We Were Lovers Once by Madelynne Ellis
Our heroine moves from her dead lover to her dead lover’s son. How wholesome.

Our heroine moves from her dead lover to her dead lover’s son. How wholesome.

A guy is going to get it on with his sculpture, and sadly, that’s nowhere as fun as it could have been.

Yay, people get killed by monsters and I have so much fun!

Ah yes, having a hot billionaire sniffing on one’s rear end. Is there any worse fate that can befall a woman?

It’s okay as long as no one is expecting a bodyguard story.

If you want a wholesome time of oohs and aahs, come on in. If you want compelling drama, well, keep going.

Ooh, behold: a beautifully written kind of what-the-blah story.

Lightweight.

Get drunk and you’ll wake up the next morning next to your true love. It’s true!

Sometimes, Canadians can be so bizarre.
