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Rating of 4.75 Stars

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Review: A Vow of Obligation by Lynne Graham

Format: E-Book
Read with: Kindle Oasis
Length: Novel
Genre: Contemporary Romance
POV: Third Person, Dual
Series: Marriage by Command, #3
Publisher: Harlequin
Hero: Navarre Cazier
Heroine: Tawny Baxter
Sensuality: 🔥🔥🔥
Published On: April 20, 2012
Started On: January 06, 2026
Finished On: January 08, 2026

I was beginning to worry that something was seriously wrong with me because none of the books that I had picked up of late were doing it for me. Then came along, A Vow of Obligation. There is something deliciously old-school about the story, the kind of romance that leans unapologetically into heightened emotion, combustible chemistry, and larger-than-life characters without ever losing its charm. From the very first encounter, this story announces itself as a classic Lynne Graham setup with a sharp edge: a powerful billionaire, a working-class heroine caught in circumstances beyond her control, and a proposition that changes everything.

Tawny Baxter is immediately compelling as a heroine. Young, fiercely honest, and refreshingly untheatrical, she is not easily cowed by wealth, authority, or intimidation. Her predicament begins with a well-meaning but disastrous act of loyalty, and the way she handles being caught off guard speaks volumes about her character. Tawny does not posture or perform innocence for sympathy; she meets situations head-on, says exactly what she thinks, and refuses to be molded into something more convenient for anyone else.

Navarre Cazier, on the other hand, is peak Graham hero material. Self-made, ruthlessly controlled, and deeply commitment-phobic, he operates from a place of emotional self-preservation disguised as dominance. His wealth and power are not romanticized so much as weaponized, especially early on, yet it is precisely Tawny’s refusal to be dazzled or intimidated that unsettles him. The sexual tension between them is visceral and immediate, crackling beneath every interaction, made all the more potent by Tawny’s quiet vulnerability and Navarre’s rigid need for control.

As their arrangement draws them closer, the story digs into deeply rooted fears on both sides. Tawny’s mistrust of wealthy men is grounded in lived experience rather than insecurity, and Navarre’s resistance to emotional attachment stems from the same. What unfolds is not just desire, but a steady erosion of defenses, where power dynamics shift and neither character emerges unchanged. The stakes rise naturally as consequences assert themselves, forcing both to confront what they truly want versus what they have always believed was safest.

What worked particularly well here was the balance between intensity and readability. The chemistry is combustible without tipping into melodrama, and Tawny’s straightforward nature makes her one of the more satisfying heroines in Graham’s catalog. Navarre, for all his arrogance, is consistently challenged, and watching him struggle against a woman who cannot be bought, silenced, or neatly discarded is immensely rewarding. The bombshell of a twist at the end was one I did not see coming, but the story ended on such a high note, because of the same.

Recommended for: Readers who love classic billionaire romances with sharp heroines, intense sexual tension, fake engagements that spiral into something far more dangerous, and alpha heroes who finally meet their match.

Final Verdict: A sharp, highly readable romance with explosive chemistry, a fearless heroine, and a commitment-phobic hero undone by the one woman he cannot control. A reminder of why Lynne Graham does intensity so well.

Favorite Quotes

‘I’m a virgin!’ she launched across the room at him in stark condemnation. ‘How many virgins do you know who sell themselves for money?’
I am not having this crazy argument, Navarre’s clever brain told him soothingly as he cast down the remote control he had used to switch on the business news. She’s a lunatic. I’ve hired a thief and a lunatic…
‘I don’t know any virgins,’ Navarre told her truthfully. ‘But that’s probably because most of them keep quiet about their inexperience.’
‘I don’t see why I should keep quiet!’ Tawny snapped, tilting her chin in challenge. ‘You seem to be convinced that I would do anything for money…but I’m not like that.’
‘We’re not having this conversation,’ Navarre informed her resolutely, stonily centring his attention back on the television screen.

Navarre reached out and entwined his long brown fingers into the curling spirals of red hair that were brushing his chest. For a timeless moment his eyes held her as fast as manacles. ‘Don’t tease—’
Her bosom swelled as her temper surged over the rebuke. ‘I wasn’t teasing!’
‘You mean that you didn’t tell me you were a virgin to whet my appetite for you?’ Navarre derided.
‘No, I darned well didn’t!’ Tawny snapped furiously. ‘I only told you in the first place because I thought it would make you understand why I was offended by your assumption that my body has a price tag attached to it!’

‘I’m not a child you left behind in need of care and protection!’ Tawny objected, ice-blue eyes stormy as he ignored the comment and virtually dragged her onto the dance floor with him. ‘Why are you behaving like this, Navarre? Why are you acting like I’ve done something wrong?’
‘Haven’t you? If I leave you alone for five minutes I come back to find you flirting with another man!’ he censured with icy derision, splaying long sure fingers to her spine to draw her closer to his hard, powerful body than she wanted to be at that moment.
The scent of him, clean, warm and male, was in her nostrils and she fought the aphrodisiac effect that proximity awakened in her treacherous body. ‘You left me alone for two hours!’
‘Was it too much for me to expect you to be waiting quietly where I left you?’ Navarre prompted shortly, in no mood to be reasonable.
‘Yes, I’m not an umbrella you overlooked and I wasn’t flirting with Tor! We were simply talking. He knows I’m engaged,’ Tawny snapped up at him, tempestuous in her own self-defence.

