On a dark and stormy night, Camille is settling in to her comfy nest engrossed in her guilty pleasure paranormal romance, laughing at the cheesy romance lines, just as I'm doing cuddled up with this guilty pleasure fairy-tale retelling. Then it's off to granny's house where she runs into the big bad flirty graffiti artist dubbed Black Crimson. As an aspiring journalist, she's been following the story of this infamous artist and realized she has an inside scoop that could get her the promotion she wants. But to expose him would ruin the life of the man she's falling for...
I didn't realize this was the last book in a series, so I was a little lost on all the characters and connections that came before. Camille and Brick's story was unique, though, and enjoyable enough as a standalone.
I received an advance review copy for free, and I am leaving this review voluntarily.
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