The Importance of Being Wicked by Victoria Alexander
Talk about a totally adorable romance. Like Rebecca Black would say: fun, fun, fun, fun!
Talk about a totally adorable romance. Like Rebecca Black would say: fun, fun, fun, fun!
This is one of the sweetest darlings of a three-oogie read I’ve come across.
I rolled up my eyes a lot. I also make “Pffft!” sounds a lot.
A competently written tale of played out drama. The author is far too good for this book, I’d like to think.
I hope he falls flat on the heroine’s face and can’t get up until she’s dead. What, too mean?
Our hero offers to marry her to save her from evil uncles and awful pimps, so our heroine considers him an oppressor. Sigh.
It is sometimes a parody, sometimes a blast, sometimes adorable, but always fun, fun, fun.
Wow, this must be one of the most wrong romances I’ve read, and it’s still early in the year.
Pigs must be flying, because there is a grade A asshole hero sighted in a Julia Quinn book.
Oh look, the hero is terrified of the visions of lesbian porn orgies in his head. How sweet.