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Book Review: The Rose of Shanhasson

Now that the term paper from hell is behind me, I can get back to things I enjoy, like reading! You may remember that during the time I was researching and writing on Polycystic Ovary Syndrome, I won a copy of The Rose of Shanhasson by Joely Sue Burkhart. I was very excited and honored to receive this e-book. I've been following Joely's blog for some time now and have been treated to various snippets of her past and current projects.

It took me two days to read all 319 pages of The Rose of Shanhasson. If I hadn't had several interuptions to contend with, I likely would have finished it even sooner. The story moved very quickly and drew me right in. Of course, I'm always a sucker for a romance. That being said, you should know this isn't your typical romance. Far from it.

Aside from the fantasy elements interwoven into the land and characters, there is a darkness and a desperation that can only be combatted by the power and light of love. But, wait! There's more! I've read other romances with love triangles, but none quite like Burkhart's. The connection between the three main characters is as unique as any I've ever seen. I don't want to give too much away here, so I'll just move on to my only complaint I had with the book.

It ended too soon!

I kept trying to scroll down, certain there had to be more. Of course, there is, but it's not in this story. Although I don't have it on the author's authority, I'm pretty sure the continuation is under construction in Gregar's book. If it's not, I may have to shake Joely up just a little, because this story is far from over...

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  1. Anonymous12:07 PM

    Squee, I'm so happy you enjoyed it! I'm definitely working on "Gregar's book" now, The Road to Shanhasson, which should tell you a lot about what happens in book 2....

    I'll also confirm that this isn't a "normal" romance, as a warning. Our Blessed Lady often washes our eyes with tears, and love is the greatest sacrifice of all. However, She promises in the end (of the trilogy) a huge happy ending.

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