Kinga's Books

First of all, I am really tired of all this ‘rake’ false advertising. Half of romance writers obviously don’t know what a real rake looks like (except maybe for the garden tool). Colin is a great guy but a total wannabe rake. He is a charmer at best. Minerva is an introvert bookish sort of heroine, but, refreshingly, she is not a quivering, stumbling, stuttering mess.

The premise is terribly convoluted and it involves dinosaurs (which is the second historical romance I read involving dinosaurs). But the point is that he and she embark on a crazy journey to Scotland pretending to have eloped. In the course of the journey Minerva learns how to let go and have a little fun and Colin learns that bookish girls have got it going on.

It was a lot of really far-fetched fun full of absolutely ludicrous adventures and hot sex. Basically it does exactly what it says on the tin.