The main conflict in this book was that the heroine was barely five feet tall and the hero was six feet-five inches tall. The hero is 'nobly' staying away from the heroine because he feels that his gargantuan body will crush her fragile and delicate beauty.
This ofcourse doesn't stop him from being a sadistic ( I refuse to accept that he's clueless) twerp who then proceeds to ask the heroine (who for the record, is wearing her heart on her sleeve like nobody's business) to find a six-feet tall prospective bride for him.
Oh, and he sneaks in a snog with his reluctant matchmaker while he's at it.
And then gives her a Dear John version of a shove-off.
Oh yes, he did.
And why, after all these mindless shenanigans, does the supposedly razor-sharp heroine proceed to peg him as a kind, loving and humourous man is COMPLETELY beyond me. What exactly did he do to deserve those attributes?
Dear *I-claim-to-be-non-mercernary-but-judge-the-hero-by-the-car-he-drives* Meena and *God-forgive-me-but-I-will-send-a-rogue-bludgeon-your-way* Prajay....you really want to know what a great love story between a midget and a giant should be like?
Please look up Drogo and Daenerys Targaryen.
Look at them:
And also:
AND the love-story of Daeneryes and Drogo was a rich, vibrant tapestry that weaved in fear, belligerence, sexual attraction, mutual respect, courage and the slaying of a particularly vile and creepy brother-in-law.
THAT's a love story of epic proportions.
Not this.
RATING: 2/5
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