The Very Daring Duchess by Miranda Jarrett
What daring? Try dumb-dumb.
What daring? Try dumb-dumb.
I suppose the heroine’s drug habit could explain the lunacy that is this story?
The premise is over the top, but the romance is so much fun.
Reading this one is like spending Christmas in hell. No, don’t want!
I am convinced that the hero and the heroine are five years old.
Oh, this one is just a painful waste of time.
Oh, Egypt. Oh, Harry. Oh, wonderful.
The author really wants to be a queen of generic romances so badly, it seems.
This one is a decent read, but all that submissive “my husband is my boss” nonsense is really not my thing.
This one is going so good until it careens off course and straight down the pits by its last third. Yikes.