The Secret by Kat Martin
This book hates women. Having small breasts is a perfectly valid excuse for the “hero” to dump you for the woman he is cheating on you with.
This book hates women. Having small breasts is a perfectly valid excuse for the “hero” to dump you for the woman he is cheating on you with.
Yay, another author writing the same old ha-ha-ha romantic suspense comedy things!
This one comes alive only when the author is giving information dump on ruby craftsmanship. Everything else is just okay.
Despite a dunderhead hero and a very flawed suspense plot, the story ends up being an addictive read.
From that book to this thing? What happened?
This island must be in hell.
This is a case of the author trying too hard to be edgy and hip, only to end up pretentious as hell.
The romance is good, but the suspense is a flop.
Not sure what is going on here, and I can’t bring myself to care.
Yes, let’s make fools out of old people for everyone’s amusement! Laugh, people, laugh!