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Dorothy and the Damaged Things: A Twisted OZ Reverse Harem Romance
She crashed into Oz. Now she’s got glitter in unmentionable places and a tail wrapped around her thigh.
I was just a girl from Kansas with a Civic full of snacks and a dog with anxiety.
Then the tornado hit.
Now I’ve got a cursed pair of boots I can’t return, a corset we won’t talk about, a parasol that flies, (I’m not mentioning the wand) and three ridiculously hot men who claim we’re soulbound.
There’s Patch, the scarecrow with no filter and too many sharp ideas.
Steel, the emotionally frozen Tin Man who might actually be made of regret.
And Kade, the cursed lion-shifter who purrs like sin and touches like a dare.
Together, we’re heading toward the Emerald City.
Oz is not the story I remember. It’s a land that runs on drama and accidental homicide.
There are talking signs, weaponized glitter, and a field of flowers that will trap you in a never ending ‘O.’ Also, there’s a prophecy. And a very personal magical object. Not the same thing. Probably.
It’s a mess. I kind of love it here.
To get home, I’ll have to dodge wicked witches, unravel magical nonsense, and survive an increasingly chaotic group project in… let’s call it “romantic multitasking.”
No pressure. Just chaotic magic, some very intense glitter incidents, and one wrecked Civic with very little trunk space.
Magic is real. It’s chaotic.
And apparently it’s very enthusiastic.
If we survive this technicolor fever dream, I might just have to admit that home isn’t a place. It’s three ridiculous, infuriating men who would follow me through a glitter-storm of cursed lingerie and come out the other side asking for seconds.
Welcome to the sparkliest, most inappropriate detour you never asked for. Dorothy and the Damaged Things is a steamy, laugh-out-loud, very loose Oz retelling featuring a heroine lacking impulse control, with absolutely no interest in choosing just one guy, and zero regard for proper fairytale behavior.
Somewhere over the rainbow... the emotional damage begins.
I was just a girl from Kansas with a Civic full of snacks and a dog with anxiety.
Then the tornado hit.
Now I’ve got a cursed pair of boots I can’t return, a corset we won’t talk about, a parasol that flies, (I’m not mentioning the wand) and three ridiculously hot men who claim we’re soulbound.
There’s Patch, the scarecrow with no filter and too many sharp ideas.
Steel, the emotionally frozen Tin Man who might actually be made of regret.
And Kade, the cursed lion-shifter who purrs like sin and touches like a dare.
Together, we’re heading toward the Emerald City.
Oz is not the story I remember. It’s a land that runs on drama and accidental homicide.
There are talking signs, weaponized glitter, and a field of flowers that will trap you in a never ending ‘O.’ Also, there’s a prophecy. And a very personal magical object. Not the same thing. Probably.
It’s a mess. I kind of love it here.
To get home, I’ll have to dodge wicked witches, unravel magical nonsense, and survive an increasingly chaotic group project in… let’s call it “romantic multitasking.”
No pressure. Just chaotic magic, some very intense glitter incidents, and one wrecked Civic with very little trunk space.
Magic is real. It’s chaotic.
And apparently it’s very enthusiastic.
If we survive this technicolor fever dream, I might just have to admit that home isn’t a place. It’s three ridiculous, infuriating men who would follow me through a glitter-storm of cursed lingerie and come out the other side asking for seconds.
Welcome to the sparkliest, most inappropriate detour you never asked for. Dorothy and the Damaged Things is a steamy, laugh-out-loud, very loose Oz retelling featuring a heroine lacking impulse control, with absolutely no interest in choosing just one guy, and zero regard for proper fairytale behavior.
Somewhere over the rainbow... the emotional damage begins.
222 pages, Kindle Edition
Published June 9, 2025
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60 people want to read
About the author
Gwendoline Rose
27 books78 followersGwendoline Rose admits she’s not quite right. But who the hell wants to be? Maybe it was the steady diet of fairy tales spiked with horror. Maybe it was the cream cookies and undiagnosed autism.
Either way, she’s always rooted for the villain, questioned the happy endings, and wondered why the hell the princess would ever settle for Prince Beige.
Now she writes emotionally raw, hilariously unhinged romance for the beautifully broken, the chronically overstimulated, the neurodivergents, the survivors, the ones who feel too much and love even harder.
Diagnosed late with autism, cPTSD, and enough rare disorders to fill a bingo card, she now channels the chaos into characters who crave connection but have absolutely no idea how to do it “right.”
Her heroines are feral. Her men are emotionally constipated. And her stories don’t fade to black, they set it on fire.
If you’ve ever been told you’re too intense, too sensitive, too much… welcome home.
Either way, she’s always rooted for the villain, questioned the happy endings, and wondered why the hell the princess would ever settle for Prince Beige.
Now she writes emotionally raw, hilariously unhinged romance for the beautifully broken, the chronically overstimulated, the neurodivergents, the survivors, the ones who feel too much and love even harder.
Diagnosed late with autism, cPTSD, and enough rare disorders to fill a bingo card, she now channels the chaos into characters who crave connection but have absolutely no idea how to do it “right.”
Her heroines are feral. Her men are emotionally constipated. And her stories don’t fade to black, they set it on fire.
If you’ve ever been told you’re too intense, too sensitive, too much… welcome home.
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Did not finish
September 17, 2025DNF @ 40% I just can’t, it’s ridiculous and TOO out there to be enjoyable. Might be good if you do shrooms.
August 18, 2025
Dirty!!
Ohhh this book. All the great stuff but they are sooo dirty! Where’s the shower?? I need a shower. Geezzz
Ohhh this book. All the great stuff but they are sooo dirty! Where’s the shower?? I need a shower. Geezzz
September 25, 2025
OMG this was what I want in an RH retelling. Utter madness and lots of spice. Don't take serious, it's OZ but better. Waaaaay better. Please write more. Like Alice, give us Alice. We need her with a splash of your perfect madness.
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