Friday, October 18, 2013

Lady Broke by Rachel Donnelly

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Book Info:
East meets west when a high-principled Boston socialite teams up with a revenge driven bounty hunter to catch a gang of outlaws. 

It’s tough being a witness when the last one turned up dead.  But Christie Wallace is determined to bring the Everett gang to justice.  Unfortunately, the law can’t protect her from pistol-toting outlaws or the intoxicating lure of a dangerous man.  But, after escaping the suffocating prospects of an arranged marriage she has no intention of allowing her heart to rule her head, even when temptation comes in the form of an incorrigible lawman named Nat Randall.   
Dead or alive—it made no difference to Nat Randall.  He’d tried to bring the Everett gang to trial once before, but the law let him down.  It seems frontier justice is all he has left. But, he doesn’t count on protecting a bewitching Easterner whose courageous spirit challenges him as much as her beauty distracts. It’s not long before he’s torn between pursuing her or the outlaws.   
A timeless, rollicking adventure of unlikely lovers, set in the wild west.


I haven't read romance in so long.  I forgot how enjoyable it could be.  Lady Broke was a nice, enjoyable read.  I loved that it took place in the Old West & that the female lead has such a strong personality.

While the story was a little predictable, it still left me with a light hearted happy feeling.  The story pretty much follows a typical romance formula, but it really needed to read something where I didn't need to think much and that left me with a smile on my face. 

The author did a great job with the characterization of the main characters.  She could have added a little more about the extended families, but it does not really affect the book much.  I just wish I had a little more of the back story.

I could really picture the setting.  Of course, I love the Old West.  I grew up watching John Wayne movies.  My dad was and still is a huge fan of John Wayne.  So, it was very easy to imagine everything in the book.

I just found it o delightful to immerse myself in this book.  Reading a good romance book like this is like being wrapped up in your favorite sweater, sitting in your favorite chair relaxing and dreaming of life.  It is such a comfortable feeling, like seeing an old friend.  I guess I just might pick up a couple more romance books to read.  

I give this one 3 1/2 stars, only because it is a little too predictable, more of a formula book.  It is a nice light read that will still stir your emotions.  If you have ever enjoyed a romance novel.  I'm sure you will enjoy this one.

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Author Info
Rachel Donnelly is a Golden Heart and Golden Pen Finalist. She lives in Canada with her husband, two children, and a crazy cat.

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The clang of bells sounded against the front door.
Christie’s belly gave a sickening lurch.
The robber ducked down behind the counter at her feet. In his haste, the red bandanna slipped down to his chin.
For a split second their gazes locked.
His green eyes narrowed in a murderous glare.
She hastily looked away.
The click of his gun cocking made her swallow hard.
He settled himself like a laying hen, on a half empty crate of canned peaches at her feet.
“Afternoon, ma’am.”
Christie swallowed hard.
The tall stranger striding toward her in the brown duster appeared far more dangerous than the robber under the counter. His blue eyes snapped as cold as spring water against his bronze skin. It was difficult to determine his features through the stubble on cheeks.
But there was purpose behind his steady advancing swagger, urging her to take a stepback.
The gun against her thigh held her still.
She managed a small frozen smile—a smile one might give when a rattler lay
curled inches from your feet. Her heart raced so fast, she could barely breathe.
The stranger cracked a lazy smile. His voice held a raspy edge. “I’m looking for a
no-account robber, by the name of Everett. You haven’t seen him, have you?”
“He’s gone.” Christie attempted to swallow past the fear in her throat. “Out the
back door.”
His cool gaze slid to the wide-eyed, silent McDermotts, then back to her.
Her mouth went dry.
He didn’t believe her.
He knew.
Somehow he knew.
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