
Between the Devil and the Duke by Kelly Bowen
Here’s a shocker: the story becomes pretty good when the heroine doesn’t have to make big decisions anymore.

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.
The first half is exquisitely beautiful. And then they kiss, and have sex, and there goes the magic.