The Best Man by Brenda Jackson, Cindi Louis, Felicia Mason, and Kayla Perrin
Wait, is that Cindi Louis’s name I see on the cover? Ooh…
Wait, is that Cindi Louis’s name I see on the cover? Ooh…
Everyone in this movie is so fired.
Ugh, this is such painful schmaltz.
The Jews are being gassed, but damn it, pay attention to the protagonist now!
The magic is gone, and things just feel stale and pretentious.
The whole book is a lie.
The brain can short-circuit while reading this hot mess.
Maybe introducing a bunch of losers to start a new career outside of Silhouette isn’t a good idea.
A fun action-packed trip down to Yukon, and the author can still screw that up.
So much talking. These people even talk about interesting things, when it would have been better to show me these things.