The Nightingale’s Song by Kathleen Eschenburg
It’s The Sound of Music given the flattening treatment!
It’s The Sound of Music given the flattening treatment!
Pair a cruel hero with a clueless reckless heroine and what do you get? Trouble.
The author’s “Sex with a Troglodyte” party continues.
This one is just full of dumb from the heroine and assholery from the hero. Everyone having fun tonight?
Oh good, a plot full of dumb misunderstanding drama and refusal to communicate.
The hero is a boor and the heroine is a fake feminist. Ugh, off the cliff it should go.
That’s a colorful cover for a sleeping pill.
Oh god, are there any intelligent heroines in the author’s books anymore?
Ugh, my poor head. What is this thing, anyway?
Here’s the enemy of people who want interesting stories.