It’s set in show business, and like 90% of other romances set in show business, it’s just dumb.
Candace Shaw’s Kimani debut is as lively as the newest arrival in the neighborhood morgue. Zzzzzz…
It’s a sexy romantic anthology that isn’t sexy or romantic. Let’s Dim the Lights out of shame, then?
Debut efforts tend to flounder as often as they fly, but Sheryl Lister’s irrational heroine in Just to Be With You sinks this one.
There are two interesting characters here that don’t play exactly by the rules, but One of a Kind is set back by some tepid and bland narrative.
Deborah Smith can always be counted on to write whimsical and sometimes, literally, magical love stories, but there’s something missing in The Pickle Queen.
Do you want to be a princess? Do you want to read a princess fantasy story so badly that any story of this kind will do? Well, this is your lucky day.
Lady in Black by Christina Dodd feels like it was written after a binge on books by Sidney Sheldon, Harold Robbins, and Danielle Steel.
Janice Sims is back with another story with sane likable people who fall in love like it’s the most natural thing ever. Even when there are drugs and dead people involved, imagine that. The plot doesn’t compare to the romance, though, which is a bit of a shame.
I have my reservations about the plot (it’s a workplace romance revolving around deception), but the romance is so fun and the love scenes are hot, hot, hot. Let’s put it this way, I don’t know why this book isn’t called When Autumn Comes.
Three sets of annoying teens are looking for romance during a big snowstorm. Why can’t they go watch movies or play video games like normal people? And no, nobody dies, what a shame.
Hot guy flees one psycho stalking ex-girlfriend into the clutches of a wildly insecure, violently emotional mess who is convinced that he’s cheating on her the moment he’s out of her sight. This will end well, oh yes.
The final entry in the Fifth Avenue trilogy finally sees justice for the pavement pancake Sarah and all the women the villain has abused and wronged. Yet, the loser in all of this seems to be me.
This revisit to Gauthier, Louisiana for another emotional and angst-ridden small town romance is a better trip than the previous one. Many things turn out pretty well here, and the chemistry is good. That love scene though, oh dear.
Heroine goes to small town, and makes whoopee with local hero as the natives cheer and high-five one another. What’s with all these overly sweet small town romances? I’m really starting to worry about my pancreas.
Ooh, a medical romance with disease of the week, ethical drama, and workplace triangles! Instead of Grey’s Anatomy, however, this one ends up being more like Cray Cray Vasectomy.
Traumatized girl who refuses to speak decides that she wants a family for Christmas, and her guardian falls for the local kindly and saintly cute owner of a little shop in town. Hands up if you have read this story before.
A neurotic chick who can’t get her act in order… being the happily married wife of a country rock star? The author wants to convince me that this is a tale of true love, but I’m having a hard time buying it.
So, do you like a story where the heroine spends all the time enjoying the guy’s sexual attention while whining that she’s no good for him?
To fully appreciate this Poor Princess Me story, you need to be completely oblivious to every pop culture element that involves young people in the last 20 years.