Shipwrecked by Ashley Ladd
Sink, shag, swim. The usual.
Sink, shag, swim. The usual.
Wait, does this author not sleep? She is churning out new throwaway fluff every other week.
This one has its moments, but it doesn’t have any relatable emotion whatsoever. Still, fun.
Go back in time and fall in lust with a man who has a two-hundred inch pee-pee!
What is a poor thing to do when the hubby is crap in bed?
The hero is an Elvis impersonator. Oh honey, indeed.
Who knows hot boy on boy can be this dull…
This one is trashy and boring, but there is some glimmers of camp. Have the author bounded back?
His name is Cupcake and he has BALLS. Awesome.
Went in expecting little, came away pleasantly surprised.