Apr 09, Sharon rated it liked it Shelves: adult-fiction , i-cried , angsts-and-angsts , character-developments , historical-fiction , likable-heroines , romance , eyeroll-moments , 2-and-a-half-stars , returning-characters. I'm a suckerrrr for regency romance books. It's always just the right amount of cheesy. This book is not one of my favorites out of all of her books, but there is definitely something charming and intriguing about Derek Craven and his world of gambling, drinking, and other vices.
He is an interesting figure for sure. I also love I'm a suckerrrr for regency romance books. She, Sara, writes fiction about serious issues, hoping for social reforms and public empathy. I think that is pretty damn awesome. My complaint is that it can be slow. Kleypas is great at slow, meaningful buildup, but in this case, I got frustrated and annoyed. It was such a relief when things finally started moving forward.
When it does, they're insanely cute. They all seem to respect and love him and Sara. We also get to see the couple from the previous book who are adorable and content and meddlesome mainly Lily is the one meddling. Then, we have Ivo Jenner, who is the father of Evie from Devil in Winter Wallflowers 3 , and he has flaws, but he is pretty cool and entertaining too. It is also nice to see that Sara has such great family support.
Her parents are supportive and funny - I like them. Another con would be that I hate the villain. I mean, obviously, but I hate that she is the type of villain that she is. I just hate petty, man-obsessed female villains like this in books.
Overall, I am giving Dreaming of You 2. I like it. The slowness and petty villain and if you go to my spoilers section at the bottom of the review at "Love triangle?
Angst level? I think if these same things could bother you, a better book by the same author and is one of my favs that has similar relationship dynamics, but is faster without the additional drama would be: Worth Any Price Bow Street Runners 3 However, don't be afraid to try out this book despite the cons that I have listed.
It's still a good book within an intriguing setting. With cute epilogue. And then she meets Derek and things change… However, there is a portion of the book where she genuinely entertains the idea that she loves and wants to marry Perry.
Because she is promised to another at the beginning of the book, but kisses, gropes, and almost has sex with another guy during that time, there is cheating.
When Sara goes back to the countryside after meeting and spending time with Derek, and was presumed to be getting married to Percy, Derek goes crazy missing her. He gets all cranky and is always drinking. But weird and also kinda pisses me off. Even though Sara is technically thought to be getting married to another, it still feels like a betrayal of sorts.
And she is the one who told Sara upfront, so Sara would go to Derek. Otherwise, he is truly in love with her and faithful to her only. High angst. There are explicit details on sex, mentions of prostitution, almost-rape scenes, etc. Shelves: romance-historical , hr-regency , snarky-troll-lives-here , july.
This is going to be another review where I apologize to every GR friend who loves this book. I'm sorry guys, I just didn't. I tried - I really did! I didn't connect with either Derek or Sara, I didn't care for the story, and found myself skipping the love scenes. That doesn't happen very often, I'm a bit of a dirty girl. The whole book was meh for me, and frankly some parts made me uncomfortable.
I dunno what it was, but it was like my brain shied away as soon as This is going to be another review where I apologize to every GR friend who loves this book.
I dunno what it was, but it was like my brain shied away as soon as the mushy-gushy stuff started happening. This has been the third Lisa Kleypas I've read in the past month. The more I read especially this one the more she reminds me of Judith McNaught.
The caveat is: McNaught's writing is lusher, with more historical detail, with more angst in her stories and emotional depth in her characters. Of course, I say angst, someone else says overwrought and OTT; tomato, tomahto, lol. This story felt forced to me, shallow and contrived at times. I didn't feel like Derek Craven could carry a book on his own, and Sara - well, she bored the shit out of me.
I found it to be soooooooo romantic and sweet that it was cloying and almost OTT. It reminded me of when I was little and used to make up love stories for my Barbie and Ken dolls.
Just so you know, I haven't forgotten my comparison to McNaught. She, too, could be accused of being OTT romantic, especially with her Heroes and the impassioned declarations of love they make in her books, but for some reason she works for me, where Kleypas just didn't with this one.
The Craven we meet in that book was interesting, if very rough around the edges. The Derek Craven we meet in his own book, although it starts out well enough right down to his cut-with-a-knife Cockney accent it all went downhill for me after the first couple of chapters.
And through the whole book, I continually asked myself this question: What the hell happened to his accent? View all 33 comments. Sep 17, Linda rated it liked it Shelves: anti-hero , fated-to-be-mated , hero-is-jealous , suspension-of-disbelief , villain-ess-to-loathe , hero-troubled-childhood , heroine-or-hero-wore-glasses , scarred-or-disfigured , naive-heroine , historical-romance.
Just about everyone rated it, though the number of stars are across the board. If I tackled this historical romance when it was first published in , I would have given it five stars. But now? From the first chapter of Dreaming of You , it was necessary to sacrifice realism and logic for the sake of enjoyment. Chapter One : Miss Sara Fielding was a writer gathering research for her third book. He continued to walk before two hired thugs maimed him. Sara heard a noise, witnessed the attack, made a threat, pulled a pistol, then shot and killed one of the ruffians.
She assisted the wounded stranger back to the place he called home. This was after they were unofficially engaged for 4 years. I even enjoy an anti-hero aka moral misfit. Unfortunately the plot had one too many snags to rate it higher than three stars.
But, hey, the last chapter and the epilogue were good. View all 19 comments. I have reread this book many times since my youth but the most recent reread made me take this book down a peg. I had loved Derek Craven as a character and he alone made the book great for me. I have always thought that his fascination for Sara Fielding came out of nowhere. But Derek was such a compelling character. And what girl doesn't like the idea of a bad boy changing for love?
