I read this as part of the Kindle Summer Challenge (Series Summer). It sounded quite promising - history, but with magic. Unfortunately, it was deeply disappointing.
Firstly, the synopsis was completely misleading. There was no heist (one of the promises that drew me in), the librarian’s mysterious past is almost completely ignored, and the war hero is a creeper who can’t respect boundaries.
Secondly, the historical element was more or less window dressing, and unevenly applied at that. The first part of the book felt very authentic, but then it seemed like the author got lazy and it all vanished. The dialog was much too modern, and the details became less frequent until they weren’t there. If I had been flipping through this book and read anything from the second half, I wouldn’t have believed it was supposed to be historical.
Thirdly, the story itself didn’t amount to much. There was some chasing clues about the stolen painting, but that was dumb and became the focus of the book, which felt inappropriate when considering the promises made from the synopsis. Sylvia became an airhead chasing Gabe and didn’t pursue her family history, so by the end you were left with all the questions that were brought up at the beginning. The romance was inappropriate and gross, and therefore completely unsatisfying.
Finally, and most infuriatingly, the characters were shallow caricatures that had absolutely no depth or nuance. Sylvia vacillated between being a strong, independent woman to a brainless bimbo whenever Gabe was around her. It was out of keeping with who she was supposed to be, and very irritating from a consistency standpoint (and as a woman reader - we aren’t defined by men and we don’t need them to be a whole person).
In sum, it promised vastly more than it could deliver and I was incredibly let down. If it hadn’t been such a quick and easy read, I would not have finished it. I have absolutely no interested in any sequels and I do not recommend them.