Ok, I have to be real for a second. Historical Romance is not really my thing. I mean, I LOVED Gone with the Wind and I like Outlander well enough, but I sometimes find the genre a bit trite and heavily formulaic. However, reading Monica Miller’s Threads of Betrayal has caused a semi-shift in my thinking towards the popular genre. Avoiding the jargon that comprises so much the Outlanders of the world, Miller presents a refreshing take on love, happenstance, and survival.
The novel finds Reagan Burnsfield, an independent thinker who does not necessarily subscribe to societal norms, finding himself having to compromise his intentions to save the family business. As such, his goal to marry the multi-faceted Amanda Bruester, seems to solve his problems. She’s pretty and rich. He can’t beat that.
But, because this is a historical romance, there are many, many hiccups along the way towards the attainment of happiness. Secondary characters are introduced who have some unsavoury motivations. Derrick Banning, a self-indulgent and rather egoistic sort, feels his marriage to Amanda is all but meant to happen, despite himself already being married. Throw in Amanda’s discovery via some conveniently found papers implying Regan’s initial intentions weren’t as pure as she thought, and you got a story composed of salacious motives, archaic societal expectations, and glimpses into another time in history where emotions were encouraged to stay within one’s mind.
Threads of Betrayal is like The Thornbirds plus The Other Boleyn Girl minus Roots, in other words, a perfect mash up of sorts of the myriad of human emotion and events that comprise this popular genre. I wouldn’t say that I’m going to start reviewing this genre more often, but I would say that Monica Miller’s authorship is a welcome take on a genre that relies heavily on chintz and not enough on depth.