Pleasure at Midnight by Pamela Yaye
I’m now done with all the author’s books in my book pile. Where’s my drink?
I’m now done with all the author’s books in my book pile. Where’s my drink?
Yawn. I’ve seen this movie a few times already.
This is like a G-rated acid trip that makes no sense whatsoever.
I like how this movie makes the best out of its low budget and… that’s about it, really.
Now here’s a story where the romance actually compromises the heroine’s character.
There is a mystery here alright. Where is the fun?
It’s the last book in the series! Three more books to go, and I’m free at last. Yaye… er, yay!
Watch this not.
I’m the hero here – I actually finished reading this thing with my mind intact.
A book by this author is always good for laughs. Mind you, the laughs are at the author’s expense, but still.