Mysteriet Amy Snow

5. July 2020 Off By lana88






Title: Amy Snow

Author: Tracy Rees

Published in English: 2015

Dansk titel: Mysteriet Amy Snow

Dansk Udgivelsesår: 2020

Sideantal: 560

Forlag: Turbulenz

ISBN: 978-8771483956

Finished Reading: July 2020

Stars: 1

Genre: Historical & Fiction







This is my personal review without spoilers of the actual plot.


Left to perish on a bank of snow as a baby, Amy has never known love, never known family.
Reluctantly given shelter at nearby Hatville Court, she is despised by the masters and servants alike.
The beautiful Hatville heiress, Aurelia Vennaway, is Amy’s only advocate – she becomes the light of Amy’s life, and the centre of her existence.
So when Aurelia dies young, Amy’s world collapses. But Aurelia leaves Amy with one last gift.
A bundle of letters with a coded key. A treasure hunt that only Amy can unlock.
A life-changing secret awaits… if only she can reach it



Lately, the curse of non-compelling main characters has flourished. Amy Snow was whiny as hell, boring and a lackluster of feelings. She had no personality, and the choices she made were beyond understandable. A dead character was more alive than Amy could ever hope to be.

The author has clearly not read anything Lisa Kleypas has done since the attitudes displayed in the book regarding sexual relationships and liaisons outside of marriage seems too modern and nowhere near, what Victorian society would accept. Even if it were the case, it wouldn’t be spoken about or discussed this freely with such acceptance, as it was portrait in the book. It was disappointed that the author didn’t stay true to the timeline she’d picked. If you’re a true Kleypas fan, you should just pass on this work.

The relationships were unbelievable in the regard that it didn’t feel like honest love. The author typed a few words on her computer with no actual feeling behind and expected us readers to accept the fact that it was instant love, no getting to know each other first, no conversation back and forth to get to know them as individuals first, it was rushed and trite. Nothing could ever make me care about their relationship; actually, it was dreadful to read about them. Some authors tend to use a word or a phrase a lot, this time it’s “My Love” – seriously, complete waste of time.

Only a few things made this book tolerable like a certain Mrs. Riverthorpe – she was the only believable character, the rest was lackluster, one – dimensional and unconvincing. The book lacked in every department, silly and unsurprising plot, a mystery that clearly wasn’t a mystery at all, an ending that was more flat than a two-week-old coke.