by M. J. Rose
(3/14/2015)
I was looking forward to reading this book, billed as a Gothic, erotic tale, but it's neither deliciously creepy nor sexy. The protagonist, Sandrine, only becomes marginally adventurous due to ghostly influence and never displays traits to make the reader care about her. Unfortunately, there's no sense of thrill or peril with the story, and there's a great deal of telling instead of showing, e.g. he stand close to her, she feels excited - buy why? There's no wit or sparking dialogue between Sandrine and Julien, and the Gothic aspect of the plot never feels foreboding, so there was really no point of tension to keep me absorbed in the plot.