From my buddy Spikedru:

If it isn’t bad enough that the cover is a man/child cover (calm down, bam, I know how they freak you), the subtitle reads “When diaster turns to passion”. And then there is that pose: how many ways can we say “this is wrong”?

Oh, this is more than wrong. This has to be illegal. For the love of Hecate, it’s a man… nose to nose with a goddamn child and that is more than “fatherly fondness” that I see on his face, my friend. Where on earth is this child’s mother? What is this world coming to when a woman would pick up a book with a cover like this and still think it’s a romance novel? It’s not a world I want to live in, my friend, I’ll tell you that much. This is wrong! It’s not sexy! It’s not hot! It doesn’t inspire to go out out there and find my true love! This… I… I have no words. I’m sorry. I have go to drown my disgust and shame in vodka now.

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