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* They are officially published under that name * They are traditional stories not attributed to a specific author * They are religious texts not generally attributed to a specific author
Books whose authorship is merely uncertain should be attributed to Unknown.
I’m not sure how I’m supposed to rate this book. I’m embarrassed to even claim that I’ve read the whole thing from start to finish. This book will offend many people I’m sure. Definitely not a light easy read by all means. You want immoral taboo Victorian smut… well you’ll get it with this book.
If you consider rape, incest and pedophilia erotic, then this book is for you. A cartoonishly vile indulgence by an anonymous author that has good reason to keep his identity concealed.
There is no story. A kid is raped by his aunt, and then goes on to rape several women and three children, not to mention several romps with his own mother. Horrifying you say? Not according to the author. In fact, the author (who we have to assume is a guy) actually advocates rape as the way to a woman's heart. The author even dedicates a paragraph near the end expounding this exact nonsense. Yes, it even applies to children. The book is the explicit non-stop sexual encounters of this boy, who becomes more repulsive by the page. Apparently, the kid must have a constant IV of Viagara and semen, because he's always ready-always. It is ridiculously unreal, and you eventually come to the realization that this is all just a fantasy of some nameless pervert.
The "story" is depraved; it isn't just sex, it is life destroying assault-unless of course you happen to be one of the phony characters in the story. And that's the only redeeming quality. It's all fake.
Using Goodreads rating criteria, I'll give it a 2. I didn't like the content, and Percy was just abhorrent, but I didn't think that the actual writing style was that bad, although again, there was no story at all; it's a dark web porn movie in print.
Mind - officially blown. Prepare to have your conceptions of a stuffy, prudish Victorian era completely swept away. Both in quality of writing and pure filth content, "Forbidden Fruit" makes "50 Shades" look like it was written by a 4th-grader. I am astounded at the level and amount of perversity that the author manages to achieve in such a short novel, more of a long story really. Think of a Victorian era Tucker Max and you're headed down the right track, though this guy makes Tucker Max look like a choir boy. I cannot recall ever reading a more perverse piece of literature.
Fair warning - I imagine some will find this book extremely offensive.
Victorian pornography. Amusing enough for that, but nothing particularly subtle about it except for the occasional odd vocabulary. (Favorite word: "gamahuching".) My Secret Life is a much more interesting example of the genre.
Unfortunately the book is full of rape. Not just "I ravished the willing young woman despite her feeble protests" but outright violent rape. I'm fine with all the incest fantasies and ridiculous combinations of people, and I try to read books in the mindframe of the time they were written. Not possible this time, unless the mindset was of men who get off on fantasies of raping children.
This book is well written but horrifying. I read it because it is famous for being one of the first and only Victorian novels that is solely erotic fiction. It is disgusting. Just some perverts fantasy. The main character is raped, and then proceeds to rape multiple women- all written like he is the hero of the story. It is full of incest, real rape, pedophilia, bestiality and other awful themes. Read it at your own risk.
Victorian smut, this is. Victorian smut that reads kinda like a badly-written PWP (porn without plot) on ao3 that should come with a lot of warning tags. And I do mean A LOT. It contains child sexual grooming, statutory rape, incest, gang bang, rape / non-con, anal, some BDSM (butt-whipping), pissing kink, … and maybe some more that I sort of skimmed through.
I've read much better fanfict to be honest. But it's interesting to see from this book that humans have always been kinky. Those Victorians weren't prudes at all.
Archaic, lewd and foul story. I had never read a book of this nature and I honestly did not think that I would enjoy such a vulgar and politically incorrect story so much. This book could be the beginning of my free fall towards the carnal and moral corrosion of my concerns.
What at first was titillating quickly turned into an increasingly disturbing series of incest, multiple rapes, and—most horrifically—paedophilia. Disgusting.