The Illegitimate Duke by Sophie Barnes
Well, it looks like I don’t have to get drunk this Christmas, as I’m already sloshed after reading this thing.
Well, it looks like I don’t have to get drunk this Christmas, as I’m already sloshed after reading this thing.
Girl gets everything falling perfectly onto her lap despite not really earning any of it, and spends ages whining about it all.
And this baby is boring.
Despite the ex-harem girl gimmick, this one turns out to be an ordinary romance complete with a creepy, sorry, brooding hero.
Horrid heroes, imbecile heroines, brats from hell… this one is the very embodiment of agony and despair.
Is this Julia Quinn’s not-so-subtle attempt to tell Disney that they too can turn her books into cartoons?
Well, it makes a little bit more sense than the author’s previous book, but no, she still doesn’t give me a reason to care about the story.
There’s a great heroine in the making here, but for some reason the author sticks her into a story that doesn’t capitalize on her uniqueness.
The hypocrisy of the romance genre never fails to both befuddle and exasperate me.
They spelled “Magnificent” wrong in that title, hmm.