A Masquerade in the Moonlight by Kasey Michaels
Now this is an unusual case – I have no issues with the heroine; it is the hero that I absolutely cannot stand.
Now this is an unusual case – I have no issues with the heroine; it is the hero that I absolutely cannot stand.
The mystery ain’t bad, but the romance is dead on the water.
There are glimmers of the author’s talent here, but for the most part, too much of this one feels like clutter.
All gimmicks, no substance… this one is best read while one is sitting on the crapper.
So much rampant stupidity, so much oblivious hypocrisy on the characters’ part. I almost felt suicidal reading this thing.
Expect little, and do your best to hope that you will still not be disappointed. Or bewildered.
The author is always competent when it comes to emotional scenes, but yikes, the premise of this story.
Spring is here, and so are the ho-hum anthologies!
Oh. this is almost a five-oogie read. It’s so… I mean… it… I need to blow my nose, please don’t look.
The heroine is a bunny boiler, the hero is a judgmental hypocritical turd, and I’m the biggest loser for having bought and read this thing.