A competently written tale of played out drama. The author is far too good for this book, I’d like to think.
At last! Stephanie finally makes a decision and picks one guy while she accidentally roasts the other to death. Kidding!
So, what’s a Mills & Boon written in 1978 like? Do you really want to know?
Someone in England thought it’d be great to combine Saw with a bunch of teens in the woods. Horrible.
Come scream at people taking ten hours to cross the kitchen and other scary stuff.
Is an Antichrist killing all the bullies in town? If yes, shouldn’t he be… the good guy?
Threesomes, everybody-somes… wait a minute, monogamous happy endings? What kind of erotica is this?
It’s both a fun trashy read and a manual on how cheating married men behave and think.
I hope he falls flat on the heroine’s face and can’t get up until she’s dead. What, too mean?
The whole thing is like taking drugs while listening to hippie music. Quite… interesting.
Our hero offers to marry her to save her from evil uncles and awful pimps, so our heroine considers him an oppressor. Sigh.
It is sometimes a parody, sometimes a blast, sometimes adorable, but always fun, fun, fun.
Wow, this must be one of the most wrong romances I’ve read, and it’s still early in the year.
Gamer girl, talent show reject, and steampunk violin diva. What’s not to love?
It loses a lot of cool points for leaving out Go Down Singing, the Tumblr anthem of the 2010s.
This is a lovely reminder of every sweeping soundtrack music you’ve heard before.
After four years, Michael W Smith comes back to sound just like he’s always done before.
This is less of a self-fulfillment fantasy, more of a “read this many times before” small town yarn.
Finally Ryuu and Hiro have a chance at a happily ever after, but it’s kinda dull to follow them there.
This is as romantic as that song by John Legend… no, just kidding.