‘I’m leaving tomorrow,’ he told Tawny without any expression at all.
Tawny smiled as brightly as if she had won an Olympic race. ‘Elise mentioned it.’
‘I’ll drop you off at home on the way to the airport. I have your phone number and I’ll stay in touch…obviously,’ he added curtly.
‘It’s not going to happen,’ Tawny responded soothingly, guessing what he meant. ‘My egg and your sperm are more likely to have a fight than get together and throw a party for three!’
His face darkened. ‘I hope you’re right, ma petite. A child should be planned and wanted and cherished.’

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Review: The Veranchetti Marriage by Lynne Graham

Format: E-Book
Read with: Kindle Oasis
Length: Novel
Genre: Romantic Suspense
POV: Third Person, FMC
Series: Standalone
Publisher: Harlequin
Hero: Alex Veranchetti
Heroine: Kerry Taylor
Sensuality: 🔥🔥🔥
Published On: June 01, 1988
Started On: November 03, 2025
Finished On: November 09, 2025

“I will not be easy until I have known you again in the only fashion in which I ever knew you.”

The Veranchetti Marriage captures everything I love about vintage Lynne Graham; emotional turbulence, combustible chemistry, and a hero whose jealousy and passion spill over every page.

This second-chance marriage novel begins four years after Alex and Kerry’s brutal divorce, with both still bearing the scars of what tore them apart. Kerry, married at nineteen and discarded just as swiftly, has rebuilt a quiet life around her young son. Alex, the formidable tycoon who once loved her against all his instincts, returns with an ultimatum: full custody of their child… or marriage, again. For two people whose love once burned too brightly, the reunion is like striking a match over dry tinder.

Kerry, now twenty-three, still carries the hurt of being abandoned at the moment she needed Alex most. Their marriage had been fraught, her vulnerability, Alex’s possessiveness, and the poisonous interference of her half-sister created a perfect storm. For Alex, the trauma runs even deeper than Kerry knows. Intensely proud and ruled by emotions he refuses to admit, he walked away believing she had betrayed him, unable to confront the wound or the questions that might unravel him. What he does not expect when he coerces her back into his life, is for those old feelings to come roaring back to the surface; raw, aching, and impossible to control.

As they navigate their forced reunion, the truth of the past begins to unspool in a way that reframes everything. The layers beneath Alex’s cold ruthlessness are revealed through the story of what shaped his outlook as a teenager, a betrayal that carved him into a man terrified of surrendering power to love. His jealousy was not arbitrary and became his defense mechanism sharpened by a trauma he never learned to voice. And Kerry, sweet and young and entirely unequipped to deal with a husband who oscillated between tenderness and withdrawal, was collateral damage in wounds that were never hers to bear.

I loved the emotional push-and-pull between them; the clashes, the tenderness that slips through when they least expect it, the raw longing neither can deny. The passion is palpable even when Graham keeps the explicit scenes understated; the tension and chemistry more than carry the narrative. However, I wanted an epilogue, given how much these two endured and overcame. After all the jealousy, misunderstandings, and heartbreak, I would have adored a glimpse of them finally settled into the family they should have been all along.

Still, the angst hits all the right notes, Alex’s vulnerabilities make his possessiveness strangely compelling, and Kerry’s mix of fragility and quiet strength grounds the entire story. The revelations from Alex’s mother are particularly excellent, adding depth and emotional logic to everything that came before.

Recommended for: fans of classic Harlequin angst, jealous and emotionally damaged heroes, second-chance romances with real bite, and heroines who love fiercely even when it hurts.

Final Verdict: Vintage Lynne Graham; fiery, emotional, and deeply satisfying. A turbulent second-chance romance that delivers passion, angst, and a beautifully earned reconciliation.

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Review: A Negotiated Marriage by Noelle Adams

Format: E-Book
Read with: Kindle Oasis
Length: Novel
Genre: Contemporary Romance
POV: Third Person, FMC
Series: Convenient Marriages, #1
Publisher: Self-Published
Hero: Luke Lyons
Heroine: Molly Lyons
Sensuality: 🔥🔥🔥
Published On: January 11, 2013
Started On: September 05, 2025
Finished On: September 06, 2025

A Negotiated Marriage by Noelle Adams is a quiet, deeply intimate story that reminds me why I always return to her books, her ability to weave longing, vulnerability, and sensuality into something deceptively simple yet profoundly emotional. The premise is one of my favorite tropes: a marriage of convenience between two practical adults who believe they can outsmart the messiness of love. But as always, Adams shows that love has a way of slipping through even the most carefully negotiated boundaries.

Molly Lyons, a freelance corporate investigator, entered into a marriage with Luke Lyons, her then powerful CEO boss, for reasons that were more pragmatic than romantic. Three years later, they share an easy companionship, a rhythm built on mutual respect and quiet understanding. Until Luke, ever methodical and composed, decides to amend the terms of their arrangement: he wants to add sex to the mix.

For Molly, who is still nursing scars from a previous relationship, the idea terrifies her. She is content in their stable coexistence, safe in a marriage where her heart isn’t at risk. But Luke’s proposal and the emotions it slowly awakens begin to unravel every illusion of safety she has built.

Luke is one of those understated heroes who does not need grand gestures to command attention. He is structured, controlled, almost annoyingly rational, but beneath that composed surface is a man who feels deeply and loves even more so. What I adored about his character is how Adams lets his affection unfold in gestures rather than declarations; adjusting a necklace clasp, waiting up for her after long nights, quietly taking care of her wounds. You can feel his love long before he says it, and that makes his restraint all the more intoxicating.

