Luck Be a Lady by Meredith Duran
Death to the lady, more like. DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE.
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.
Deep issues, shallow puddles. I’m left craving for something more substantial.
I don’t mind reading this book. I just wish I hadn’t paid full price for it.
This is ultimately a tale of martyrdom. It’s okay, but I’ll save my adoration for something else.
This is not a thrilling spy romance. It’s just one guy constantly whining and wringing his hands all the time.