Anthea Cane is a successful actress—well, action star. Her films are mostly about how hot she looks silhouetted by fiery explosions. But Anthea is determined to prove she’s more than just a body. With the role of a lifetime up for grabs—a serious adaptation of her favorite novel—Anthea sets off to her small hometown in the name of research.
Cole Daniel is a blind farmer with no patience for divas, especially one who mercilessly teased him as a young boy. When Anthea shows up using a fake name and pestering him into letting her stay, he can’t pass up the opportunity to torment her just a little.
But Anthea won’t let the stubborn farmer deter her from her goal, even if he is hotter than any man she’s ever met. Cole finds his form of payback less than satisfying when Anthea keeps turning the tables on him, proving her mettle and gaining his respect. Will Anthea’s research land her a man, as well as the part?
OK, there will be people out there who’ll love this book, and judging by some of the other reviews that I have seen, there are many. However, I am not one of them.
The premise of this book sounded fun to me, which is why I requested it initially. Hidden identities, blind hero, movie star heroine – all seemed like a winner. It didn’t end that way for me.
Unfortunately, the hero and heroine came across, at least to me, as a bit whiny and self-indulgent.
Cole, the hero, didn’t cause me as much of a problem as the heroine, Anthea did. I was quite pleased when I found out he was a blind beta hero who was sexually inexperienced – not often seen in romance novels. This could have worked so much better, but it just came across as unbelievable to me. And the insta-fix for twenty-plus years of blindness? I’d have more chance of growing a beard from my elbow than there being such a quick and easy fix. I’m happy to stand corrected, medical professionals, if this is not the case.
Anthea, Anthea, Anthea (imagine me shaking my head) – I just couldn’t connect or relate to her. In the opening chapter, she’s musing about wanting to bask in the glory of her new film and to be acknowledged for that, then later professes she’s ashamed of the same work. Don’t bite the hand that fed you, Melissa George.
On her return to Mayfield, Anthea is wanting to keep a low profile. She rocks up in a Merc, wearing a scarf, big sunnies and Manolo Blahniks. Honey, that’s not how low profile works. There was some measure of transformation by Anthea, she did soften slightly and become a little nicer. But that’s not too hard considering how self absorbed she was to begin with.
This just didn’t float my boat – I ended up skimming through at the end. The actual writing was good, it was simply a matter of me not enjoying the storyline.
My rating: 1.5 out of 5
Release date: 4 February 2013
Note: I was provided with an advanced reader copy of this book by Carina Press via NetGalley in return for an honest review.