I wish writers of historical romances today wrote like this, deeply and intensely, if not necessarily the same plot.īut then, maybe I’m a sicko, but I like the plot. We agonize with Catherine’s enslavement, we feel the angry passion between the lovers, we grieve with Catherine’s loss, and suffer from Sean’s torture…how much misery can two people take? Then there is that intense love/hate. The chapters each have their own titles such as “Silken Irons,” “Into Eden,” or “The Nadir.” When the heroine meets the hero her first thoughts are of Milton’s poetry: “His form had not yet lost/All his original brightness, nor appeared/Less than Archangel ruined…” The prose is evocative and compelling, but not purple. If it was a poorly written book no one would still be talking about it 20-plus years after it was published. The main attraction of “Stormfire” is its writing. The ultimate in bodice-ripping, “Stormfire” is a tale of two mentally unstable people and their violent, intense love. So, after a couple of decades of reading romance, I finally got around to “Stormfire.” Whew! They do not write them like this anymore.
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