The Legend of Lyon Redmond by Julie Anne Long
Who cares about the book? Let’s party, people, the series is finally over!
Who cares about the book? Let’s party, people, the series is finally over!
I am a fan of the author’s works under another pseudonym, but this one doesn’t resonate with me at all.
It’s the same old Western romance, but the hero’s dumber than usual.
The only joy I get is from imagining how I’d eviscerate the heroine. Start from the head? Go along the spinal axis? Or just use a wood chipper?
Death to the lady, more like. DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE.
This book is an enemy to people who like their heroines to be even a little intelligent.
Alright, who wants to read a story with an impotent hero? Admit it, you’re curious now.
I just cannot resist a book with such a title, and the story isn’t bad either.
I think this may be the most boring thing I’ve read this year.
All these years, it’s nice to see that the author partnership is still putting out sweet and emotional tales of blue boys in love.