A lifetime of polite indifference is all Julianne Spencer sees when she envisions a future with her current suitor, Mr. Terrel Lee Parker. She is looking for someone more passionate, more heroic, who can love her for who she really is, and not the proper young lady she pretends to be. Her future seems hopeless until Christmas Eve, when fate drops a wounded outlaw at her door and she comes to realize true heroes can be found inside even ordinary men.
Long and Short Reviews
Reviewer: Orange Blossom
Great story,characters and writing. The author's natural flow of words makes...the writing...effortless. The historical details were excellently delivered. The excitement of the plot kept me reading, but the characters made me feel.
A captivating sensual read... a good story where the couple starts off thinking it will never work only to... knock the other one on their duff. I will... be looking fro more from this author... She really has a knack for historical western stories.
Two Lips Reviews
Once again Ms. Otten has written a riveting tale of love and disaster that sweeps the reader away. ...Terrel Lee Parker...will tear at your heart...I don't believe I have eve felt such compassion for a character... An Ordinary Angel is a wonderful story... I...recommend An Ordinary Angel to anyone who loves a heartwarming story.
Reviewer: BD Whitney
Although short, An Ordinary Angel contains enough action and emotion to make it a satisfying read. The villians are evil...the element of danger feels real...the hero and heroine suit each other... I love stories where a character who is believed to be ordinary ends up being so much more... and this is exactly what An Ordinary Angel gives us.
Fallen Angel Reviews
Reviewer: Stephanie B
This is a sweet romance about people who are not always what they seem. If you want a sweet romance with a good life lesson about not judging a book by its cover, you will like this story.
"I-I don't hate you, Mr. Parker." In all her nineteen years, Julianne Spencer had never been so ashamed of her actions. She shifted uncomfortably, suddenly feeling as shy and awkward as Mr. Parker usually appeared.
His dark gaze searched her face for just a moment, as though judging her sincerity, then acknowledged her statement with a slight nod.
"I-I am so sorry for my part in that conversation you overheard. Those comments--what Maggie repeated--what I said--I didn't really mean it. I was just..."
He nodded again.
"I accept your apology, Miss Julianne. And you needn't worry. I'll not impose myself on you again. Merry Christmas." Ever the southern gentleman, he politely touched his finger to his hat brim and stepped into the street.
"Mr. Parker, wait!" Anxiety gave her voice an edge rarely heard in her usual dulcet tones. He swung to face her, his brow arched in surprise.
"I wanted to say--that is-- You're a nice man. You have excellent manners. You never swear, or smoke, or drink. You dress well. You are polite and articulate. But after all these months of church socials, dances, and Sunday dinners, I-I've never seen you dirty."
"I beg your pardon?"
"I've never seen you dirty." Her shoulders rose and fell as she heaved a frustrated sigh. "I mean, I still don't know your favorite food. I don't know what makes you angry or how to make you laugh. And I don't believe you know me any better.
"I can almost see the two of us, ten years down the road, still caught up in this cold relationship of polite indifference. I am sorry, Mr. Parker, but you deserve more than that, and so do I."