Mistakenly Flirting with a Tough Guy from the ’70s: The Delicate Girl’s Heart Races with Jealousy

Author has no dedication in finishing his novels dont bother reading. Been following him in some books yet most of it are quickly deleted.                            B b bb.                                          

Argh, I feel like this story was written by parents to make learning fun child. I could not make it through the first chapter. The novel so far is very very boring!

This is a copy of another novel with the same name. Didn’t even bother to change the cover. I will now 1 star all of your stolen novels. Imagine stealing IP. You don”t even translate them. You just steal them from other sites.

They say the MC is a mercenary and a lagendary one in fact but he acts like a pussycat he listens to what his employer says and has no self respect and most the females are b,itches who try to **** with MC life and make him miserable and the MC is okay with he can easily get another job so why not get another one

We'll,from what I had read in review,this novel is definitely **** since only a reader will know another reader....Haters or not,it's all plain in our eyes....Not that this is bad,no...It's just not our cup of tea...So author guy,although I haven't read and most probably will not,I sincerely wish you good luck....Write everything you want,it's yours after all....Don't mind the critique since what you love may be what people hate.....So,just pour out your idea and chapter,someday you will find a great fans....Since old saying,another man trash is another man treasure...Keep it up,ignore the bad critique unless you are an M...

"Ei cara, qual é seu nome?" Pergunta Silas para Marcus enquanto começa a pegar o corpo de Dimas e colocar dentro de um saco.

Next day he made all the plans, One of my relative aunt would be also joining  us  to Chennai (she was traveling for a different cause) and my father wanted to drive us, all the way, in his car( around 500 km). When i meant car, don't think much fancy, it was used to transport the iron tools locally. So it was a basic model and mostly worn out which my father bought unnecessarily by using the left out nest money 2 years back. Actually it was not fit for long distance travel at all , but since i was so desperate if he even planned to make us walk all  the way from Salem to Chenni, i would have happily obliged. My aunt didnt prefer this travel plan, but its difficult to say no to my father.

"What is it Diana?" Hal asked as he looked around the landscape but failing to see anything out of the ordinary.