Causing Havoc by Lori Foster
Havoc is what it does to my brain.
Havoc is what it does to my brain.
It’s two out of three here, but only one story is actually new.
Mr Noble Psychic finally gets his own story.
No, no need to wear blinders – the star here ain’t that bright.
This one needs to be campy, but it isn’t, so it’s just awkward at places.
She was a prostitute, he is a minister… but they behave like any random couple. How disappointing.
If you take this to the beach, you may forget to bring it back with you.
Boring. Absolutely boring.
This one doesn’t make much sense outside the bedroom.
Could it be? At long last, a Bad Boy anthology that doesn’t completely suck?