Since this was the first romance novel I ever read, this will be the first that I post. I’m sure this is exactly the kind of hilariously insightful commentary you’re looking for.
Anyways, LoS is widely known as Queen of Sexbooks, and it seems pretty common that most people begin their journey into romance with this. It’s a bit smaller and gentler and easier to swallow, and a good way to work up your tolerance for the bigger and heavier … books.
So, Boy meets Girl, Boy and Girl despise each other, and you know what it’s pretty much the standard romance plot with one or two extra twists. SPOILER ALERT: it has a happy ending. There is a lot of fucking. There is nothing revolutionary here.
What makes LoS so great is that it’s everything you think a romance novel is not - it’s well-written, at no point is the hero’s penis referred to as a “turgid member,” the heroine is a virgin but is not terrified by sex or ashamed of her ~*~secret desires~*~, and best of all, it’s funny. Like, really funny. I lol’ed.
A fair warning: at one point, the heroine picks up a gun. What follows is completely preposterous and, in my opinion, the weakest part of the book. Keep reading. Remember, there’s fucking!
TL;DR: If you’re looking for a firm, yet gentle hand to guide to into the world of romance, look no further than Lord of Scoundrels. It’s been with many virgins before you, and most have never looked back.