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When I first heard about One Lucky Night, it was billed as magical realism and I was so damn excited to read it. Romance and magic, that’s what I live for. But the small thread of magic—by way of a mysterious old Irish gent—while a cool way to tie the stories together, is really just enough to say the novellas have magic in them and didn’t feel like magical realism. Not that that’s a bad thing, just not what I was expecting.

Having read novellas by a few of these ladies before (in Love and Other Games), I knew the romance would burn hot and fast. And these did not disappoint. I loved that each of the stories revolved around couples who already knew each other, making the romance that much more believable. I instantly rooted for them because they had history that supported being madly in love (or in lust) within such a short page count. And seeing the same events—just a passing thing in one story but the focal point of another—happen from multiple viewpoints was a lot of fun.

While the sex in some of the stories felt like the right path for the characters, in a few of them, it almost felt like sex for hot steamy sex’s sake. I don’t usually read erotica, it’s just not my thing, but I think if the story is going to have intense, graphic sex scenes, it needs to feel organic to the plot and be the natural progression for the characters/plot. But that’s just me. I’m sure other readers will love the hell out of every scintillating second of it.

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