After the Parade by Dorothy Garlock
World War 2 is over, but dang, those killers don’t waste time getting back to business.
World War 2 is over, but dang, those killers don’t waste time getting back to business.
Maybe some actual hot chocolate can make this better.
Maybe the novelty is gone, but I find this one too corny for my tastes.
It’s unnerving just how much the author enjoys humiliating her heroine.
A compilation of Whitney Houston’s best hits? Great idea. And then someone decides to “remix” these songs to hell…
Rothgar finally gets his book! Millions of women immediately lose their underwear in their excitement!
All the drama, romance, and tragedies to make the last few decades look like a crazy movie.
Can this Western romance be any more dire?
No chance.
I’m not that big a fan of the author, but this one is just exquisite.