Southern Comfort by Karen Kelley
This one really doesn’t know what it is supposed to be.
This one really doesn’t know what it is supposed to be.
This one starts out pretty good, but you know how it is. Good times never last.
Madcap lunacy but not much of an actual story can be found here.
The author’s idea of sexy is clearly very different from mine.
This is not exactly a glorious return to historical romance, sigh.
Ugh, sexy seems to have taken a wrong turn somewhere.
Once again, two rich white males want to demonstrate that they are the self-appointed best human beings on earth.
As it turns out, it’s easier that I thought, flunking what seems like a no-brainer fun crossover of two fun franchises.
The main ghost character is so annoying. Can we kill her a few times again, just for good measure?
The reality TV premise is fake, and the story feels awkward in some way.