She’s having fun indulging in her own nonsense, but good for her for sharing that fun all around.
The hero can really bring on the noble fool for love act that has me thinking of lovely things.
Crazy violent people, limbs flying everywhere amidst the ha-ha’s… yes, it’s a book by Shelly Laurenston.
This story makes me feel so happy and silly. That’s good, of course.
Yeah, yeah, manipulative saccharine crap, bad for health, but I LOVE EVERYTHING SO SHUT UP.
He sound like the creepy bastard child of John Mayer and that Five for Fighting guy, Nice.
Oh, could it be? Could the author be getting back her mojo? This is one happy day!
It starts out solid, but then becomes somewhat a disappointment.
For better or worse, this author is finally on my radar.
It’s a great thing that the romance is exquisite, as the sugary sweetness of everything else eventually gets to me.
Sleeping with the ex-con next door is supposed to be simple and uncomplicated. Yeah, right.
Wait, this is actually pretty fun! Alright then, let’s get the party started.
Nothing really groundbreaking here, but it’s fun, and that counts for something.
I’m a bit lost especially during the first few chapters, but what the heck, PARTY CITY!
Yes, this is nowhere as good as the other book. But it can still cut my heart up into pieces.
There are times when these folks sound more like Sarah Brightman that Sarah Brightman does these days.
Who knew working in constructing the Empire State Building is this frightening?
And I’m the happiest of them all, because this story is so cute!
I may have to take back most of the things I’ve said about the author in the past.
Wait, didn’t Harlequin push Jeannie Lin out the door? Anyway, hello again, welcome back.