Secrets of a Summer Night by Lisa Kleypas
Ugh, martyr heroines.
Ugh, martyr heroines.
Is “sin” short for “schizophrenia” here?
I find a story with intelligent, likable characters, only to realize that the plot is so dreary and dull. Why is this happening to me?
What, you expecting something different? Oh, you special, summer child.
What could have been a good story lost its direction halfway through.
This one is so tedious and familiar that one may as well not bother.
Worst author ever? Could be.
By the last page, I still have no idea whom this charmer is.
I… I… what happened? I don’t know what to say.
Take it or leave it, it’s not memorable enough to matter either way.