Two years ago, Violet Leigh turned down a marriage proposal from Travis Halliday because of a lack of sincerity she felt on his part. When a holiday house party brings the two together again, old feelings are unearthed, and a long smothering spark is ignited. Before whatís wrong can be put right, Violet must contend with a contentious rival, unwanted affections from the vile Lord Crawton, and highly excited, eye-glass toting monkey, Jocko. Perhaps, everything will fall into place On the Twelfth Day of Christmas.
Holiday magic can change a great many things, but unfortunately it wasnít capable of livening up this regency romance novel. Despite a nice dosage of humor (provided surprisingly by a rambunctious monkey), the plot of On the Twelfth Day of Christmas was not enthralling.
The majority of the characters came across as immobile and stirred little interest from this reviewer. The exceptions were Violetís brother, Adrian, who was quite an appealing young man with a penchant for devilment and Fitzroy, a pleasant gentleman who was a perfect complement to Jocko.
There was a build-up in the story as to how the lovers should finally connect, but when the ending came, it came in with a whimper, so soft and silent that it left no explanations only unanswered questions which left this reviewer wanting. At least there's hope for new and better tales with Adrian and Fitzroy.