Molly, on the other hand, is relatable in her caution. She is intelligent and self-sufficient, but her fear of emotional vulnerability makes her retreat from anything that feels too real. Watching her slowly fall for her husband, the man she thought she knew inside out, is the kind of emotional impact that makes stories like this unforgettable.

The story builds in that signature Noelle Adams fashion; small moments accumulating into something monumental. There is yearning threaded into every scene, through a mere brush of the hands and every shared glance. Even the sensual scenes, beautifully written and smoking hot, carry emotional weight. The tension isn’t in whether they will fall for each other, but in when they will finally admit that they already have.

If there is anything I wished for, it would be an epilogue. After all the tenderness and slow-burning intimacy, I was not ready to let go of Luke and Molly just yet. I wanted a glimpse of them beyond the last page, still loving, still building, still quietly choosing each other every day.

Recommended for: readers who love slow-burn contemporary romances, emotionally intelligent storytelling, and marriages of convenience that turn into something achingly real.

Final Verdict: Smart, sexy, and full of yearning; A Negotiated Marriage proves that even the most practical arrangements can turn into love stories worth fighting for.

Favorite Quotes

“So what should the terms be?” Molly tried to visualize how this new aspect of their arrangement would work. “I don’t want it to get complicated or for either of us to feel obliged or pressured to have sex whenever the other wants. Should we agree to like once a week or something?”
“Once a week is perfectly acceptable.” He arched an eyebrow. “Am I going to have to adjust our other terms to accommodate this new item?”
Molly chuckled, both at the irony and at his business-like language. “No, I guess not. I imagine I’ll be getting as much out of this as you will.”
A flare of heat awoke in his eyes. “I’ll make sure you do.”

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Review: Unlocking Her Innocence by Lynne Graham

Format: E-Book
Read with: Kindle Oasis
Length: Novel
Genre: Contemporary Romance
POV: Third Person, Dual
Series: Standalone
Publisher: Harlequin
Hero: Vito Barbieri
Heroine: Ava Fitzgerald
Sensuality: 🔥🔥🔥
Published On: January 01, 2012
Started On: September 17, 2024
Finished On: September 19, 2024

Unlocking Her Innocence by Lynne Graham is a taut, emotional romance laced with the kind of tightly woven sexual tension that she excels at crafting. Ava Fitzgerald’s life was shattered when she was convicted for causing the accident that claimed Vito Barbieri’s brother’s life. Serving her sentence left her isolated, shunned, and haunted by gaps in her memory from that fateful night. She remembers only fragments, her teenage crush on Vito, her impulsive and humiliating attempt to seduce him, his cold rejection, and then… nothing. Upon her release, she wants nothing more than to keep her head down, work, and rebuild what is left of her life.

Fate, however, has other plans. At twenty-two, Ava finds herself working for the one man she hoped never to see again. Vito, now thirty-one, is a powerful and cynical billionaire, still carrying the weight of grief and bitterness. In his eyes, Ava is the reckless, spoiled girl who destroyed his family’s happiness, and he is determined to make her pay. Yet, beneath his hard-edged control, he is unsettled by the changes in her. The shadows in her eyes, the humility in her demeanor, and the innocence she still exudes.

Their encounters crackle with mistrust and attraction in equal measure. Vito’s desire wars with his resentment, while Ava’s lingering feelings for him are tempered by guilt and shame. As pieces of that lost night begin to surface, truths emerge that challenge everything Vito thought he knew. The emotional stakes are high, but so is the undeniable pull between them, and their journey from enemies bound by tragedy to lovers bound by truth is both intense and rewarding.

Ava is a heroine you can’t help but root for; quietly resilient, deeply vulnerable, and determined to stand on her own despite the crushing weight of her past. Vito, for his part, is every inch the commanding Lynne Graham hero: aloof, devastatingly attractive, and emotionally guarded, yet capable of deep tenderness when he finally lets his defences down. Watching him grapple with the truth and his growing feelings makes his transformation all the more satisfying.

What I particularly enjoyed was how Graham handled the pacing of their romance. The tension simmers beautifully, the moments of tenderness all the more powerful for the rocky road that precedes them. The resolution is heartfelt, and the glimpse into their life together three years later is the perfect finishing touch.

Recommended for: fans of intense, emotionally charged romances featuring an ex-convict heroine, a brooding hero, and a storyline where past wrongs give way to healing and love.

Final Verdict: Passionate, dramatic, and deeply romantic, Unlocking Her Innocence is Lynne Graham delivering the kind of emotional and taut sensual intensity she is best known for.

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Review: Emerald Mistress by Lynne Graham

Format: E-Book
Read with: Kindle Oasis
Length: Novel
Genre: Contemporary Romance
POV: Third Person, Dual
Series: Standalone
Publisher: Harlequin
Hero: Rafael Cavaliere Flynn
Heroine: Harriet Carmichael
Sensuality: 🔥🔥🔥
Published On: January 09, 2007
Started On: September 15, 2024
Finished On: September 16, 2024

Emerald Mistress by Lynne Graham is a slower-burn romance that trades her trademark whirlwind passion for a richer, more layered storytelling style, yet still delivers the emotional pull and satisfying chemistry she is well known for.

Harriet Carmichael’s glamorous London life implodes in spectacular fashion when her career crashes and her fiancé betrays her. Picking up the pieces, she seizes the chance to start fresh in rural Ireland, where an unexpected inheritance gives her a cottage and stables to rebuild her life.

