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There is something achingly familiar about Lucinda Price.

Weak and indecisive, she infuriates the reader from the moment we see into her third person told story. She is the one dull spot in this book, well along with a lot of other dull things where heroines are weak, dependent little girls that cry at smoke in their lungs, imagine what would happen of she, heaven forbid, had to actually do something heroic or even with a purpose other than constantly drooling over oh what's his name again I already forgot? Oh yes, Daniel. But she can't let him go. Drawn to idiocy like a silly little moth to a pretty, shiny, flame.

Dangerously shallow and darkly bright, FALLEN is a page turning good in books killer and the ultimate sappy predictable tiring love story that will Never work.

Thank you :) That is all.