The Heiress’s Secret Romance by Martha Kennerson
Have you come across a book that makes you go, “What’s the point?”

Have you come across a book that makes you go, “What’s the point?”

How nice, a one-oogie review on the last day of 2018. Now I’ll never be thought of as sweet and nice so thanks so much indeed.

All these disingenuous erotic stories would be so much better if the author had just dropped the stupid plots.

God I hope the author has improved her writing. God, I hope so.

What’s worse than a bad shark movie? A boring one.

Well, it looks like I don’t have to get drunk this Christmas, as I’m already sloshed after reading this thing.

I can certainly ask for more, so much more, because I certainly deserve better than this brain injury of a read!

Horrid heroes, imbecile heroines, brats from hell… this one is the very embodiment of agony and despair.

Just how desperate or clueless does one have to be to need this thing in order to write a gay romance?

Little good seems to ever come out of Hollywood trying to pull off Chinese stories.
