Despite being afflicted with a historical romance novel addiction, my reading never veered into the m/m romance category. Yes, I read and loved the Lord John Grey series by Diana Gabaldon, but despite Overdrive’s categorization to the contrary, they aren’t really romance novels. I was completely unaware that I could find the same tension, angst, and romance in existing historicals with a gay twist. This was mostly due to reader-blinders, or specifically, publisher-blinders. Most of the historical romance novels available at my public library (my entree into the world of romance) are from major publishers like Avon, St. Martin’s Press and Berkley, which are decidedly heterosexual/normative romance publishers. Had it not been for Jay’s infectiously enthusiastic love of m/m romance (and stellar recommendations), I would not have recently read two excellent historicals.
I used to have two very silly, spoiled, and yes, adorable Pomeranian pups that enjoyed the occasional romp in our local dog park. One strange day we set them loose at the grounds only to discover that there were 5 other Pomeranians at the park at that moment (with one very sad Chihuahua in the mix). Another dog owner (ok, me) exclaimed with the crazy-eyed joy of a ridiculous-pet-parent, “Oh my god, it’s like Pomerania! Pomeranians in the wild! Pomeranians everywhere!”
So apparently there is this magical place in 19th century England that is the equivalent of that moment, only with DUKES. That place is The Dukeries, a concentration of ducal estates in one area of Nottinghamshire. It’s the setting for Dancing in the Duke’s Arms, the latest novella compilation by romance lovelies Grace Burrowes, Carolyn Jewel, Miranda Neville and Shana Galen. Dancing is basically the matrimonial equivalent of Oprah’s Favorite Things. YOU GET A DUKE! AND YOU GET A DUKE! EVERYBODY GET’S A DUKE! So yeah, I would have purchased this collection immediately had I not been given a free copy in exchange for an honest review. Who doesn’t love a good duke story (or four)?