Who was a kidding when I said that I would stop at one?
I never hid the fact that I love romance, and I did mention that the first romance novel I fell in love with was Jude Deveraux's A Knight in Shining Armor, when I was but a mite of 12. It was the start of a long-time love affair between myself and the Montgomerys and Taggerts,... Continue Reading →
In this week's WWW, I mentioned that I was then currently rereading Fashionably Dead, the first of the Hot Damned series, by Robyn Peterman. And because of my case of reader's anxiety, I decided to go ahead with the second book of the series, Fashionably Dead Down Under. Rereading this book, even more than rereading... Continue Reading →