Book Review: One in a Million by Beverley Kendall
🎬 Accidental Motherhood, Hollywood Glamour, and a Side of Fertility Clinic Chaos
What do you get when you cross a fertility mix-up, a diva with a billion-dollar brand, and a brooding lawyer with a control problem? A gloriously chaotic, Jane the Virgin-adjacent rom-com that gives “reverse love story” a whole new meaning. The drama is juicy, the chemistry is simmering, and the parenting vibes are actually kind of swoony.
Read If You Like:
👶 Surprise Baby (with a twist)
🌪️ Enemies-to-Lovers (but make it civil)
🏠 Forced Proximity via Parenthood
🎤 Celeb x Civilian
💼 Power Couple Energy
🎬 Would 1000% watch the movie
Blush Meter: 🔥🔥🔥.5 / 5
Kisses that smolder, tension that crackles, and enough steam to fog up a courtroom window—but it’s all tastefully done and very grown-up.
Overall Rating: ⭐⭐⭐⭐ / 5
Fast-paced, high-glam, and full of heart. For fans of slightly messy, slightly magical love stories with main characters who (mostly) use their words like functional adults.
Have you ever started a book and felt like you’d stumbled onto the pilot episode of your next comfort TV show? That’s One in a Million. It opens with a fertility clinic mistake so outrageous it sounds like it was cooked up in a writer’s room—and I loved every second of it.
Whitney Richardson—aka Sahara to the fans—is the kind of heroine you want to add to your brunch group chat immediately. She’s a triple threat: Grammy-winning singer, breakout movie star, and CEO of a fashion brand that probably has a waitlist longer than the new Taylor Swift vinyl drop. She’s fierce, fab, and fiercely independent… until she gets a little call from a fertility clinic that turns her whole world upside down.
Myles Redmond Jr., Esq.—is a California lawyer royalty, president of the Bar Association, and a man whose entire vibe screams “I wear suits even on Sundays.” When his already-doomed marriage ends in a blaze of apathy and abandonment, he’s left raising baby Haylee on his own… or so he thinks. Turns out, Haylee’s egg didn’t come from his ex—it came from Whitney. Surprise, you’re co-parents now!
Cue the scandal. Cue the side-eyes. Cue the reluctant co-parenting with a side of slow-burn tension.
What follows is a high-stakes, surprisingly grounded story of two people from radically different worlds thrown into the most unexpected kind of intimacy—parenthood. Whitney never planned to be a mother like this, and Myles definitely didn’t think the mother of his child would be an international superstar with a skincare line and a killer walk-in closet.
But life is weird like that.
Their journey is less about sudden fireworks and more about the slow, satisfying sizzle of two people learning how to trust, support, and eventually fall for one another—not despite their baggage, but because of the way they carry it. There’s drama (oh hi, awful ex-wife), moments of pettiness (necessary!), and the occasional clash of egos. But there’s also an unexpected softness in how they show up for each other. And when the chemistry finally bubbles over? Let’s just say... I needed a fan and a slice of humble pie.
Now let’s talk pacing—because if I have one critique, it’s this: One in a Million sometimes moves like it’s afraid you’ll get bored and leave. There are a lot of character names flying around (some of whom I suspect are cameos from Beverley Kendall’s other books), and at times the exposition gets a little heavy-handed. If this were a film, I’d say the editor needs to trim a few monologues and cut away sooner. But as a reader? I still devoured it in an afternoon. It’s dopamine lit, and the pages practically turn themselves.
And the dialogue? Sharp. Sassy. Real. Whitney doesn’t suffer fools, and Myles—once he pulls the stick out of his briefcase—is actually quite endearing. He messes up (sometimes spectacularly), but he owns it. And I respect a man who can issue a full apology without needing a therapist to draw him a map.
Bonus points: No endless miscommunication trope. No dragging the drama just to hit a word count. These two act like adults, and for that, I salute Beverley Kendall.
Final Thoughts:
One in a Million is the kind of book that belongs on your “read when I need to feel something without crying into a pillow” shelf. It’s breezy, heartwarming, and glammed up just enough to feel like a rom-com fantasy, without sacrificing emotional resonance. If you liked Jane the Virgin or The Perfect Find, this is 100% in your lane.
It’s not perfect—but neither is parenthood, fame, or love. And maybe that’s the point.
Would I watch if this were a movie? Absolutely.
Would I recommend this to every friend who likes a little chaos with their cinnamon roll hero? Already have.
Did I swoon a little when Myles got it together and made his feelings crystal clear? Like a full-body swoon.
Beverley Kendall gave us a grown-up fairy tale with footnotes in reality—and I am so here for it. 💕
Until the next swoon-worthy story… happy reading and happy romancing! 💕
