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Chargement... What a Scoundrel Wantspar Carrie Lofty
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In this dazzling, original tale, Carrie Lofty imagines a new chapter in the well-loved Robin Hood fable. Meet Robin's rakish nephew, Will Scarlet, a man whose talents with the sword and the ladies are legendary--until his desire for one woman changes everything. . . A Passionate Lover. . . A swordsman for the Sheriff of Nottingham, Will Scarlet has finally emerged from his famous uncle's shadow. But when he's unwittingly drawn into a bloody battle between the Sheriff and a nobleman, it's impossible to tell friend from foe. A woman's screams lead Will straight into the carnage to save her--but the ravishing young lady is not the helpless maid she appears to be. . . An Amorous Lady. . . Meg of Keyworth lost her sight to illness years ago, but that hasn't stopped her mission to save her imprisoned sister, who's been arrested by none other than Will Scarlet. Meg wants to hate Will for betraying her family, but he sparks heated desire in her heart--a desire that only he can satisfy. Meg is lovely and loving, and bedding her is sensual bliss. To please her in every way is what he wants most. . .for Will knows he will cherish her forever. . .. Aucune description trouvée dans une bibliothèque |
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Also, both hero and heroine keep sustaining fairly horrific wounds, which never cause anyone any worry or permanent damage, and given the statistics on infection and mortality in that time period, this got beyond ridiculous. At one point the hero shatters (direct quote) several bones in his thumb, and is like, "Yeah, whatever, I'll put a splint on it in a couple days, it'll be fine," and then it IS fine. While I'm over here saying, "It's the year 1199 and you live in the woods: that sh*t is not going to be fine." It's not a good sign when you find yourself actively hoping for the appearance of gangrene in your romance novel.
(Gotta give Lofty credit for not taking the easy way: her next novel is apparently about this heroine's sister, who is an opium addict and even more shamelessly manipulative in the pursuit of what she wants. I don't want Mary Sue heroines, but there is a middle ground between "interestingly flawed" and "totally unlikeable".)