This is the weirdest harlequin I ever read.

If you're looking for romance, as in violins and moonlight and true love and hearts and doves and such, don't read this. You'll be disgusted by this text.

This is one of those harlequins that has a 'hero' who is all force and determination displaying both a sadistic, cruel, insane, obsessive, over the top personality and the methods to match to make sure the heroine is utterly degraded and abused into convincing herself that she 'loves' him and he 'loves' her.

Do not be surprised to find:

police interrogation methods including putting the girl in the glare of a bright light, twisting arms, locking and bolting doors and windows, nearly drowning her in the pool to make a point, and the list goes on.

No - I'm not kidding. This is actually in this romance novel. I would not have been surprised if the "coachload of campanologists" referred to in chapter three, had played a bigger role than they did.

As I said, this is the weirdest one I've read to date.

If you want to read this, it's probably best if you found yourself a second-hand paperback copy, as I'm hoping there would have been a lot less spelling, editing and missing parts of sentences problems in the original paperback version. ( )