The Highland Laird’s Bride by Nicole Locke
The bride may as well be from the IKEA bargain bin during Doormat Sale Day.

The bride may as well be from the IKEA bargain bin during Doormat Sale Day.

Why is boo so predictable?

The nicest thing I can say about this one is that the words are properly arranged to form readable sentences.

The author may not be able to write a truly bad book, but she can sure write a boring one.

The second half of this book is one of the worst things I’ve ever come across. What happened? No, really… what happened?

This story is like a badly done cyborg. It looks almost normal… until one looks a little harder and, eeuw, can we just quickly move on now.

This is a very readable, well-written book. But the cover is still the most memorable thing about it.

The heroine’s worth a strangle or two, but this story is sweet, pleasant… and bewilderingly ordinary.

Just like the hero with the heroine, this book may just rape you into a blissful stupor.

If you are hankering for a story where nobody talks and everyone thinks awful things of one another, this is your lucky day.
