Home for the Holidays by Johanna Lindsey
Does the #1 Bestselling Author need money really that badly?

Does the #1 Bestselling Author need money really that badly?

She may be psychic, but the heroine’s gift can’t stop her from being useless.

Snore survivors, more like.

Too much CGI, not enough of everything else. This one is a puke bucket.

What is with all these idiot women with victim complex getting “sexy” love stories?

Let an imbecile tell you how she got laid. Probably by accident.

An open letter to a fan of this author.

It’s like the result of Janet Evanovich writing while having an epileptic seizure.

This one is just full of dumb from the heroine and assholery from the hero. Everyone having fun tonight?

Oh good, a plot full of dumb misunderstanding drama and refusal to communicate.
