“I love you. Who could not love you? You are so full, full to bursting – with humor, with grace, with curiosity, with talent. You are an embarrassment of riches, Lord Devlin. I am so very lucky to have you to love.” – Anne Winton
A historical romance much needed, with several doses of suspense and intrigue, and hot enough to make your corsets melt all by themselves, ladies!
Anne Winton is the new employee at Ballencrieff Asylum. She expected heavily troubled people within its walls, and hardships from day one in her new job. What she didn’t expect was James Drake of Devlin, a Marquess and a patient of the Asylum, to appeal to her inner desires so much and awaken feelings she never knew she could have. The mad man also finds himself at a loss when this owl-like, fragile creature worms her way into his heart – as well as his art. As she begins to unravel the mysteries that are locked inside his chaotic mind and soul in order to help him heal, the two come ever so close. But there are forces against Lord Devlin’s healing procedure – forces that will do anything to keep him conveniently locked in his cell, accused for a murder Anne soon starts suspecting may not have been of his own doing after all…
I’m telling you, this book was a lot darker than I thought and yet so much lighter than I expected. It focused heavily on emotional impacting scenes, and played really well with the reader’s psyche through imagery and words. I loved it! Not to mention how adorable and well-put the main couple was. The whole theme of not knowing if James really was the culprit or not – courtesy of all those experiments and medicinal crap he was being fed – as well as the psychological warfare from some of the Asylum employees, gave an even more realistic touch, too.
I can’t wait to see what other surprises Mrs. Russell has in store for us with the rest of this series!
“I love you, my beautiful Owl.” – James Devlin
***I was given an ARC from the publisher via NetGalley in exchange for an honest review. The opinion stated in this review is solely mine, and no compensation was given or taken to alter it.***