The Wilde Side by Janelle Denison
It’s just a jumbo-sized replay of the author’s same old “hot guy, neurotic dumb chick” repertoire.

It’s just a jumbo-sized replay of the author’s same old “hot guy, neurotic dumb chick” repertoire.

Talk about a heartbreaking sophomore slump.

The heroine is a haughty, snobby, selfish opportunist… and she’s the sane one in her family!

Wait, these stories were supposed to be the best out of a bunch?

The whole Secrets thing is starting to become stale.

This one is like a hooker, You pay it for the pumpies, and nothing else.

Only the newbie’s story is worth reading, and you must read that story.

No, I don’t love love them. Not the ones here, at least.

After a number of books, the author is still stumbling to find her own narrative identity.

Why is this marketed an erotica again? This one isn’t as steamy as it is snoozy.
