Katy and the Christmas Cupid by Amy Sparling
It’s the present day and the heroine still needs to flail around to get a hook-up. Fail.
It’s the present day and the heroine still needs to flail around to get a hook-up. Fail.
Oh god, those creepy adult children are back…
Oh look, a high school romance. How long before they break up for good?
Even billionaires need to have fake girlfriends for the silliest of reasons.
More stories of dumb city girls nearly dying in nature. Is this a new horror genre?
The reader who risks their sanity.
This one has too many “Aw shucks, don’t you wish you live in a small town like us?” scenes and not enough actual story.
Both the hero and the heroine are annoying gnats. Make them go away, please.
And the award for the biggest LIE of a title goes to…
By the gods, the hero is… likable! The heroine, therefore, hauls rear overtime to meet the insane POS quota.