I bought this thinking it was a military thriller. It is not a military thriller; it is a barely disguised and fairly poorly written romance novel. The reader is poor and his portrayal of female voices lies somewhere between laughable and insulting. My experience with the romance genre is very, very limited, but I cannot imagine that a billion dollar industry has been built on a standard as low as this. The romance scenes are devoid of a fundamental understanding of sexual attraction. I got this book in the $10 sale, so I can't say that I really lost money on the experience, but I would strongly urge people to reconsider purchasing this title.
The author started OK then by the second half I think she lost the thread of the story and fell back on some trite "sex to sell it" stuff. I don't think you can start as an action type novel then turn it into a "steamy sex novel". I put that in quotes because it really was quite trite. I ended up not finishing it and feeling it was wasting my time.
The name is for my wife, the photo is for the old man.
Somehow I bought this without checking the reviews. I can't stand it. A 3 generation bodice ripper, with very little suspense thriller. I'm not thrilled.
This book is horrible. While the writer can only improve, I guess some credit should be given that she wrote the book in her early teens, it remains for other works. WWII resistance romances, high school almosts, then he in the Seals, she a doctor, get together their hidden love rekindled, all the while he is on a dangerous mission that his superiors do not believe in. (Yes, terrorists.) I have no fault with the ending, as I quit half-way through. My shame is that I lasted that long. I swear there was a weak in the knees kiss, chisled good looks, and more................
Nothing in the synopsis prepared me for the "romance" part of this book. I thought it was about a military hero in danger on leave from reading the description. There is a thin plot here, but you need a machete to hack through the repetitive sexual fantasies to get at it. And they're not even good fantasy. Just basically the same ogling of bodies and wishing for sex and remembering "that night". Then a few pages of actual story, then back to his fantasy, then, but no, her respects her too much, then an extra sentence about "that night", then switch to her fantasy, and a reference to "that night" then another tiny bit of story, then.....etc, etc, etc. I'm only about 4 hrs into a 15 hour book, and already saying to the author "Get on with it, already!" I don't know if I'll finish the book or not. I need much more story and less PG rated glop.
Headline sums it up. The disappointment stems from my poor choice, or poor labeling of this fiction. However, it intrigued me enough to see it through to the end. The thriller part is less obviously less researched and expert than top sellers in that genre. The story and back-stories are entertaining, I just wished Brockmann was more researched in special ops or collaborated on this. I actually enjoyed the romances. I see she's written a series of these romance thrillers based on the same characters, I hope book 2 is stronger, because I like the core characters. In terms of prose, Brockmann is 5 on a ten point scale.
I do my gardening listening to Audible books and, at times, end up sitting on my gardening cart sobbing away, while hoping no one's looking
Take out all the boring 'longing' passages. Things were repeated too many times.
I always knew who was talking and/or thinking.
Should have read the other reviews - this could have been witten by a high school remedial literature student.
We used to call these crotch novels
Omitting the hard-core porn and the incessant discussion of past love, current love and, perhaps future love. It became really, really tiring.
He was fine.
This was a major disappointment. I was expecting a thriller.
Brockman writes bodice ripper/crotch novels which is fine but not how this book was presented. The reader was good at voice characterization.
Not if they are accurately categorized.
The various voices he used helped define the characters.
Most of the juvenile presentation of sex scenes was drawn out way too long.
The author must be sexually frustrated.