Twilight before Christmas -- Christine Feehan

Oops, I did it again. I read another really stupid book from the Drake sisters series. This one is a normal length, as opposed to the first one I read. I thought that, once she'd gotten a little more writing under her belt, this series may turn out ok. I'm easy to please. I don't require much to entertain me.
But somehow, a book was published in which the characters, who are usually (in other situations) fairly educated and able people, can't figure out that they seem to be a good couple. But also, there is this mysterious, never fully explained misty stuff that likes following the heroine, Kate Drake, all around town, causing mayhem and doing really stupid things. Best of all, there is a poem at the beginning of the book that is intended to encapsulate what's happening in each chapter. "It was dreadful," to quote Simon Cowell.
The premise of this series is that these extraordinary women who do everything exactly right and have all these superpowers meet certain men and instantly, almost chemically, love is all around. I found this book to be especially childish, simplified, and unrealistic. And while I like a romance as much as the next gal with a healthy libido, I found this series to be lacking of anything worth spending my time on.