But peace proves elusive when she comes face-to-face with Rafael Cavaliere Flynn, her new neighbour and the man indirectly responsible for her professional downfall. Tall, magnetic, and infuriatingly self-assured, Rafael is exactly the type of man Harriet wants to avoid. Still, his brooding charm and flashes of unexpected kindness chip away at her resolve. Harriet, at twenty-eight, is determined to guard her heart, but she cannot ignore the pull between them, especially when Rafael’s own past reveals a man far more complex than his confident exterior suggests.

Rafael is a hero marked by betrayal, his jaded outlook on relationships rooted in a failed engagement that left him wary of trust. His interactions with Harriet are laced with challenge and curiosity, his attraction complicated by their rocky first impressions. The dynamic between them unfolds gradually, the tension simmering rather than erupting, giving more space for character growth and emotional connection before the romance takes center stage.

This is not the kind of Lynne Graham romance where passion explodes from the first chapter. Instead, it is a longer, more measured build, allowing for deeper exploration of Harriet’s reinvention and Rafael’s guarded nature. While the sexual tension is present, it is more subtle than her usual fare, but no less effective in keeping the reader invested. Watching Harriet fall first, and Rafael slowly catch up, gives their romance a quiet charm that feels earned.

What I loved most was the way the Irish village setting added warmth and texture to the story, with secondary characters, especially Una, playing meaningful roles. In fact, Una’s journey was so engaging that I found myself wishing for an epilogue that showed her happy ending alongside Harriet and Rafael’s life years down the line. The absence of such a glimpse was my only real regret in an otherwise absorbing read.

Recommended for: readers who enjoy slower-burn romances with strong character arcs, small-town charm, and heroes whose emotional walls take time to crumble.

Final Verdict: Warm, heartfelt, and quietly compelling, Emerald Mistress shows a different but deeply satisfying side of Lynne Graham’s stupendous writing.

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Review: The Sicilian’s Stolen Son by Lynne Graham

Format: E-Book
Read with: Kindle Oasis
Length: Novel
Genre: Contemporary Romance
POV: Third Person, Dual
Series: Standalone
Publisher: Harlequin
Hero: Luciano Vitale
Heroine: Jemima Barber
Sensuality: 🔥🔥🔥
Published On: April 01, 2016
Started On: September 08, 2024
Finished On: September 11, 2024

He knew he wasn’t fully in control and it made him feel outrageously free of his rigid rules to do as he liked. She would be his for as long as he wanted her and that was all that currently mattered to him.

The Sicilian’s Stolen Son by Lynne Graham delivers all the passion, tension, and emotional depth you would expect from one of her signature Mediterranean romances. Jemima Barber’s life is turned upside down when Luciano Vitale storms in to her life to reclaim his young son, the child carried by Jemima’s late twin sister as part of a surrogacy arrangement gone terribly wrong. In a bid to protect her nephew, Jemima allows Luciano to believe she is her sister, a deception that immediately puts her in the crosshairs of a man known for his ruthless control and scorching intensity.

Luciano is every inch the classic alpha hero; smouldering, sexy, and devastatingly commanding. A widower still haunted by his past, his marriage to a beautiful but faithless woman has left him jaded and mistrustful. Yet, even when he believes Jemima to be the unscrupulous woman who withheld his child, his attraction to her is undeniable. Beneath the arrogance and edge lies a man who is fiercely protective of his son and, as the story unfolds, surprisingly vulnerable when it comes to love.

Jemima was an absolute delight as a heroine. At twenty-four, she is curvy, down-to-earth, and refreshingly warm, a stark contrast to the sophisticated, manipulative sister whose identity she is temporarily forced to assume. Her genuine care for her nephew and her quiet strength make her deeply relatable, and her helpless attraction to Luciano only complicates the precarious situation she is in. Watching her navigate the minefield of his mistrust while trying to hold her own in their increasingly combustible relationship is a large part of the book’s appeal.

The dynamic between them is electric from the start, fueled by a combustible mix of mistrust, desire, and emotional wounds. The turning point, when Luciano discovers the truth about Jemima’s innocence, does not dim the intensity, but rather shifts it into a marriage of convenience that brims with sexual tension and emotional push and pull. Their journey to trust and love is laced with tender moments, sharp exchanges, and just enough vulnerability from Luciano to make his eventual surrender to his feelings truly satisfying.

What I loved most was how Graham managed to make Luciano’s moments of openness enhance rather than weaken his potent, alpha nature. He remains smouldering and authoritative, but with flashes of raw honesty that deepen the romance. The epilogue is especially rewarding, offering a warm, joyful glimpse of their life together that ties the story together beautifully.

Recommended for: fans of marriage of convenience romances, tortured widower heroes, and curvy, relatable heroines who can hold their own against a powerful alpha male.

Final Verdict: Smouldering, heartfelt, and irresistibly romantic, The Sicilian’s Stolen Son delivers in every way you would expect a Graham novel to.

Favorite Quotes

‘If we’d had more time together, things would have turned out very differently,’ Jemima declared with a bitterness that she struggled to hide.
‘She ripped off your parents, stole your identity and your boyfriend and landed you with a baby,’ Ellie reminded her drily. ‘What could she have done as an encore? Murdered you all in your beds?’

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Review: Daydreamer by Susie Tate

Format: E-Book
Read with: Kindle Oasis
Length: Novel
Genre: Contemporary Romance
POV: First Person, Dual
Series: Daydreamer, #1
Publisher: Sett Publishing
Hero: Felix Moretti
Heroine: Lucy Prudence Mayweather
Sensuality: 🔥🔥🔥
Published On: June 27, 2024
Started On: July 21, 2024
Finished On: July 26, 2024

Plunging into my first Susie Tate book turned out to be the best thing ever! Susie Tate’s Daydreamer is the kind of book that takes on a familiar trope, childhood friends turned into boss-subordinate relationship, and breathes into it a heartfelt, addictive energy.