The story itself is the typical bad boy gets redemption through his relationship with the good girl. I reread this I have reread this book many times since my youth but the most recent reread made me take this book down a peg. I reread this book this week for maybe the th time. I don't know what happened. I developed a severe disliking for Sara Fielding. Being the person that I am today, Sara Fielding seemed compulsive and immature.
I don't know why Derek fell in love with her. What was it about her that was so special? I don't understand. I sure as hell don't like her. And that made it difficult for me to imagine that a man like Derek would be head over heels for her.
This is one of those sad moments when you realize that as a reader you have grown out of one of your old favorites. As a young girl, or even young woman, I had only eyes for Derek. But now the woman matters to me, if not more than the male lead. I need to like the female character to love a book. And I didn't like Sara Fielding. Coming to the doorway, she saw Worthy and Dr. Hindley leaning over Mr. His lower body, covered with a white sheet, was still. But his hands were twitching at his sides, as if he longed to shove the doctor away from him.
Craven, Dr. Hindley remarked, drawing another stitch through the cut. Another pained groan erupted. Damn you and everyone else in your stinking, bloodletting, bone-sawing, corpse-humping business—. Craven, Worthy interrupted hastily. Hindley is doing his best to repair the damage done to your face.
He is trying to help you. By now I know what to expect from him. He continued to join the edges of skin with small, careful stitches. All was quiet for a moment, and then Derek gave a muffled gasp. Leave me alone— He made a move to get up from the bed. Sara entered the room immediately. It was clear that Craven had a quick temper, but he must be coaxed into staying.
It would be a shame not to let the doctor salvage what he could of his face. Sir, she said briskly, I know it is uncomfortable, but you must let the doctor finish. You may not care about your appearance now, but you might later. Besides… She paused and added pointedly, a large, strong man such as yourself should be able to bear a little pain. I was present at a childbirth once in Greenwood Corners. It lasted for hours, and my friend bore the agony with hardly a sound. Worthy looked at her pleadingly.
Miss Fielding, you would be more comfortable in the next room—. Craven with some conversation. It might take his mind off the pain. Or should I leave? Very well. Sara approached the bed, taking care to preserve a discreet distance. I am twenty-five years old. I live in the country with my parents— She paused as she heard Mr.
The stitch-taking was hurting him. Sara searched frantically for more to tell him. We share the same fondness for books, although his tastes are more refined than mine. She crept closer and stared at Craven curiously. Although she was unable to see his face, she had a good view of his chest, which was covered with a great amount of dark hair. The sight was startling. The only male chests she had been privileged to view before now were those of hairless Greek statues.
Above his lean waist and midriff, his chest and shoulders were powerfully muscled, and splotched with bruises. I believe that his proposal will come soon. Sara felt mildly defensive at his jeering tone. There have been a few difficulties.
His mother is a widow, and she relies on him a great deal. They live together, you see. And she dislikes the subject matter I have chosen for my novels. Prostitution, poverty… Sara shrugged. But they are issues that need to be addressed. Enough to keep my parents and myself in a comfortable style, she admitted with a smile. His breath hissed through his teeth as the needle pierced his skin.
You would be too, if you knowed anyfing about the world outside your stinking village. The ordeal was making his accent slip again. Upload Sign In Join. Home Books Romance. Create a List. Download to App. Length: pages 6 hours. Description When shy and secluded author Sara Fielding ventures from her country cottage to research a novel, she inadvertently witnesses a crime in progress—and manages to save the life of the most dangerous man in London.
Together they will discover if love is enough to make dreams come true. Related Authors. Publisher Chapter 1 The lone figure of a woman stood in the shadows. They were going to murder him. Unhand me…please… He took a long time to reply. Sir, she said tentatively, your face…if you will allow me to get the handkerchief from my reticule— "You fired the pistol shot? Wh-what about the man I shot? He gave a sardonic snort. Get me to St. Are you all right, sir? That is, are you able to walk?
That produced a choking laugh. He coughed and spat a mouthful of blood-tinged saliva. Why did you help me? When I saw what those men were doing— You had a choice, he said harshly. Turn my back on someone in trouble? The idea is unthinkable. Are you by any chance acquainted with Mr. Is it true that you—" Lower your voice, damn you. My book will be a fictional work which will include many descriptions of people and places significant to the gaming culture— Jaysus, he growled.
Ower there. Good Lord— Get Worthy, Derek muttered. He began the next flight, his arm gripped around her shoulders. Sara, she whispered. Whiskey, Derek croaked. Sara Fielding.
The name seemed to awaken his interest. Any relation to S. Fielding, the novelist? Sara Rose, she said. I use my initials for the sake of anonymity. Did Mathilda cast herself from the bridge to end her misery, or did she choose to seek atonement for her sins— Excuse me, said an icy voice from the bed.
In the next room, if you please. Damn stuff…never works on me. More whiskey. Craven, it will be done in a few minutes. Damn you and everyone else in your stinking, bloodletting, bone-sawing, corpse-humping business— Mr.
Slowly Derek eased back to the mattress. How do you know? Do I have a choice? Flap your gums. Shall I tell you about Greenwood Corners?
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It would be noticed by the guests, and it would lead to improper speculation. Actually, it was true. Several waltzes and vigorous quadrilles had made the soles of her feet sore. Clearly there was no way to avoid him. Sighing inwardly, Sara accompanied him to the long gallery with its multitude of French doors, and sat on a polished wooden bench with an ornately carved back.
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