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Sealed With A Kiss - Rachael Lucas


Kate is dumped on her best friend’s wedding day by the world’s most boring boyfriend, Ian. She’s mostly cross because he got in first - until she remembers she’s now homeless as well as jobless. Rather than move back home to her ultra-bossy mother, Kate takes a job on the remote Scottish island of Auchenmor as an all-round Girl Friday. Her first day is pretty much a disaster: she falls over, smack bang at the feet of her grouchy new boss, Roddy, Laird of the Island. Unimpressed with her townie ways, he makes it clear she’s got a lot to prove.

Island life has no room for secrets, but prickly Roddy’s keeping something to himself. When his demanding ex-girlfriend appears back on the island, Kate’s budding friendship with her new boss comes to an abrupt end. What is Fiona planning - and can she be stopped before it’s too late?

My Review
Having  read the Christmas one before this one, I already knew what was going to happen, however this didn’t deter me from reading this one so I could get to know the characters more.
I love Rachael’s writing, she always grips me in and I want to keep reading. The characters are great in this book, it gives you a real sense of community on such a small island. Everyone plays their part and the gossip spreads like wild fire. It was nice to see Kate escape from a bad situation and  make it the best she possibly can. I don’t think Kate knew what was going to happen when she first moved to the island, but it was nice to see her develop and grown.
Roddy has his own struggles to over come and then a blast from the past hits him, it was good to see how he dealt with this. For Kate I couldn’t think of a worse situation than being told on your friends wedding day that your boyfriend does not want to marry you ever. 
The island imagery is great and the seal groups were very imaginable. It doesn’t seem to matter what Rachael write about her books are always great. She draws you  in and you want to invest a part of yourself in the story and the characters, finding yourself routing for them.
5 stars

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