The Beautiful Woman’s Mistaken Marriage as a Military Wife [1970s] - Reviews

Why in the world was this picket.  Its awful, completely derivative of others that have done it better.  They should have picked Cursed Ship instead or something else.  We've had enough of this same garbage over and over.

Chapters are in badly need of proof readingHow webnovel novels have degenerated.................awdqwqrhirheifshfsdifbsifhsofoiw;egfio;wheoifio;ahef;ioahef

Hope there is more to it and it will be a complete novel. Mc is good. Storyline is great. Hopefully it will boy stop half way and maintain its release on regular timing.

First of all, it sucks that you didn't explain the world more, although yes you explained about the hiearchy system and thats it! You didn't even explain in detail if there is magic or simalr thing! There is a 'identification stone' and the first thing I thought I you would do is make MC learn about this kind of stuff better and the world he got in better but no you write many chapters with MC having s** like wtf dude the title is even culinary but the first thing you focused on is MC and his love interests being intimate not cooking not food and not searching for more information and the MC is an idiot - its okay to tell about business strategies and law and policies to the baron, his father but production of new products, the f*** you should just have the MC make a new company (although the territory is having a crisis roght now they are still a baron they must have savings and such also there is the thing called an investment), this will make the MC and his family prosper more, remeber that the territory is not entirely their own but the kingdom they are in.... If they have a family company they will not just make the family prosper but also the  economy of the territory, it will become the specialty of the territory more visitors more people more money and more merchant will invest in the territory for potential and competition.... Also is it quite a norm for MC to check their status first or this MC is just a UNIQUE DUMBA** and the author H****!!! Im excited at first because there is a gourmet novel again for me to read but its just a SE* novel at most in the chapters until now BTW there is another novel using the same character name as this MC with the same type of novel which is gourmet (lol I don't know if this is gourmet because the first 21 chapters but cooking dishes is not even properly mentioned or it is nit ipmentioned even), hope you will improve and also I advise you that upyou get an editor if ever you pursue this nove!!!!!

My review is a reflection of the rest. This is the highest number of 1 star reviews I have ever seen on webnovel                                                     .

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Review time!The author has a strong voice throughout the story, and the protagonist definitely comes across as having a troubled past. Plot-wise, starting in the middle allowed for opening up to some pretty intense action, and sets up a nice and deep exploration of the main character. I think there's great potential for a character-driven exploration of the themes and politics that put the protagonist in such a terrible situation.On the technical side, there are mostly some issues with tense-case and a few misspellings, but nothing a good round of editing won't fix. Some of the dialogue can get a little confusing without indicators of who is speaking, and the extra space could be used to add little actions, facial expressions, etc.Overall I would say that the character interactions are great, but the dialogue can be a little anime-esque in terms of sudden dramatic increase.A solid start, and I'm sure once Nekoman finds his feet, it'll be off to the races.

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"Hello again Mister Shawn." I say quite happy to see that black hair and suit once again. "Hello again Mara, but please, do drop the Mister it makes me feel very old." I chuckle at his repeat of what I had said earlier.

When Uyi woke up, the clouds were heavy and grey and his first thought was making it home before the rain started. Dami did not cross his mind. Not even as he slipped into his clothes and felt the stings of her fingernail scratchings on his back. His second thought was on whether he could find a bus to Wuse market from Area One that early. Dami only caught his attention when he turned to leave. She was smiling in her sleep and he thought she looked absolutely gorgeous in the nude. He wanted to kiss her goodbye but he remembered the night before and how she had been too insatiable for his liking. If he had not seen the blood on the sheets, nothing would have convinced him that she was a virgin before he went in. She was crazy and passionate and wild all at once and it was something he always wanted in a woman—one who could stir up the quiet waters in him—but something was not just clicking with her. During the time they were making love, when his body was one with hers, he had sought for what was missing, had searched her eyes to see if they reflected what he hoped to see, but he had found nothing. Yet he had not missed the look of absolute adoration and affection she had for him but he told himself it was just for the night. Such emotions were only ardent when a woman's g-spot was under his spell. He had seen it too many times to take it too seriously. To him, Dami was just a statistic and like her kind usually did, she was going to forget about him soon. He saw himself playing the role of a vibrator again like he had done so many times in the past. Dami would soon fall into the category of girls that just wanted sexual satisfaction from him but would stick to the more appropriate boyfriend—the one with the fine car, with the loaded pocket, the one who was husband material waiting on his knees with a diamond ring.