Whispers in the Dark by LeTeisha Newton
By the standards of the genre, this one isn’t dark, more like “sick fuck”. I… just wish it works better on me.
By the standards of the genre, this one isn’t dark, more like “sick fuck”. I… just wish it works better on me.
Amanda Quick does 1930s Hollywood mystery now, but nothing much has changed aside from the backdrop.
Well, I’d be gone too, as there is not much fun to be had from this one.
The Motorcycle Club, no, wait, Boxing Federation… okay, it’s Mafia dudes time and they are going to show you what toothlessness is.
It’s a Mafia romance! Except… it’s the same old “alpha male” story. Just paint over “MC” with “Mafia” and voila.
Such a good cast, such a terrible suspense plot.
This is the author’s better book in a long time, and it is also most lacking in romance. Coincidence? Hmm.
The creepy tension and atmosphere are all fantastic. The romance gets in the way, though.
It looks like Brenda Jackson wants to show the world that awful writing can rake in the big bucks too.
Oh no, the heroine is in danger but heaven forbids that she lets the hero make sure she is safe!