Blurb: Dominated by her father’s rigid ways since a twist of fate stole her sight, Isabella uses the magic of Christmas to steal away for an adventure of her own when invited to join friends for the holidays. Oh, how she adores Christmastime!
How he abhors Christmastime! Lord Frostwood lives up to his name, freezing out everyone since a childhood tragedy hardened his heart. Everyone, that is, until a spirited wench falls at his feet and proceeds to warm his cold existence, thanks to some strategically placed mistletoe and their resulting Christmas kisses.
Once again Ms Lyons swept me away with her wonderful prose and unique way of creating loveable devils out of her characters that sink inside you and make you smile. The interaction between the leads is superb, a mix of minxy sauciness that made me want to punch the air at how talented Ms Lyons is. I am a fan, no doubt about it, and if you haven’t tried her historical work, I urge you to do so.
Tackling the subject of blindness is a big feat, but Ms Lyons pulls it off with aplomb, and although it would be very easy to feel sorry for Isabella, her strength and go-get-them attitude prevents it. She’s strong, she knows what she wants, and despite her father doing his best to bring her down and make her bend to his will by being a quiet female who should keep herself locked away, she’s not having any of it. While staying at a friend’s, Isabella blossoms into the woman she really is, the one she doesn’t have to hide when around her father, and I loved her spirit.
I also loved Lord Frostwood—his looks, his manner, every little bit about him—and the fact he falls for Isabella in a big way regardless of her being blind ensured he is now firmly in the Best Heroes category of my mind.
Verdict: A stunning read that I’ll never forget, Miss Isabella Thaws a Frosty Lord is well worth the asking price and then some. Lose yourself in times gone by and imagine yourself in a world of fancy dresses and impeccable manners. You won’t regret it.