Every single character acted like an idiot...If you don't want people to suspect, don't act like you have something to hide. Simple. If you wantBlah.
Every single character acted like an idiot...If you don't want people to suspect, don't act like you have something to hide. Simple. If you want to know who of your friends (BTW, with such friends, who needs enemies?) killed the guy, ask, don't just assume, and do find out who did it, before you go stupid and dispose of the body. And if a sexy cop, who you know has been crushing on you since high-school, offers his help, take it. But no, let's all act like idiots, let's suspect each other, which will only get us killed one by one.
I have no idea how I made it through this mess of a story. The only redeeming quality was the suspense, and even that one was ruined by the end of it with the killer not actually being the killer, and the real killer not actually meaning to kill.
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For five years they've been in a passionate marriage of convenience sharing only a bed and a name***story available as a free Harlequin online read***
For five years they've been in a passionate marriage of convenience sharing only a bed and a name, now, having fallen in love with her husband, but knowing he didn't return her feelings, Lucy wants out. Their divorce will be final the day after Chrismas, but her husband wants one last present...
A pretty redundant story, since the big misunderstanding would've been easily resolved with a simple conversation.
The heroine was an idiot for being angry with the hero for giving her what she wanted in their marriage—her space and her own bed. She resented him and wanted a divorce because he obliged her. Go figure. The hero was one-dimensional and bland, seemingly only wanting the heroine because he was attracted to her, she was good in bed, and because she was getting away. And that last, overdue discussion, didn't convince me they had anything remotely similar to genuine feelings for one another.
Four months ago, Anna Harris fled her previous life after finding her employer murdered and herself suddenly in possession of a dead scientist's notebFour months ago, Anna Harris fled her previous life after finding her employer murdered and herself suddenly in possession of a dead scientist's notebook. Now, she's once more looking at a dead woman's body, drowned in the spa pool of an exclusive, elite California hotel.
The dead woman had a connection to a rising star in Hollywood, the same actor who's also a guest at the hotel...And this is the third dead woman connected to the same actor; all of them died the same "accidental" death. The woman who now calls herself Irene Glasson knows the connection is there, even though no one else wants to acknowledge it, and she's willing to risk everything to prove it.
There was a good story in there, pity it got bogged down by all the "sideplots", red-herrings, misdirections, a secondary suspense plot (that was resolved too easily), a mediocre heroine more or less skirting the TSTL territory, and a lukewarm-at-best romance that felt both rushed and forced. Also, the period didn't work for me, too close to "contemporary" to actually sound overly "historical", while sounding weirdly outdated.
A rather large disappointment from one of my favorite authors whose "voice" I barely recognize....more
Six chapters in and nothing happened. Nothing. They found the headless corpse at the beginning of chapter one and then spent the next six trudging thrSix chapters in and nothing happened. Nothing. They found the headless corpse at the beginning of chapter one and then spent the next six trudging through the jungle...Where nothing happened.
Anthony Dempsey is a man at the end of his rope. Trying to keep a secret from his brother, trying to prevent the Harwood name from being associated wiAnthony Dempsey is a man at the end of his rope. Trying to keep a secret from his brother, trying to prevent the Harwood name from being associated with another scandal, and dealing with a blackmailer, all the while keeping Sarah Roxbury, the woman who makes his heart sing, at arm's length in order to protect her, is taxing.
But his brother is stubborn, his sister in law is determined and filled with pregnancy hormones, and Sarah Roxbury is too beautiful, too tempting, and too damn irresistible to keep away. Is it any wonder Anthony cannot keep his secret any longer?
Well, I jinxed it. If this were the first book in the series, I wouldn't read any further. Disappointing, to say the least.
With an insipid hero (I never would've thought he could be even remotely related to Lucas Dempsey) and his idiotic reasoning for not revealing the "secret" at least to his brother sooner, a vapid heroine (so far away from her sister's lively character), who kept spouting headache-inducing flowery prose whenever they were in close proximity to each other, a suspense (if one could call it that) plot as weak as a newborn, and a resolution to the "suspense" plot even weaker, I must say Ms Clee dropped the ball with his one.
If it wasn't for Mr Thorpe and Mrs Chambers, who even in their first brief interaction on the page had more chemistry and more spark than the two leads (I can't wait to read their story, A Simple Case of Seduction), this story would've been a disaster. Granted, I never really took to liking Anthony Dempsey very much (even in his brother's book I found him bland, ordinary, and unexciting), but I never would've imagined his story would be so utterly boring and dull....more
One of Sara’s students is acting a little weird, so Sara uses the opportunity of a parent-teacher conference to info***copy provided by the author***
One of Sara’s students is acting a little weird, so Sara uses the opportunity of a parent-teacher conference to inform the boy’s father of the fact. But Garrison Taggart doesn’t take her offer of maybe providing the child with professional help easily and Sara, despite her misgivings about the child’s wellbeing, thinks this is the end of it.
Little does she know she’ll soon be embroiled in a feud between two families. A feud that might prove deadly...
I don’t know what to think about this one. And I have no idea how to classify it.
