Once a Scoundrel by Mary Jo Putney
I… this one… you know what, I’m just going to sit back, don’t think, and LOL.
I… this one… you know what, I’m just going to sit back, don’t think, and LOL.
The greatest sin of all is the inability of the author to make me care for the hero’s billowing, great big angst of all angst.
This one is a four-oogie read for its first few chapters, and then things go downhill with rapid speed.
Curious how no social justice heifer has called for the author’s head yet, given that she is appropriating historical gay oppression for profit.
This one is a solid four- or maybe five-oogie read until it leaves me high and dry at the end.
Third time is the burn, then, eh?
Ah yes, the governess tames the kids and puts out to the boss. Will you be surprised to know that the hero is the biggest baby here?
I must be getting way too old, as I keep thinking that the issues in this story are too trivial to warrant this many pages.
Why be generic when you can be nondescript, right?
Oh, for the love of good romance novels everywhere.