Island Love Songs by Kayla Perrin, Carmen Green, and Felicia Mason
If I get a dollar for every meh anthology, I can afford my own vacation.

If I get a dollar for every meh anthology, I can afford my own vacation.

Sigh, another bodyguard-loves-me story fuelled by the heroine’s determination to remain stupid.

Where’s the bliss? When is it coming?

I wish I have a doormat sister to cater to my whims too.

Not so aaaaaah about Kwanzaa here.

This ghostly anthology is definitely clear to go.
