Author: Eric Arvin
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Cover Artist: Justin James
Rating: 5 of 5 Stars
Can the idyllic simplicity of a garden change a life forever? It’s a question three men on a vacation to the small seaside town of Beechwood will find the answer to when they stay at a B&B with an expansive and breathtakingly beautiful garden. A garden with an air of the supernatural. Jerry’s there for love, Doug’s there for sex, and Tony? Well, Tony is practically dragged along against his will. A comedy of errors ensues as the three men cling stubbornly to their self-destructive ways; can a cook named Anna Magnani, a roller-skating drag queen, and the magic of the garden tame the tempest and prevent love’s labors from being lost?
I was recently in a reading rut. You can read all about it here. On that post, I received tons of suggestions for books to break my reading rut. I will be reading many of those in the days to come. However, if I had just waited a week, I would have found a great rut breaking book all on my own (thanks to a challenge over on Goodreads).
Don’t read Another Enchanted April by Eric Arvin if you are looking for a formula romance. Don’t read it if you want your heroes to ride off into the sunset. Read Another Enchanted April for the journey.
There isn’t a clear-cut hero couple in April. There are three very different friends off on what is supposed to be a simple vacation. I can see some parallels between Tony and Arvin, but that isn’t the point of the story… well not the only point. Each of the three men have a journey they need to take. Tony needs to find his way back into the world. Jerry needs to find himself. Doug needs to find what is right in front of him.
Through the magic and serenity offered by the manor house, the gardens, and the surrounding town, the men find everything for which they didn’t know they were looking. Arvin proves that a romance doesn’t have to have an HEA to be beautiful and perfect.
He was vanished by it all. Quite invisible. He had not gone five feet from the steps, yet he was lost. Lost in the thriving, wild, still-wet beauty of the gardens around him. The green was the greenest he had ever seen, and the trees reached for the sky as proud and significant as if they were soon to take to marching. They were not threatening; quite the opposite. The trees hardly noticed Jerry at all. He was insignificant to them. His awe of them was not important.
Arvin’s ability to turn a phrase and his creative, enlightened mind make the reader believe in magic, at least for a little while.
This review is based on a copy purchased by the reviewer independent of any review copies offered.
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