Once a month, seven very different women come together to discuss books. They all love a happy ending, but have lost sight of how to get their own. Paige misses glimpsing the magic in the world. Sadie doesn't see the beauty inside people. Amanda wonders what she ever saw in her ex husband. Tilda literally can't see herself. Michi can't bear looking at her family, while Clementine is blind to what's right in front of her. And Eva looks for romance in all the wrong places.
But things are about to change ...
Meet the women of the Happy Endings Book Club as they celebrate Christmas, and themselves, in London, Paris, Vienna, New York, Sydney … and in love.

This book is basically the equivalent of the “Valentine’s Day” and “New Year’s Day” movies that have come out in the last few years – really cheesy, with plots that are all over the place, but really not that good.
This novel had little to no resolution, and the fairy plotline made absolutely no sense. The length of the novel didn’t let you get involved with any of the characters – or, if it did, it was over as soon as you did.
This would have worked much better as a series of novels, tied together with the book club pulling old and new characters together. As it was, I wouldn’t read this again, nor would I recommend it to anyone, but the writing was good aside from length, so two stars.