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This one is just too stupid for words.
This one is just too stupid for words.
Take lots of female stupidity, toss in a Native American in full battle regalia, and enjoy the migraine.
This is another demonstration of why romance heroines make lousy businesswomen.
The purple-tinged melodrama is amusing, but this one isn’t much of a romance.
All smiles? More like, forced smiles all around from all the cracked stuff happening here.
Barbarian slave and dumb-ass Barbie bimbo bodice ripper, boo!
The author writes like she’s a medieval lady paid by the word.
While not breaking new grounds, this is a good example of the author’s strengths as a storyteller.
Well, it can drift itself out the window and off a cliff for all I care.
The shrillness of the idiot heroine is hideously piercing.