From the very first page, the story pulled me into Lucy Mayweather’s messy, colourful world as she tries to navigate the cut-throat environment of Felix Moretti’s high-powered London office. What starts off as a desperate attempt by Lucy to find her footing outside her small village life, while hopelessly nursing a crush she has carried for years, unfolds into a romance that is both intense and painfully emotional.

Lucy is a heroine I could not help but bring out my pompoms for. She is the bookworm in all of us; whimsical, shy, forever daydreaming, and clearly out of place in Felix’s ruthless corporate jungle. She wears her battered jumpers and carries pens in her hair, and yet beneath all that awkwardness is a creative, brilliant author with stories that have the power to captivate. Her struggles with loneliness and vulnerability make her deeply relatable, but what stood out for me most was her quiet form of strength, how she still carries that spark despite the constant dismissals and the cruelty she faces from those around her.

Felix, by contrast, is all sharp edges and control. At thirty-three, he is a successful, commitment-phobic billionaire with a reputation as a playboy. He is emotionally scarred by his father’s cruelty, and that pain drives much of his cynicism and obsession with success. To Lucy, though, he is also the boy who once listened to her stories, the one who never made her feel odd for dreaming.

Watching him battle with his possessiveness, his jealousy, and ultimately his own vulnerability, made him both infuriating and enticing on so many levels. There were times I wanted to shake him for being so blind and emotionally stunted, but that only made his groveling later all the more satisfying.

The central conflict between them hits hard; Felix’s inability to trust, his constant prioritization of work and control, and Lucy’s hidden truths. There were moments where I questioned what Felix even wanted from her, moments where his actions nearly broke her beyond repair. But what followed was a redemption arc packed with raw emotion, grand gestures, and groveling that truly delivered. The tension between them, from their first kiss to their explosive confrontations, kept me on edge, and the eventual conclusion was absolutely worth it.

What I loved most about the story was how much it felt like an extended, modern Lynne Graham novel; rich with angst, a ruthless hero, and a heroine who transforms from a pushover into a stronger version of herself. The writing had me smiling at Lucy’s quirks one moment, clutching my chest at Felix’s harshness the next, and then sighing happily at the tenderness buried beneath all that ruthlessness. The epilogue, with its warm glimpse into their happily-ever-after, tied it all together in the most heart-melting way.

Recommended for: readers who love brother’s best friend romances, ruthless billionaire heroes, groveling done to a fine art, and quirky heroines who surprise you with their strength.

Final Verdict: A wonderful, emotional romance that had me hooked from the start. With top-notch groveling and a beautiful end, Daydreamer is a gem.

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Review: Second-Time Bride by Lynne Graham

Format: E-Book
Read with: Kindle Oasis
Length: Novel
Genre: Paranormal Romance
POV: Third Person, Single
Series: Standalone
Publisher: Harlequin
Hero: Alessio Leopardi
Heroine: Daisy Thornton
Sensuality: 🔥🔥🔥
Published On: January 01, 1997
Started On: June 01, 2024
Finished On: June 01, 2024

‘You are the only woman I have ever loved,’ Alessio murmured roughly. ‘And I want to be inside you so badly, I ache.’

Second-Time Bride is one of those Lynne Graham classics that blends angst, humor, and emotional punch in a way that keeps you flipping the pages long past bedtime. Daisy and Alessio married as teenagers in a union that was doomed from the start; too young, too unprepared, and crushed under family pressure and their own insecurities. Within months, the marriage imploded, leaving Daisy to raise their daughter alone. Thirteen years later, Alessio returns, unaware he has a child, and determined to reclaim the woman he once lost.

Alessio is a quintessential Graham hero: arrogant, forceful, and brimming with jealousy that he can barely control. At thirty-two, he is wealthier, more powerful, and every bit as single-minded as the nineteen-year-old who first pursued Daisy. He is also plagued by insecurities he would never admit aloud, his reactions driven by the fear of losing her again, even as he masks that fear with bluster and arrogance.

Daisy, at thirty, is his equal in more ways than he expects. Wary, skittish, and protective of her daughter, she nonetheless refuses to be steamrolled, meeting his intensity with quick wit, flashes of temper, and the kind of honesty that continually throws him off balance.

The heart of the story lies in their second chance. Thirteen years of silence have bred misunderstandings, half-truths, and old wounds that refuse to stay buried. Daisy has kept the existence of their daughter a secret, a betrayal Alessio cannot easily forgive. He, in turn, cannot understand how she could walk away from their marriage without ever looking back. Their renewed relationship becomes a tug-of-war between pride and vulnerability, with their daughter Tara right in the middle, eager for the father she never knew.

Tara herself is one of the delights of this book. Equal parts her mother’s wit and Alessio’s will, she injects humor, heart, and energy into every scene she is in. She is clever, observant, and at times far too shrewd for her parents’ comfort, and her presence grounds the story in a way that makes the reconciliation between Daisy and Alessio even more meaningful.

What I adored most about this book was the balance between angst and humor that had me gasping for breathe one minute and guffawing the next. There is no shortage of fiery confrontations, jealous accusations, and emotional intensity, but Graham sprinkles it with laugh-out-loud moments that lighten the heaviness.

Daisy’s ability to fluster Alessio is pure delight; watching his frustration when she refuses to play by his rules gave me more than one chuckle. The chemistry between them is undeniable, their banter sharp and their passion blazing, making their reconciliation all the more satisfying. And that ending, sweet, funny, and unexpectedly heartwarming, was pure delight, the perfect conclusion after such a rocky road.

