Crush by Lacey Weatherford
This one is pure cringe, best read by people who intellectually remain a child of ten or so.
This one is pure cringe, best read by people who intellectually remain a child of ten or so.
Psst, I think the heroine is cray cray.
Reject class story.
Yawn, it’s just like any other rock star romance.
The whole thing can be a bit of a touch and go, but the payoff is good.
Holy cow, was anyone behind this book sober?
The hero… uh, I guess when he opens his mouth, he’s not for everyone?
Folks who read this are worse off for it.
This book reads and tastes like boredom.
When Grandma tries to write her own Harlequin Presents…