Anne’s Perfect Husband by Gayle Wilson
The one-dimensional virtuous heroine ruins an otherwise solid story.
The one-dimensional virtuous heroine ruins an otherwise solid story.
Two authors, one pseudonym, no consistency.
The heroine’s innocence and purity is pretty off-putting.
Everything here feels so manufactured and tailored to the masses. I’m bored.
Oh god, just stop fighting and embrace the cheese…
Ah yes, that elusive something that will make a book go from okay to special. Well, that’s not here. Sorry!
Double standards galore in this one. Women having sex, bad, but men who do it are awesome.
It’s all fluff, but there is fun, cheesy adventures, and other rollicking nonsense to savor, so all is good.
Not much depth here, just playful banter wrapped up in a whole lot of insubstantiality.
The author’s stories are never well-plotted and her characters can be daft, but damn it, I can’t resist all that adorable charming sweetness she is spooning out!