It was cute and sweet, with a nice (albeit predictable) plot and rather solid characters. The insta-love was bothersome (unbelievable and unrealistic), and the story reminded me slightly of a Barbara Cartland plot.
The flowery prose was kept to a minimum, and everything went along rather nicely, but then in the second part (@ 67%) the hero's inner monologue about his queen's particular position being optimal for breeding ruined it.
Sheesh. Talk about overkill.
Still, it was better than the daddy-debt crap.
Worse (if possible) than the first story in this series, but still better than the daddy-debt crap.
The usual template applies...The hero getting all down and dirty while spouting flowery prose to the virginal, inexperienced, but incredibly beautiful heroine who's also a very quick learner when it comes to sex. They fall instantly in love and do it (repeatedly) without a condom.
Now you'll ask me, why I keep reading these stories if I don't like them. I call'em palate cleansers. A nice, quick, sometimes even cute, respite from "meatier" story-lines.
Definitely the worst so far. Slow, boring, with a childish heroine (she sounded more like eleven than twenty-one), and a virgin hero to boot.
My standards aren't that high, but come on!
Okay, this is officially ridiculous. Although I don't know which is more. This series (which went from bad to worse) or me for reading it.
I cannot claim these type of stories to be palate-cleansers anymore, they're just shyte. Over-the-top, unbelievable, fantastical, ridiculous crap. The heroes spout flowery prose a real-life man wouldn't be caught dead saying, and let's not speak of their oral fixations—talk about unrealistic. And the heroines are all perfectly happy to spend the rest of their lives alongside a sexually-obsessed maniac who bangs them without a condom to make as many babies as possible with a complete disregard to the woman's health.
I only read this one because I liked Tabby and Vlad in the first book, but I should've known that their story would ruin all good feelings from that little short scene. And I was right. Does that make me a glutton for punishment?