If I had a quibble, it is that the story would have benefitted from glimpses into Alessio’s perspective during their teenage marriage. Seeing how deeply besotted he had been would have added another layer of poignancy to his present-day determination. Still, his relentless pursuit of Daisy, even when he masks it with arrogance, is telling enough, and his jealousy-fueled antics both maddening and thoroughly entertaining.

Recommended for: readers who love second-chance marriages, fiery banter, jealous alpha heroes, and heroines who refuse to back down.

Final Verdict: Equal parts humor, heartbreak, and heat—Second-Time Bride is a Lynne Graham gem with a pure delight of an ending.

Favorite Quotes

At nineteen, Alessio had told her that a boy who slept around was only gaining necessary masculine experience but that a girl who slept around was a tart. That might not be fair but that was life, he had informed her cheerfully. But Alessio could not find it within himself to be quite so cheerful now about the idea that he might have married a tart.

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Review: Adrift by Swati MH

Format: E-Book
Read with: Kindle Oasis
Length: Novel
Genre: Contemporary Romance
POV: First Person, Dual
Series: Standalone
Publisher: Self-Published
Hero: Darian Meyer
Heroine: Rani Shah
Sensuality: 🔥🔥🔥
Published On: November 10, 2022
Started On: October 03, 2023
Finished On: October 04, 2023

Rani smiles in my direction for the first time since she came out here and something unfurls inside my chest, catching me off-guard. The woman has curves I want my hands on, but there is one curve–her smile–that I know, without a doubt, will lead me into a lot of trouble.

Adrift by Swati MH is my first foray into the author’s writing. Drawn to take the plunge by the forbidden elements of the story and the May-December trope, I was intrigued and found myself with a tale that was engrossing in many ways. Adrift brings to readers the story of 32 year old Darian Meyer, a widowed single father, who is grappling with the overwhelming sorrow of his wife Sonia’s sudden demise, turning his world upside down as he is left to raise their son, Arman, alone.

The story takes an intriguing turn with the introduction of 19 year old Rani Shah, Sonia’s much younger sister. As Rani steps in to help take care of Arman, her presence while it eases the burdens that Darian has been carrying alone all along, it also brings to the forefront something neither would have thought possible; mutual desire that blossoms into something more.

As the fiery attraction between Darian and Rani heats up, Ms. Swati takes readers through the events marking the tumultuous nature of Darian’s past as well as Rani’s strained relations with her mother. While Darian battles with his inner self and laments himself for lusting after his sister in law, Rani grapples with her own feelings of guilt and confusion, acknowledging the vulnerabilities associated with her lack of experience when it comes to the opposite sex.

I loved how relatable both Darian and Rani were, how they were “real” in every sense, and worked through a lot of baggage on both sides to embrace the deep abiding love they find in each other. I loved Darian for bringing the kind of teasing sensuality to the story that is addictive, the kind that makes your heart go stumbling into overdrive, and how inventive he was as a lover. I loved the stolen moments between the two, and how Rani’s insecurities were real and just doesn’t magically disappear. I also loved the kisses between the two – they were of the best kind!

One of the best aspects about Rani’s growth in the story is how she stands up for herself, even when it pains her to do so, especially with her mother. I brought out the pompoms and rooted for her big time and was so proud of her. Coming from an Asian household where such actions are considered taboo at best, it takes great strength to do so and I believe that Rani’s trust in Darian played a huge role in her being able to finally stand up for herself.

Recommended for those who love an emotionally charged romance, featuring two protagonists who are real in every sense!

Final Verdict: Adrift is a beautifully crafted story of love, loss, and healing that would resonate deeply with the reader, with complex characterization and sensuality.

Favorite Quotes

Before I even finish thinking about what I’ve done, yet again, his lips are on mine with a soft growl. Both of his hands stroll up my bare shoulders, finding their way to the side of my face. He cups my cheeks as his tongue sweeps over my lips, asking–no, demanding–entrance into my mouth.
At first, I’m so bewildered by his scent and the feel of his lips on my mouth that I barely respond. But the more he coaxes me out of my stupor–his tongue teasing against my mouth–the more I feel myself give in.
My eyes finally close as my hands slide up his torso, finding purchase on his chest, and I open my mouth, letting him in.

She lets out a staggered breath. “Yes . . ..” Her eyes get a faraway look in them before she grazes her face against mine again and whispers, “No.”
“No?”
She shakes her head. “I mean, I have an idea, but by all means,” she swallows, “if you have more you want to do . . ..” She trails off like she’s imagining all the things I’ve been telepathically planting in her head.
My lips are right above hers. “What I want to do and what I should do, based on our little agreement, are two very different things. For example, what I want to do is take you upstairs and fill you up with my tongue and my cock so you’ll be dripping my spit and cum for days.”
She gasps, her eyes giving away the shock and lust building behind them.
“But I wouldn’t call that going slow,” I add with a raised brow. I inch closer, my lips almost laying on hers. “So, unless you’ve changed your mind . . ..”
“You,” she says breathlessly, pressing her finger into my chest, “are not playing fair, Mr. Meyer.”

His hand travels the length of the back of my thigh under the dress I’d worn to the nursing home today, and it drives me wild. Our lips mesh together and our tongues dance against our moans as his hand continues its slow upward perusal. His eyes fly open in alarm just as he finds my bare ass.
He pulls away from my lips. “You’re not wearing any underwear? What sort of nursing home party did you attend?”
I giggle, leaning further in to press another kiss to his lips before covering his hand–the one still on my bare bottom–with mine and scooting it further up so he finds the top band of my thong.
He groans, running his hand over my ass cheek before pulling me onto him. “Fuck.”

