The eldest Concannon sister, Maggie, is a reclusive, stubborn and free-spirited glassmaker—with a heart worth winning.
Margaret Mary is a glass artist with an independent streak as fierce as her volatile temper. Hand-blowing glass is a difficult and exacting art, and while she may produce the delicate and the fragile, Maggie is a strong and opinionated woman, a Clare woman, with all the turbulence of that fascinating west country.
One man, Dublin gallery owner Rogan Sweeney, has seen the soul in Maggie’s art, and vows to help her build a career. When he comes to Maggie’s studio, her heart is inflamed by their fierce attraction—and her scarred past is slowly healed by love…
I haven’t read a Nora Roberts book before. Since the cover says she has written over 190 books, how have I managed that? More importantly, how does she manage to sleep? Does she get a ghostwriter like some other authors I could mention?
Born in Fire is the first in a trilogy to follow the Concannon sisters of County Clare in Ireland. Ah, this was fun. Really good fun. There was giggling, there was crying and there was lots of me shouting at the book in frustration. I got really emotionally involved in this! The writing wasn’t great but I didn’t care- it was still fun.
Finally, when an author says a character is stubborn and independent, they actually mean it. Maggie was both of those and bordered on rudeness at many points, but she was still likeable. Rogan was haughty and pushy but likeable as well. He sort of reminded me of Christian Grey, without being a total jerk and the kinky fuckery. By that I mean rich, controlling and pretty good looking, but he was nice.
This book also examined family relationships and the way love can destroy a person. I did cry a couple of times for Maggie, as she had a horrible childhood. Her mother, Maeve, was one of the least likeable secondary characters I’ve ever come across. It was tough but enjoyable to watch some of the family interactions.
I really don’t have much to complain about for this book- it is what is is. Fun and romantic.
There were a few errors in the dialogue, with Americanisms being thrown in which were a bit on the obvious side. Understandable considering the author’s background but when she got the rest of it quite alright, the Americanisms were a bit odd. Plus, AGAIN, the blurb was wrong- it states Rogan was an American, when he’s actually a Dubliner. That was a bit confusing until I worked out the mistake, but how on earth did that get missed?
Overall, I really enjoyed this! I was going to jump onto reading the next in the series but I don’t feel like it right at this moment. It will happen… and at least I can tell my family (who gave them as gifts ages ago) that I’ve read one now!