An Unmistakable Rogue by Annette Blair
The childishness is unmistakable too, and annoying.

The childishness is unmistakable too, and annoying.

This book is a menace – it kills brains.

Wretched whiners and martyrs are everywhere here. Be careful.

This one is going great, until the heroine turns into a twit.

Should we all commit mass suicide because we can never be as awesome as these Akorans?

Well, the author has found her stride in this one. Finally!

No clue, and don’t care.

Cynster, Bastion Club, whatever – the song and dance remain the same.

Well, I say no. Heh, the author makes it so easy to do that.

What is with all these brown cow heroines who can’t cobble two thoughts together?