“Jesus, Rani.” He speaks low against my mouth, and I force myself not to scream from the pressure he’s inciting inside of me. “Tell me you want this because I might be getting past the point of stopping. But, baby, I need you to think.” “Yes,” I hiss into his mouth, undulating over him. I’m seconds from shattering, the friction too much, lighting up my body like it’s in a firework display on the Fourth of July. “I want this.” I cup his face with my hands, my eyes hooded. “You’re the only one I want this with.”

He lays a kiss on my lips, watching my face. “Are you okay?”
I nod, panting. “Yes. Darian?”
“Yes, baby?”
“Please move.”
He smiles as his hips start rocking inside me. He takes over with one hand grabbing the back of my knee before driving inside me and my fingernails bite into his shoulder. His lips find mine as we groan into each other, breathing, feeling, needing.
Finally in sync.

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by mvbookreviewer

Review: Prisoner of Passion by Lynne Graham

Format: E-Book
Read with: Kindle Oasis
Length: Novel
Genre: Contemporary Romance
POV: Third Person, Single
Series: Standalone
Publisher: Harlequin
Hero: Rico da Silva
Heroine: Bella Jennings
Sensuality: 🔥🔥🔥
Published On: January 01, 1996
Started On: July 14, 2023
Finished On: July 20, 2023

It was like coming alive when you thought you were dead. Every skin-cell suddenly flamed into red-hot life, a kind of frantic, feverish hunger possessing her. Her response was so intense that it swallowed her alive.

Prisoner of Passion by Lynne Graham is another explosively emotive read by the highly acclaimed author of category romances. First published in January of 1996, the story delves into two vastly different characters in terms of upbringing and outlook, rendering their coming together one that is as combustive as it can get.

The story begins when 21 year old Bella Jennings, a spirited and fiercely independent artist gets into an accident with 32 year old magnate, Rico da Silva, who misunderstands Bella’s intentions and challenges her integrity from the onset. While Rico would rather die than admit how he is drawn towards the spirited nature of Bella in a way that makes him wary, it is when they are kidnapped and thrown into forced proximity with each other that their desire comes to its heady conclusion, forging emotional ties that goes beyond mere attraction.

While Bella chafes at the very notion of giving into Rico, she carries the emotional scars of abandonment, which makes her extremely wary of relationships, especially given her mother’s history with men. When Rico misjudges her, laying blame at her door for enticing him, Bella tends to give as good as she gets, until she realizes that for the very first time in her life, she wants to succumb to the wiles of a man.

Meanwhile Rico has a more well-rounded upbringing and is not cast from the usual mold of heroes that litter most category romances. However, he is a man once bitten and extremely “shy” when it comes to the opposite sex, willing to believe that every woman wants what he can give them, both in bed and as a man who is financially affluent. When Bella pushes his buttons, the ones that do not even show up with other women, Rico being the strong character that he is, pushes back.

Their relationship is one that is an uphill battle, as it is not only their own vulnerabilities that each has to contend with, but also external forces that would rather see them go their separate ways. However, fate has a way of bringing them together which defies everything else, even be it the internal struggles that both Rico and Bella go through towards the end.

I highly enjoyed this high octane number from Ms. Graham. I am always in awe of how she can turn formulaic story lines into books that demands all my emotions to be fully invested in them. I am also quite taken in with the fact that almost every Lynne Graham novel tends to touch on the vast class difference that exists in advanced societies like the United Kingdom, and this was no exception.

How the poor struggle to make ends meet often living in cycles of abject poverty until the hero swoops in and rescues them, with generations often spending their lives in servitude, while those who have the money belong to a class of their own. While most may not hone in on such details, I believe Ms. Graham brings the struggles of especially women who assume responsibilities of single motherhood for instance to life in her novels to show this dichotomy that is still very much part of society.

I loved how passionate both Rio and Bella were in their unique individual ways, and how that passion translated into a love of the kind that both were willing to fight for when all was said and done. Ms. Graham’s vivid prose is perfect for such contrasting characters, capturing the often tumultuous emotions that defines their relationship. From heated arguments to tender moments of vulnerability, each scene is crafted to best portray the emotional nuance, drawing readers into the heart of their passionate and intense love affair.

Ultimately, it was how Bella and Rico both navigate their personal demons and external pressures to go through periods of growth and introspection, to be able to accept each other and their love which made the story stand out for me.

Definitely recommended for those who love highly passionate love stories crafted with emotional depth that Ms. Graham is famous for!

Final Verdict: Prisoner of Passion is a gripping romance with its richly drawn characters, evocative prose, and poignant exploration of love amidst adversity, attesting to Graham’s mastery of the genre!

Favorite Quotes

‘Let me go… Let me go!’ she chanted wildly. ‘Please!’
‘If I don’t take you to the police I’ll take you home.’ Every muscle in his dark features rigid, he slung her a look of smouldering sexual appraisal which was flagrant enough to make her knees sag and her darkened eyes fill with an ocean of sheer shock. ‘Sí…and bed you like you’ve never been bedded before! I have never wanted anything as badly as I want you, and the knowledge that I can afford you doesn’t help. It’s a sick craving and I am not yielding to it,’ he muttered roughly, so close now that she could feel his breath on her cheek as his dark head lowered, degree by mesmerising degree. ‘And, if I did, you’d be sorry. Believe me, the police are the soft option…’

His mouth crashed down on hers. Electric shock sizzled through every skin cell. Nothing that intense had ever happened to her before. His tongue stabbed between her lips and heat surged between her thighs. She quivered, letting him splay his hands intimately to the swell of her hips, lifting her to him, melding every inch of her screamingly willing body to the hungry threat of his. It still wasn’t close enough to satisfy. A moan escaped huskily from the back of her throat—a curiously animal moan that she did not recognise as her own.

