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Title: Allura
Genre: Historical Author: Christine Young
Reviewer:
Chrissy Dionne Reviewer Email: RJChrissyDionne@yahoo.com
Christine
Young’s ALLURA is a delightful historical novel full of suspense, lovable
characters, humor and a budding romance between two characters determined not
to fall in love. Allura and Hunter’s stubborn, determined natures allowed for
some interesting scenes as they attempted to get one up on each other. As a
modern day woman I felt bad for Allura because technically her husband would
dictate every aspect of her life and the freedom she loves would be a thing of
the past. Hunter is unbending as far as to how he believes a wife should behave
but falling in love changes him and his perception of Allura. Hunter and Allura
are the main focus of this story but there are secondary characters whom I
absolutely adored and would love to revisit in future novels (hint, hint).
Especially the youngest sister Aiden and Hunter’s trusted friend Blade. He
doesn’t believe in love and she’s determined to do whatever’s necessary to get
him to notice her. SNIPPET— Allura has come to treasure her freedom and the
adventures she shares with her sisters and her cousins but her father’s
decision to find her a husband threatens that freedom. He’s placed an ad in the
times in search of a man strong and smart enough to discover where exactly it
is that the girls venture when they leave the safety of the castle.
REVIEW:
ALLURA
CHRISTINE YOUNG
ISBN # 978-1-58749-722-3
April 10, 2009
Rogue Phoenix Press
Ebook
$4.99 US
239 Pages
Historical Romance
Rating: 4 Cups
Allura McClellan’s father wants to see his daughters married
before he passes on and has decided to run a contest to see who can reveal
Allura’s secret and, if correct, the prize is her hand in marriage as well as
her land and titles. She fights her father every step of the way, clinging to
the reasoning that she does not want to submit to a man and give up who she is
because she takes pride in all she has learned and who she has become without a
husband.
All Hunter Gray's life, he has been treated horribly for being
an English earl’s bastard son and as an adult, fought for his country and
became a mighty warrior. Now, he sees a chance to get everything he feels he
deserves, money and land, and all he has to do is seduce Allura into marrying
him.
Even though a crackling fire rears itself every time Hunter and
Allura are together, they truly try to fight the attraction, but for different
reasons. As time goes by, feelings start to change and as they are in danger of
losing themselves and more, can Allura and Hunter both get what they want?
I really enjoyed this book by Christine Young. It has mystery,
humor and, whew, steamy love scenes! An awesome group of characters make this
read very entertaining, from the tough as nails Allura to her meddlesome
younger sister, Aiden. There is never a dull moment throughout this book and
you will surely not be disappointed. I can only hope that some of my favorites
get a story of their own. Well done Ms. Young.
Matilda
Reviewer for Coffee Time Romance & More
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BLURB:
Allura McClellan is horrified by her father’s decision to take out an
ad in the Times awarding her to the man strong enough and smart enough to win
her hand and uncover her secrets. She’s an intelligent young woman who takes
great delight in the freedom allotted to her by her father. She’s well aware
that marriage would effectively curtail the adventures she’s shared with her
sisters and cousins.
Hunter
Gray is nothing like the other men who’ve arrived to vie for Allura’s hand in
marriage and everything that goes along with it. However, he is the first to
refuse to concede defeat and pursue her despite her attempts to disguise her
true appearance. It’s her temperament that is of more concern to him than her
looks. Hunter has worked all his life with the hope of someday owning his own
land. Now that it looks like there’s a very real possibility that everything
he’s ever wanted is within reach nothing is going to deter him – including Miss
Allura’s disagreeable disposition.
Eddington, Scotland 1815
"You can’t plan to wed me to
that--that man down there!" Allura McClellan’s heart thundered and lodged
in her throat. Balled into fists her hands trembled. "You promised I could
marry for love. I thought when the last man failed to discover this imaginary
secret you think I have, you would stop this craziness. I thought you would
take the ad out of the Times and the other papers."
From the boxing ring below, fist met
flesh, the sound echoing throughout. Hunter Gray whirled and ducked. He guarded
his face to block the stinging blows his opponent rained down upon him. He spun
and ducked again. The man he fought countered the attack, but he did not move
fast enough. Hunter’s next jab was so fast and so hard the other man didn’t
block the punch. The man staggered backwards, blood running from his eye. Men
yelled and cheered for the two combatants. Hunter paused and spoke to the man
he practiced with before the match continued once more.
Allura saw her life as she had planned it
slip away as if it was grains of sand in an hour glass. She stopped pacing and
watched the men below. She turned on her father. "The ad in the
Times--giving me away to any man--you have gone too far. A marriage of
convenience is barbaric. You promised." For a moment, she closed her eyes.
She did not want to acknowledge anything that went on here. It was not her
fault she could not find a man she loved. What horrific bit of bad luck had
found her?
The laird cleared his throat.
"Perhaps I have not gone far enough or soon enough. And the ad did not
promise you to just any man. He must be strong enough and smart enough to win
your hand."
It was not Allura’s nature to allow
others to rule her fate. “These men,” she waved her hand in the air,
frustration sweeping recklessly within. "They don’t want me. They come for
one reason only. They are greedy and hungry for power. You have taught me
everything I need to know. I can run your estate and all of your holdings. I’ve
studied endless hours. I know the men who work for you. I swear I’ll defy your
wishes. At the altar I will say no."
The McClellan’s grin faded as quickly as
it had appeared and without further thought, he said, "Perhaps not, you
are beautiful lass--one with rare promise. And," he stroked his chin,
"no matter how much book learning a woman has she cannot dictate her own
life. It is up to the men in her life to make sure she is happy and provided
for."
A strained silence followed. She sagged
against the stone wall. As if sensing her vulnerable position, she stiffened.
Outraged and furious she looked upon her father. "They are money grubbers
and want your land--our land. They have no right to any of your estate."
The McClellan held back for a moment,
seemingly aware there was more than just a little truth in what Allura said.
"How indeed?" he questioned her. Yet his smile was tight, forced.
"I grow old. I only want this land secured and my daughters happy before I
die. You are twenty-two. I have given you ample opportunity to fall in love. I
thought it time to bring new blood to this land, a new man. I thought perhaps
one would take your fancy."
"That man," she began. Her hand
shook when she pointed at the man who danced and whirled avoiding each blow as
if he dallied in child's play. She trembled so violently she could not speak.
“Is an Englishman.”
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