Devil in Spring by Lisa Kleypas
Ladies and gentlemen, despite my best efforts, I can find no reason to give any f… er, care about the people in this story.
Ladies and gentlemen, despite my best efforts, I can find no reason to give any f… er, care about the people in this story.
Here’s a shocker: the story becomes pretty good when the heroine doesn’t have to make big decisions anymore.
The best thing about this one is that the heroine never followed through in bringing on the catastrophic stupidity.
Like every romance author who wants to be seen as legit, here’s another one doing her compulsory take on the My Fair Lady thing.
This one leaves me with heavy, hooded eyes as I try to stay awake.
This is a story powered by the heroine’s impressive victim complex and her inability to stop bumbling and bungling things up.
This one is similar to the author’s previous book in that the relationship carries it to the finish line. Everything else is a bit of a muddle.
Tale as old as time, tune as old as song; too bad the treatment is on the uninspired side.
Trigger warning: big misunderstanding, secret brats, and how these things drive the hero and heroine into predictable, boring acts of joylessness.
This one is quite bland, especially when it comes to the romance. So here’s me giving the evil eye to whoever titled this book.