! Sad puppy face!)
Also, he was so mad when he finds out that she lied to him. Doesn’t he — a virtual stranger, much higher in rank, and hostile towards her, besides — deserve to know that she was once a prostitute and had sex with him once?
Oh yeah, that’s right. You don’t.
Stick to what you’re good at and go back to complaining about the no hand thing, hun.
Now, I like angsty heroes. Something about their vulnerability, their need to and dependence on being loved that hits all the right buttons for me: the sympathy button, the savior complex button, the “someone needs a hug” button…
I just want to give them a blanket and a mug of hot chocolate, rub their back while they tell their sad tale, and then tell them that they will be unconditionally loved from now on.
I mean, it’s a problem I can solve. Can I kill anyone? Probably not. Do I have money or resources enough to fix a problem? No. Can I repair mental damage? Nuh uh. But how easy is it to love someone unconditionally? So easy. I could do it in my sleep.
Unfortunately, there is no section in the DSM that says:
Treatment: Unconditional love.
Hell, it’s not even on WebMD.
Meanwhile, in romance novels, love cures all ails: trauma, mental disorders, depression, epilepsy, hairy palms…
Angst is one of those things that sound really great on paper, but would make people raging assholes in real life. Like possessiveness. If angst and assholery were x and y axes on a graph, it would be a diagonal line going up. Because the more “angsty” a character is, the more the isolation is self imposed, until he’s caught in his own echo chamber. There’s no room for anyone else if you are constantly asking “Why MEEE?”
I don’t want to date that.
So yeah, Byrne’s characters are assholes. Like, assholes in the romance world, which is saying a lot, because most all heroes have the chance to redeem themselves in inner monologues, at least. Just giant, hulking, yelling, angry, stomping, killing, stealing, swearing, terse, rude, kind of rapey assholes.
I think there is a theory in the romance world that the bigger the angst, or the grosser the tortured past is, the bigger the savior complex payoff. I mean, your vajayjay must be REAL GOOD if you can bring him back from the edge of that.
I do not adhere to that theory. Byrne’s a 9 in the Angst in Traditional Romance Novels scale. I’m like a 6. Yes, angst: love it, bring it. Let’s just leave out the rape, why don’t we?
So why did I read it? Because it’s still fun. Also, variety. Also, the sex scenes are pretty steamy.
I’ll probably read the next one whenever it comes out on audiobook.
Burn for Me
Author: Ilona Andrews
Tags: Paranormal Romance, Private Investigator, kickass heroine
Rating: Super YAY!
This was one of the first Andrews books I read. I decided to revisit it now that the second of the series is out and I will be able to download it from the library system soon.
OMFG I love Ilona Andrews.
Have I mentioned that before? Ever? No?
I feel like every time I read an Andrews book I rave about how awesome they are, list a whole bunch of things that I have mentioned before, and add some new ones. SO, I’ve decided to start a list. You may keep up with that here:
As for this book in particular?
Guess what. I loved it.
As the Kate Daniels series winds down (they said they’d do around 10 books), Hidden Legacy is an entirely new series hitting just this year.
In this world, the inherent magical powers you are born with (brought on by a serum that introduced magic into their genes hundreds of years ago) control your station in life. The rich and powerful have the most powerful magic. They carefully choose their spouses so that the kids will come out more and more powerful and can carry on the power of that family, or “house.” One of those rich super powerful brats is for some reason wreaking havoc on the city of Houston. Nevada, a nobody from the 99%, is struggling to keep her family private investigative business afloat to feed her family. She is tasked to “bring” the psycho “in”: an impossible task.
Enter “Mad” Rogan. So, the strength of a person’s powers is measured and described as different levels, the highest being a prime. “Mad” Rogan is the primiest of the primes, a telekinetic that can take down a whole city at full power. He’s arrogant, rich, super hot and powerful, driven, and a little crazy. They have to team up. As you can imagine, animosity, banter, and sizzling love-you-hate-you kisses ensue.
So, we took Kate Daniels and Curran, switched them up a little, and made a new series.
I am 100% on board with this.
Nevada is a little softer than Kate. She struggles with confidence, and she has no idea about the extent of her powers. I like the change. I never was completely into Kate’s 110% badassery, so it’s nice to see a female heroine a little more human. There is also great promise for her to get more badass in the future.
Which is not to say that Nevada is not a strong, independent woman. She’s one of those characters I love: she needs to get shit done for the survival of her loved ones, and she does it. At 25, Nevada is singlehandedly keeping the family business afloat. She will do anything for her loved ones, and she’s willing to make hard decisions to keep them safe. That includes, but is not limited to, avoiding the distraction of a super hot arrogant male right next to her showing off his pectorals.
Mad Rogan is basically Curran. Curran is a lot more noble (he’s a lion after all), but pretty much everything else is the same. Mad Rogan’s thing is that he has no purpose, he hates his restrictive family but he doesn’t know anything else, and everything (power, magic, money, women) comes too easy for him.
Poor rich hot Mad Rogan! I’ll give ya a hug.
The novel ends (spoiler) with Mad Rogan promising Nevada that he will successfully seduce her eventually, and Nevada saying something like “no chance in hell”. Very similar to how the first book of Kate Daniels ended.
In fact, I’ve noticed a trend in each of the series. As some point some man is going to be standing outside her house, wanting to come in (for romantic reasons), and she’s not going to let him in. Happens in Kate Daniels, Innkeeper, Edge, and now Hidden Legacy.
That, and pancakes. Man, the Andrews love pancakes.