Lizzie Jenks transports us back to the 1670s in Devil in Our Hearts, where Colonial America is more about pitchforks and paranoia than pumpkin spice and pilgrim hats. The heroine, Ruth, is a widowed healer whose knowledge of medicine earns her an accusation of witchcraft.
Honestly, I doubt I’d have lasted a week without getting myself burned at the stake. I’m no expert on the early days of the colonial period, so this book was enlightening. And a few pages in, I realized that “Goody" was not a character’s last name, but a form of address.
The sexy hero, Daniel, is tasked with proving Ruth’s alleged witchiness. Unlike the other men in town who treat due process like a joke, Daniel actually uses his brain. He’s thoughtful and—because this is a romance novel—he's kinda got the hots for Ruth. Naturally, this doesn’t sit well with his mission, but hey, hearts will do what they want.
Through scandal and drama, Ruth and Daniel are thrown into a marriage of convenience. One of my favorite romance tropes. Neither of them wants it, but you know how it goes—one minute, you’re arguing about witch trials, and the next, things are heating up in the cabin. And when I say “heating up,” I mean you might want to keep a fan handy. Did I mention this is a steamy romance?
Yet, trouble brews in the village, where villains and meddling family plot against Ruth and Daniel’s happily ever after. But fear not. The ending is perfect and it will leave you with a sigh of contentment.
Jenks has done her homework—this book brings the early days of Colonial America to life in the descriptions and dialogue. It is definitely a change of pace from the typical Regency romance. So, if you’re looking for something different when it comes to romance and history, read Devil in Our Hearts!