Midnight Fantasies by Kimberly Raye
Nope. Nope, nope, nope.

Nope. Nope, nope, nope.

New publisher… and new leaf? Whatever the reason, this one is a pleasant breath of fresh air.

It’s all good fun until the hero’s self-pity party goes too far and makes him show his arse.

Behold, one of the best romance novels ever.

Irish snooze, more like.

Someone please kill the hero slowly and painfully, thanks.

It may be a thing, but it’s not beautiful.

The devil tries to lead a moron woman astray. Idiot.

The hero is such an asshole, his breakdown is almost worth all the nonsense he puts everyone through.

If there is only one comedy on office politics that you will read in a lifetime, make it this one.
