For someone who grew up with fairytale-esque expectations, it came as a surprise that I wasn’t keen on the Mills & Boon series. I can count how many I read in one hand while friends and classmates were devouring them by their numbers, giggling over them, and comparing notes with one another. Other books fed my teenage-girl romantic notions. Harlequin. Silhouette. Candlelight.
The Ivory Cane was one of the few Mills and Boon novels I read and not as a Harlequin as the picture shows. You’d think it’d drive me to read others in the series because it made such an impression. But naaaa, instead, I searched only for those written by Janet Dailey and stumbled upon her Calder series, a plot about a Montana ranching family spanning generations of its menfolk.
This Calder Sky
This Calder Range
Calder Born, Calder Bred
Stands a Calder Man
They were more than I bargained for. Bliss in books.