Title: A Veil of Vines
Author: Tillie Cole
Release Day: November 29th 2016
AMAZON US | AMAZON UK
ARC was kindly provided for a blog tour via ardentprose in exchange for an honest review.
A Veil of Vines is definitely something so different from what Tillie Cole has done before. She’s done a lot of dark romance – some darker than others – and a lot of college romance, AVOV was on the lighter side.
As you can judge from the cover, there’s a wedding theme with this book. Caresa Acardi, the Duchessa di Parma is a blue blood that has been dreaming of her wedding to her Prince since she was a child and when she gets betrothed to one, she moves to Italy to prepare her wedding to Prince Zeno Savona future King. When she gets there it becomes clear that her marriage to Zeno will not be for love, not now, not in the future, not ever.
And then she meets Achille. He is a winemaker and has a very unique characteristic which we discover later in the book.
Her romance with Achille is the epitome of insta-love. So insta I was shocked because usually there’s a slow burn in her romances, or at least there isn’t such a blunt insta-love. To be honest I never fell for their romance, I liked the meaning behind it and the spin of the story but I never rooted for them. Individually I liked all the characters but the story lacked a few scenes to create friction and interaction between them. I wanted more development, more time to connect with them.
A Veil of Vines is a book you will read on a quiet Sunday morning; there’s a lot of wine and I loved the details behind the making of it, there’s a lot of family drama and family secrets and a love that is described as epic but tried too hard to convince me of it and in the end I was just not interested in it at all. As far as the ending went, a little too convenient and too perfect just to get to that HEA Caresa wanted since she was a child; I would have loved it if the story went a different way.
about the author
Tillie Cole is a Northern girl through and through. She originates from a place called Teesside on that little but awesomely sunny (okay I exaggerate) Isle called Great Britain. She was brought up surrounded by her English rose mother — a farmer’s daughter, her crazy Scottish father, a savagely sarcastic sister and a multitude of rescue animals and horses.