For Better or for Worse by Dee Gibbens
The only thing here that doesn’t scream amateur hour is the cover.
The only thing here that doesn’t scream amateur hour is the cover.
She’s going to heal him with her feisty sass and her even more feisty you-know-what.
No, not the doggies!
It’s quick to read, and easy to forget.
Behold, the creepiest kid to ever grace a romance story!
The author markets this one as some kind of fantasy romance with magic and what not, but it’s actually not.
Beauty is from within… as long as you’re hot. Actually ugly people can buzz off.
WTFen Dud, more like.
Worthless imbecile heroines and sullen mountain men, a tale as old as time.
The cover is so pretty, and the writing is too. The execution of the whole thing, sadly, is terribly botched.