The Midnight Hour by Brenda Jackson
Maybe the author doesn’t have an affinity to romantic suspense? Just a thought.
Maybe the author doesn’t have an affinity to romantic suspense? Just a thought.
This fatty-needs-love anthology is better than the one from last year, although it could be better.
Wait, is that Cindi Louis’s name I see on the cover? Ooh…
Now we know that fat women can be just as boring as skinny ones.
This one has a higher cover price than it has substance.
The too-polished, too-physically flawless characters and their insincere emotions make this one a hollow read.
This would have been a solid romance if the focus is only on the hero and the heroine, rather than them and their friends and families and more.
This is a fun romantic story with a crap premise. I’m rather conflicted by it.
There has to be a more happening place than Leo’s, surely.
This is an enjoyable romance, but mind the surfeit of secondary characters.