It wasn’t a suspense, since the villain is out in the open, only his motive (beside being crazy) remains a mystery. It wasn’t truly a paranormal, since the hero had a completely useless ability that came conveniently handy only toward the end in a very deus ex machina move. There was a paranormal element with the villain (the babbling could be discounted, because he was a psycho), but I couldn’t help shake the feeling of having read a similar scene in one of Christine Feehan’s many novels. And it wasn’t a romance because there wasn’t a romance to be found. Or at least, I couldn’t find it. I felt no vibe between the characters beside attraction (and even that, squint and you miss it). I didn’t know what drew the two of them together but lust—he probably hadn’t gotten laid since the wife left him, and she thought he was hot. There appeared to be no emotion behind it.
The guy was an asshole. After the first scene, I thought he was only having a bad day. Turns out, he had a bad life, because he was a constant asshole. Trust issues or not. As hot as he might be, in a few years that hotness will cool, but he’ll still be an asshole. Yes, he loved his son, but that was pretty much the only redeeming quality he had. The heroine was an idiot. There’s no other was to say it. Selfish, spineless, insecure with issues disproportionate to what her life story is supposed to be. She had no idea what she wanted, she was inconsistent in her actions, behavior, and thought, and she had no agency. She was in the story in addition to not because of. Take her out of the equation, and everything still happens. Maybe not the same, but it still happens. The feud was there before she appeared, the plot involving the child was in place if she was there or not...She seemed to be an addition to the plot to create more conflict, to provide “relaxation” for the hero and another focal point for the villain. The villain who, instead of creepy, intense and ominous came across as merely crazy. A template for an abusive ex who can’t accept the new guy in the woman’s life. The added paranormal twist to the guy somehow didn’t work for me, gave me a feeling of déjà vu, appeared heaped on top of everything else, and made the story even more overblown that it already was. The rest of the characters were simply there, once again with no agency, just extras on set.
Combine all of the above, add to it the stop-and-start pacing, and I couldn’t wait for the story to end. It’s not good when reading becomes a chore....more
Because it's the same as the previous book in this series...Boy is screwed up because of his unusual ability, boy finds girl who makes the unDNF @ 11%
Because it's the same as the previous book in this series...Boy is screwed up because of his unusual ability, boy finds girl who makes the unusual ability bearable, boy saves girl from abuse/torture/take-your-pick, insta-attraction blooms, girl dreams of murder...
The only difference is the obvious "tactile" proof resulting from Evanee's dreams, Lathan's ability being different from Xander's, and Lathan lacking Xander's snarkiness.
Otherwise, this one was following the template set by the first one. Didn't grab my attention, didn't keep my attention, so I moved on....more
Ever since he's been struck by lightning ten years ago, Xander Stone hears better. So much better in fact, he can hear other people's thoughts. And foEver since he's been struck by lightning ten years ago, Xander Stone hears better. So much better in fact, he can hear other people's thoughts. And for the past couple of years, he's been hearing a woman's voice in his head, but, since he doesn't know her and she's nowhere near him, she must be a hallucination...Until he goes for a drive one night, and finds her at Death's door, tortured, starved, and beaten.
Isleen has been dreaming about Xander since she can remember. Those dreams were the only thing keeping her sane, and alive in the midst of torture and pain she's been enduring for what seems forever. But if she thinks that now that her knight in shining armor has saved her, she's truly free, truly safe, and truly secure, she needs to think twice, because evil has the knack of sticking around...
This book started off great. The premise, with the hero having acute hearing and being also able to read thoughts, and the tortured heroine with some sort of connection to the hero, was great, I loved Xander and his snarkiness, I thought, this is just right up my alley...Until it quickly took a wrong turn and never got back on course.
I don't know what to make of it. It read like the author had no idea which genre to pick, so she went with everything, ending up in a jumble that wasn't a romance, wasn't a good paranormal, and wasn't a good suspense. Sometimes mixing and matching is a good thing, and sometimes it isn't. There was just too much going on, too many plot-elements and devices, until the story (and its characters) were all over the place. For example: was the "other woman" drama really necessary to the plot? What did it bring to the table beside the drama, and an additional excuse for the heroine to come across as naive and stupid? Or what about the heroine's dreams? Those also looked like a redundant plot-device, since the whole kidnapping and torture motive could've easily be solved by making the villain as crazy as he already was, but keeping the whole story more in the confines of suspense instead of going down the woo-woo/religious-fanatic lane.
Speaking of woo-woo, the connection between the hero and heroine qualifies. And although paranormals are usually all about the woo-woo, this insta-attraction, insta-trust, insta-love, and all around healing powers of the connection struck me as a little too convenient, leaving the confines of paranormal and going into the fantasy realm. I know we're talking about fiction, here, and no one expects much realism in romance novels, especially those in the paranormal genre, but everything has its boundaries. This one effectively went over each and every one of them.
The romance wasn't convincing, the "connection" too convenient, the paranormal aspects too much out there (and too many of them), and the suspense left much to be desired since everything was so easily solved thanks to the aforementioned convenient "connection" between Isleen and Xander.
Overblown, overcomplicated, and disappointing....more