To Love a Lord of London by Eleanor Meyers
The author has a decent flow going on… until her characters have to think and make decisions on their own.

The author has a decent flow going on… until her characters have to think and make decisions on their own.

Another favorite IP killed by present day creatively-bankrupt Hollywood. Jesus wept.

Hot gigolo messes with the wrong woman.

Poor C Thomas Howell. Isn’t there anything else that he could have inserted himself into?

What’s with all these women ruining their own lives over unworthy men?

This one is like reading only the last 3 pages of a much longer story.

Come for hot Rupert Everett showing a lot of skin, stay for the haunting whatever the rest of this movie is.

This one has nothing to do with the horror movie franchise. Sadly.

I’m now desperately seeking a cure for the pain.

Sex in a bar, coma, a surprise baby… oh my.
