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.