They paid Dolph Lundgren and Scott Adkins to be in this one, but don’t put in any martial arts scene? Dumbasses.
Come gaze at the imprint of the artist’s navel on every song. She’s losing the plot…
This is not a thrilling spy romance. It’s just one guy constantly whining and wringing his hands all the time.
Hero and heroine must pretend to be married and I nearly slip into a coma.
The heroine insists on thinking and doing things, when she isn’t cut out for any of that.
Beauty fades, dumb is forever, and books like this are a waste of time and money.
A TBR Challenge 2015 review. She survived the Titanic, and gave me a headache.
No, not marry. Try instead “ram my fist down his throat because SHUT UP ALREADY, YOU TIRED-ASS DRAMA QUEEN!”
Oh, look, someone spelled “rambler” wrong in the title.
The heroine’s name is Moira Elenor D’Arcangelis. Yes, it’s that kind of story.
This is what you’d get when someone mates a Carebear episode with a Looney Tunes one.
There is something not right about the way the characters think in this story.
Hmm, I’m not even a little bit tempted. Try again?
An idiot plot could sink even the best romance, and this story isn’t even halfway close to best.
It’s like, Buffy’s English great-greatmother is an airhead and Spike’s great-grandfather is a big fan of Christopher Lee’s Dracula characters.
Is “guys treating women like they are too useless for anything” the new trend in demonstrations of affection?
It gets really personal when the heroine decides to run off straight into drugs-and-pimps hell.
A TBR Challenge 2015 review. I love men in uniform, but maybe not men in this particular uniform…
Or, dangerously misleading pretty rhetoric that attempts to pass romance off as something it isn’t, for the sake of a progressive narrative.
Oh, I love those horny centaurs… except this one, who really should just do me a favor and die.