The Last Boyfriend by Nora Roberts
Do we have to talk about this? Can I sigh over Chris Pratt instead? Now that’s a far more interesting subject.
Do we have to talk about this? Can I sigh over Chris Pratt instead? Now that’s a far more interesting subject.
Spend $7.99 to let Nora Roberts convince you to visit her inn and buy stuff from her bookstore.
Ho hum. Moving on now.
The trilogy has ended. Let’s now pretend that it never existed.
This poor thing can’t recover from its DOA premise.
Is this a joke? I have a sneaky suspicion that it isn’t…
Part bad Disney fanfiction, all horrible.
Apparently sex can bring on world peace. Who knew?
The trilogy ends, the conclusion making as little impact as its beginning.
It’s the same old stuff, really, but the scenery is exquisite.