The Gunslinger and the Heiress by Kathryn Albright
I don’t understand the heroine. I think I’d like her better if she’s dead. Not undead, because then she’d still make noise. Just dead.
I don’t understand the heroine. I think I’d like her better if she’s dead. Not undead, because then she’d still make noise. Just dead.
When the author has the hero proclaim that he’s a buffoon, she’s not kidding.
Alas, the weapon failed to take off…
Generic cover art, boring title, but oh my goodness, the story just pulverizes me all over and it feels glorious.
The title certainly is bombastic, but the fun this silly little romp offers is pretty hard to beat.
The heroine does her best to ensure that first impressions are as worst as can be, but the book gets better. Much better.
The title is accurate: the heroine is the seducer here. Too bad she makes such a vomit-inducing mess of things.
This is probably as close as it gets to old-fashioned good time Amanda Quick. The romance still lacks that special something, though.
The last book in the trilogy is also the best, but that’s not saying much as there are so many things off with this baby.
Starts out great, but then the fatigue sets in when these characters refuse to stop trying to be martyrs of the new year.