Actress Caidence Harris is living her dreams after landing a leading role among the star-studded, veteran cast of 9th Precinct, a hot new police drama shot on location in glitzy LA. Her sometimes-costar Robyn Ward is magnetic, glamorous, and devastatingly beautiful, the quintessential A-List celebrity on the fast-track to super-stardom. When the two meet on the set of 9th Precinct, Caid is instantly infatuated but settles for friendship, positive that Robyn is both unavailable and uninterested. Soon Caid sees that all is not as it appears, but can she take a chance and risk her heart when the outcome is so uncertain?
The leading ladies and the supporting cast of this debut novel by newcomer K.E Lane will charm you, entertain you, and leave you with a smile on your face, eager for Ms. Lane’s next offering.
Per essere il mio primo f/f romance, l’ho trovato ricco di cliché (se non altro, a dimostrazione le storie d’amore sono tutte uguali), ma comunque godibile grazie a dei buoni personaggi.
Impossibile non amare Caid – la protagonista – Liz (mitica!), Josh, Sophie… un po’ meno Robyn, la coprotagonista, che nonostante tutto non è mai riuscita ad entrare nelle mie grazie.
Il mio personaggio preferito resta Liz, l’amica di Caid. Quasi, quasi mi dispiace che sia etero e che la coppia protagonista sia Caid-Robyn. E’ talmente divertente che il romanzo avrebbe davvero perso tanto se non ci fosse stata. Eccovene un assaggio:
“Woody? Of course it’s Liz. I’m having a crappy day, thank you very much. Did you know about these internet people who think I’m a lesbian?”
I rolled my eyes. “Liz…”
“Here, Woody, let me give you to Caid. She knows all about it.”
The phone was thrust into my hand, and I resignedly put it to my ear.
“Woody? It’s Caid.”
“Caid, what the hell is she talking about?” Woody Stein’s harried, nasal voice came over the line.
I put my fingers to the bridge of my nose and closed my eyes. “Listen, let me call you back, okay?”
“I’ll call you back.” I snapped the phone shut, knowing that would piss Woody off, but also knowing that Liz would smooth it over for me.
“What are you doing?” Liz asked angrily, “You need to…”
“…tell Woody about this…”
“I’ll sue them…”
“Liz, shut up!”
Liz blinked, and Paula looked at me in shock, but the car was finally quiet.
“Thank you. Now just listen to me for a second, okay? These stories – they’re called Fan Fiction. People write stories about the characters on TV shows, and then put them out on these internet sites for other people to read. They aren’t about you. You can’t sue anyone, because they aren’t about you. They’re about the characters in the show.”
“No, you can’t.”
Per il resto la trama è davvero simile a molti romance: lei, lei, l’altro (e scatta la gelosia mal riposta), un tipo affetto da Erotomaniac Delusional Disorder (che non è così tipico, ma un pazzo quasi assassino che minaccia la donna amata, sì), e così via…