Every now and again one comes across a book that is romantic yet does not fall under the definition one has today of being a ‘romance’. And I say ‘romance’ there while wiggling my eyebrows, pursing my lips and shaking my shoulders like I was having a rather saucy seizure. I read some of the reviews for this novel and some were rather harsh and disparaging, unfairly so, but I think that the reason for the crankiness is because people see the Ellora’s Cave branding and they expect a specific kind of read. Elaine Violette’s story is really a very good romantic fiction, but not a typical historical romance as per the Ellora’s Cave cant and crowd, leaving a ton of sand in the crotch of naysayers and angsty hard-to-find-their-orgasm Erotica addicts; this is a good read.  Continue Reading