In Bed with the Viking Warrior by Harper St George
This is a story powered by the heroine’s impressive victim complex and her inability to stop bumbling and bungling things up.

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.

A hot, fun guy. A boring, bewildered gulping goldfish of a dunce. Put them together and way too much fun gets canceled out by the dunce.

Once again, we’re back in the Highlands. This new series opener can pack quite the emotional punch, and the heroine is awesome.

Swordfights, maidenly blushes, political intrigue, and all in one vastly entertaining collection of shorter stories.

The author does many things right here, but ultimately, this one is so predictable and familiar that it ends up just average.
