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(Chapter 18) This book feels like a children’s show episode where you can predict exactly what’s going to happen next and who’s the big scary villain, except the peace of it is disturbed by bad sex scenes and very sappy shit going on. I can’t believe I am sacrificing my own well being by forcing myself to read this to the end

If this book says “vixen” one more time I might actually throw it against the wall.

Oh hEll naw. Why is her friend so into her guy…

Oh, yes, the vocabulary was “vixen”, “love making” and “she smelled/tasted like peaches and lavender”. How could I forget it.

Apparently the only words in this writer’s vocabulary are “vixen” and “love making”.

I never was a fan of the expression “make love” to begin with. And after this book I would actually like to condemn those words to hell. Never thought I would get this sick of hearing them, yet here I am.

They have said “vixen” at least once in every chapter so far. I am beginning to despise that word.

Never until now did I realise that I do not like hearing the guy “giggle”. In my head a giggle is what Alli Mauzey did as Galinda in Wicked. A large buff man, and a crazy, chihuahua-energy girl with blonde curls and pink frills do not mix together.

Never have I ever encountered such an unattractive set of words in such a tightly packed text. I cannot believe I chose to have myself read about feminine folds, milking [me], silky folds (how many adjectives can one put “folds” with in attempt to make it any less unattractive?), and spurting seed. Yeah, no, this will go onto the list of my reading mistakes, why would I do this instead of sleeping at 5am.

My second warning sign should have been that I just accidentally stumbled upon this completely randomly.

Or maybe the fact this girl is almost 30 and still a virgin who doesn’t know what teasing is, and has to close her eyes when saying “make love”. She is a child in a nearly 30-year-old-body. If she read books and watched movies like she said she does she would I surely know SOMETHING. Literally anything.

Let’s start with just how much I hate real people on book covers. Especially half naked ones. That should have been my first warning sign.

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