I should have gotten an idea of how the book was when I read the blurb. Anytime the words sparks fly and special agent are used together, it is going to be a doosey.Why is it so hard to find romantic mysteries these days?
In this Harlequin romantic suspense, two special agents, who have the hots for each other try and chase a serial killer. That is it. They have the hots for each other, fight it for maybe a day, then have dirty hot sex,then try and catch the killer. Seriously this is the book.
I found that I just didn't care about the characters. I didn't care if they ended up together or even if they caught the killer. The end is terribly cliche and predictable, to me at least. I know what was going to happen in the end because the author gave away a huge hint early on in the book. At times I found myself with a sliver of hope that it was going to pick up and then it would be clouded up by just me not caring about what was going on.
Is this a horrible book? Probably not, it got great reviews on good reads. I am just not the type to get into books that are 90% what are they feeling and 10% actual story and mystery. It is why I hate Grey's Anatomy.
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