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A review by torilovesheas
Irish Rogue by Lydia Michaels
1.0
I certainly liked a lot of aspects of this one, but I’m thinking this series just isn’t for me.
I really a thought this one would be right up my alley, because it’s a wallflower/playboy romance, but then it turned…weird. Let me explain.
I won’t give you all the nitty gritty, cause honestly the start of the book is really straight forward and pretty standard for the genre. The MCs went to school together, have known each other forever, and live in the same town. He’s a playboy and he didn’t notice her in school because she was quiet, mousy, and “not that type of girl” (whatever that means). Except now, they’re all grown up and she’s hot. You get where this is going. I actually really liked the first half of the book. But then it went off the rails.
They get married about 50% in. Alright. That’s fine. Cool. But then it got weirdly religious? And preachy? And they’re trying really hard for a baby after maybe a month or so of marriage? And when that doesn’t pan out, they’re seeing fertility docs?
I have no clue what I was expecting. But the last 50% of this book was so odd and felt so out of place.
There’s also some real weird religious stuff thrown in that I didn’t get? Like saving yourself for marriage is fine if that’s your thing, but there’s a whole part where the heroine is going to confession after researching BJs and it’s…strange. Here’s a direct quote from the heroine that neither MC seems to think is weird.
“No, Father Mark was very understanding. He said the Internet wasn’t the place to find the answers to my questions. My husband would someday explain everything I needed to know.” “You actually told him you researched blowjobs?” “Of course! That’s what he’s there for.”
What on earth.
I think this author just isn’t my cuppa.
Thanks to Valentine PR for an E-ARC for review! All thoughts and opinions are my own!
I really a thought this one would be right up my alley, because it’s a wallflower/playboy romance, but then it turned…weird. Let me explain.
I won’t give you all the nitty gritty, cause honestly the start of the book is really straight forward and pretty standard for the genre. The MCs went to school together, have known each other forever, and live in the same town. He’s a playboy and he didn’t notice her in school because she was quiet, mousy, and “not that type of girl” (whatever that means). Except now, they’re all grown up and she’s hot. You get where this is going. I actually really liked the first half of the book. But then it went off the rails.
They get married about 50% in. Alright. That’s fine. Cool. But then it got weirdly religious? And preachy? And they’re trying really hard for a baby after maybe a month or so of marriage? And when that doesn’t pan out, they’re seeing fertility docs?
I have no clue what I was expecting. But the last 50% of this book was so odd and felt so out of place.
There’s also some real weird religious stuff thrown in that I didn’t get? Like saving yourself for marriage is fine if that’s your thing, but there’s a whole part where the heroine is going to confession after researching BJs and it’s…strange. Here’s a direct quote from the heroine that neither MC seems to think is weird.
“No, Father Mark was very understanding. He said the Internet wasn’t the place to find the answers to my questions. My husband would someday explain everything I needed to know.” “You actually told him you researched blowjobs?” “Of course! That’s what he’s there for.”
What on earth.
I think this author just isn’t my cuppa.
Thanks to Valentine PR for an E-ARC for review! All thoughts and opinions are my own!