Dark Soul Vol. 1 by Aleksandr Voinov
Gangsters, gay guys, and everything nice.
Gangsters, gay guys, and everything nice.
Ooh, hot guy on guy suspense from this author…
Everyone’s an utter twit here, from the main characters to the villain. Humanity is doomed!
Oh, local noir! Why do most of the stories seem heavily borrowed from Western counterparts?
The romance isn’t much, but the rest is big and dumb enough to be entertaining.
This is what happens when the heroine is brain damaged but the author passes her off as a victim.
I really want to love this more than the score would suggest. Maybe I do.
The bizarre cover of a guy taking a shower at a crime scene is the most memorable thing about this one.
This one may not be dead on water, but it has a stench of fast food romantic suspense to it.
Another author wants to snatch the crown from Suzanne Brockmann. Watch that wig, dear…