Secret Fire by Morticia Knight
I can’t feel the burn. Where’s the heat?
I can’t feel the burn. Where’s the heat?
This story warms my cold, wicked heart and I guess compliments are in order for the author.
A hot guy is gonna make a big delivery in the heroine’s life this Valentine’s Day!
This is simply the worst in the best way possible.
Gotta love a town with kids that make sure that no single person is left un-laid for Christmas.
We need to guillotine all these wealthy, pampered kids acting like assholes while claiming to be “tortured” and “vulnerable”.
Amnesia, secret baby, evil hos, accusations of harlotry… this one has it all and still manages to be un-fun.
I’m surprised this review is as long as it is, as the story is that short.
It’s love at first wet dream.
Yikes, romance really is dead, isn’t it?