‘Don’t be disgusting! Let me go!’
He gave vent to something rough and charged in Spanish and moved with an abruptness that took her completely by surprise. Suddenly she was flipped onto her back and Rico was lying above her instead, their positions reversed without warning. Before she could open her startled lips to demand an explanation he took her mouth in a surge of angry passion.
And what happened next she definitely wasn’t prepared to deal with. As his tongue drove into the moist interior she had already accidentally opened to him she was seized by an explosive wave of excitement. It left her dizzy and stripped of every coherent thought. The intensity of her own response electrified her, opening up another world that was full of unbearable physical temptation. She returned the kiss with a kind of wondering innocence, arching her head back to deepen the pressure, involuntarily greedy and inviting more.

He wasn’t listening. He muttered something rough and yet soft in Spanish, and just as suddenly reached for her. As possessed by that terrifying strong need to physically connect as he was, Bella made no demur. Lost in the slumbrous demand of his golden gaze, she was mindless. He took her mouth with a hunger that burned like flames of fire over her unprotected skin.
And yet she craved that fire, needed that fire as she needed oxygen to live. Her hands gripped his broad shoulders, loving the heat of his flesh through the fine shirt. She pushed against him as he crushed her to him, her breasts flattened to the hard wall of his chest, already heavy with a sensitivity and an anticipation which he alone had taught her to feel. Her body remembered him with every newly awakened sense.

He shifted over her then, ravishing her swollen lips one more time, and then, abruptly, he drew her up to him with impatient hands and plunged inside her. She hadn’t expected the pain that tore at her as he entered her. Her shocked eyes flew wide and she bit her tongue so hard that she tasted blood in her mouth.
‘Madre de Dios!’ Shattered golden eyes held hers, and then his teeth clenched as the momentum of his own desire made him drive deeper still, his swollen shaft forging a path through the tender tissue that had sought to deny him.

She was at screaming-point when he moved over her, every shred of physical awareness centred on the ache of emptiness between her thighs. And then he thrust into her and she moaned and arched in one taut movement, her body clenching on a pleasure so intense that she was utterly possessed by it. Her fingers raked down his back in reaction and her teeth nipped at the strong brown column of his throat in instinctive revenge for the ragged laugh he gave vent to.
After that there was nothing but the long, pulsing drive for satisfaction. It went on and on and on. She hit the heights fast, unable to rein back the flood of release, but he didn’t stop. She had barely hit ground level again before the frantic climb back up began, and in all her life she had never felt so controlled, never dreamt she could enjoy that reality so much. And when the second climax whooshed up inside her she was wiped out.

He kissed her and the world fell away and everything else soared to an ungovernable height of excitement. He closed his arms around her so tightly that she couldn’t breathe, but she didn’t want to breathe. Dizzy and disorientated, she clung to him, lost in the devastating plunge into passion, her heart racing, her pulses throbbing, every muscle taut with a hunger that dominated and controlled. Heat surged into her loins, making her thighs tremble against the aroused thrust of his manhood. He swept her up in his arms and then dropped her on the ancient feather mattress from a height.
‘You’re a pushover, querida.’ He stared down at her, his hard-boned features grim and derisive. ‘And you will crawl for that month’s trial before I am finished with you!’ he stated chillingly.

‘Would you like me to show you around?’ Standing there in the stray patch of sunlight arrowing through a tall sash-window, he looked so good that she couldn’t take her eyes off him. Six feet four inches of spectacular masculinity. Visually she adored every extravagantly gorgeous inch of him, her heart accelerating like a racing car screeching round a bend at a hundred-plus miles an hour. She felt her breasts stir and swell inside the cups of her bra, helplessly struggled to fight the electric tension that was wantonly taking her over.
‘Bella…’ he murmured unsteadily, his shimmering golden eyes suddenly hotly pinned to her.
Emboldened by the discovery that he could look helpless too, Bella smiled, all female. ‘Turned very coy all of a sudden, haven’t you?’

She pulled his jacket off, tore at his tie, and as he fought his way out of his shirt let her palms smooth up over the warm, hard wall of his muscular chest, her fingertips teasing at the dark whorls of hair in her path. With an earthy growl he brushed her hands away, thrust her T-shirt up and found her breasts.
It was her turn to gasp and quiver as his expert fingers pushed up her bra and tugged at her engorged nipples. Her back arched in a blinding wave of intolerable excitement.

She burned and panted for breath as he tugged the briefs away and discovered the damp, hot secret of her desire. Intolerable excitement held her in its grip. Suddenly he was pushing her back, shifting over her, unexpectedly stilling when she was poised with anticipation on the furthest edge, every nerve ready to scream with frustration.
‘Don’t stop!’ she gasped.
She felt his hands, roughly impatient on her thighs, and then, with a suddenness that stole her breath away, he thrust into her hard and deeply. An ecstatic cry escaped her, wanton in the depth of need it expressed. She stretched up, kissing his throat, licking the salt from his skin, adoring him. But he pushed her back, arching over her like a primitive god, demanding absolute control, thrusting harder and faster, filling her again and again with the driving force of his manhood.

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