Taming Her Tycoon by Yahrah St John
Oh look, another boring, wooden oh-so-typical Kimani romance to bring on the buyer’s remorse.
Oh look, another boring, wooden oh-so-typical Kimani romance to bring on the buyer’s remorse.
The awkward-looking Asa Butterfield is the only thing that saves it from the one-oogie mire.
It’s almost impressive how easily the author makes her characters come off as smarmy and dim-witted.
I actually watched this one back in 2005, but promptly forgot to post a review. Rewatching it again, I can see why.
The Viscount can go hang himself for all I care.
Watch how Hollywood hams and cheeses up an actual bombing event into some lighter-waving feel-good shlock.
Bye forever, Alice! I was so ready to say goodbye for a while now, anyway.
There is only enough material here to keep me interested for, oh, 30 minutes. Everything after is just boredom in action.
Warning: this story has one of the most moronic heroines I’ve ever come across. Avoid if you can’t stand such wretches.
Julia Quinn comes to the rescue, but alas, she is only one woman.