Status Updates From Coercion (Curio, #2)

God, this woman can write - her prose reminds me of Tiffany Reisz in the sense that both women truly have mastery of being able to catapult a person into a completely different world, with characters who are so alluring and come alive on the page.

I’ll be reading this entire collection, I think.

listen ik imma be roasted for this, i am not ashamed. i should be tho. i was craving some watt pad vibes

I am shocked though. Everything pales next to Didier. This dress must be magical to warrant notice with him so close by. ---> And once again beauty worship ad nauseam. Ugh.

Didier!! Swoon!

Her fingertips stroke my arm, as light as the fluttering of eyelashes. Thoughts gather in my head. They solidly to take the shapes of words, words I ache to say as deeply as they scared me. My throat constricts, so tight I know it won't let me voice my reckless realizations.

I tell you what... Cara McKenna wastes absolutely no time in getting on with her point. Is there such a thing as a totally sweet smut book? If so, this fits the bill.

"Our little play has lapsed, but when I raise up on straight arms, she finds her script."

the pages are burning HOT HOT HOT:)

I had forgotten how hot Caroly and Didier are together. Loving Part 2 of the curio series. Nothing better than a sexy, hot Parisian man.

Damn McKenna! She writes so damn well!

Even in her head she fears she won't be desired. I hope now she conjures memories of us together, and that I've give her undeniable proof of how completely her lust is reciprocated.

Sweet Bleeding JAYSUS. *expires*

Her body is an exotic instrument in my hands, one I hope to never finish mastering. To never cease to find new, thrilling, heartbreaking notes to coax from her with my fingers.

Beauty is a queer and unearthly power. I was born of my father's infidelity and my mother's consumptive infatuation. I'm a bastard and a prostitute, crippled by agoraphobia...but I am beautiful. My deeper flaws seem to go unnoticed, all cracks in the stained glass, lost amid the dazzling colors of the whole.

Didier makes me want to weep.