Androletti’s Mistress by Melanie Milburne
Everything dumb about the Modern line, distilled into a single story! I’d be impressed if I weren’t too busy having dry heaves.
Everything dumb about the Modern line, distilled into a single story! I’d be impressed if I weren’t too busy having dry heaves.
For a book in this line, it’s alright. If you judge this story in any other way, though, I wish you luck in accepting the basic premise.
The title is accurate. Whiny sad blue boy alert,
The author is laughing at me. Right? Right?
This is quite the turd of a story, but it’s a hilarious kind of turd, so it’s alright, I suppose.
You know, I think the author is much better than this story.
Shocker… this one stinks like a putrid sewer, and most of the stench is from the hero.
Secret baby plots are almost always dumb, and this one is no different.