Title: The only "Bad" thing here is the writing...
Product review: I have considered the Bad Boys books to be one of the best guilty pleasure ever invented - hot, sexy stories about men who are wonderful, especially when they're being bad...But this anthology might as well have been published by a different house - or in a different universe. These stories all lacked spark, sizzle and depth. Rosemary Laurey's story was especially awful - I think I counted over 100 exclamation points before it was over (my brain was so tired! from all! the excitement!).If it wasn't for the subject matter and the occasional "dirty" word, I would have thought this a collection for children - simplistic and overly melodramatic. Compared to the smary, sassy contributors to the other Bad Boys collections, these stories lacked not only something, but EVERYTHING. I'm just glad I waited to borrow it from the library.
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