Summer Breeze by Catherine Anderson
It’s a historical romance. Don’t worry, still the same trauma-as-plot protocol.
It’s a historical romance. Don’t worry, still the same trauma-as-plot protocol.
This one is so ugh that it should be something borrowed, not bought.
Brain-damaged heroines are so sexy, especially when their handicap doesn’t deflate their bra size.
Evil ex-husband psycho is back… wait, didn’t the author write this story already?
This is a textbook example of why surprise baby books can be so, so dumb.
The author goes from manipulative to self parody. It’s quite funny.
Miscarriages, divorces, creepy matchmaking kids… yes, it’s Catherine Anderson!
No trauma porn at all… kidding.
Wheelchair babe rescued by millionaire! Same old story.
It’s no coincidence that this book shares a title with a preachy crappy TV show.