Never A Lady by Jacquie D'Alessandro
Nov. 21st, 2009 10:50 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
meganbmooreColin Oliver is in London looking for a bride. Unfortunately, he’s distracted from that goal by Alexandra Marchmont, a popular fortune teller who used to be a street thief. He knows she used to be a street thief because he caught her picking his pocket, though she doesn’t know he remembers. When she overhears a murder plot and is caught climbing out the future victim’s window by Colin, he’s initially suspicious, but it soon becomes clear that she may be an intended victim herself.
This book can’t seem to decide if it wants to be a romantic comedy or an angstfest. It’d work well as either one, but instead of committing, it just kind of teeters in a neutral zone, and so it’s enjoyable, but not nearly as enjoyable as it could be. Also, Colin is, inevitably, a former spy. I have clearly read too many regency historicals the last few months because I’m starting to be blind to the word. Maybe if there were more female spies who weren’t evil hussies. Not that D’Alessandro has committed that particular crime in the two books of hers that I’ve read.
This book can’t seem to decide if it wants to be a romantic comedy or an angstfest. It’d work well as either one, but instead of committing, it just kind of teeters in a neutral zone, and so it’s enjoyable, but not nearly as enjoyable as it could be. Also, Colin is, inevitably, a former spy. I have clearly read too many regency historicals the last few months because I’m starting to be blind to the word. Maybe if there were more female spies who weren’t evil hussies. Not that D’Alessandro has committed that particular crime in the two books of hers that I’ve read.