Status Updates From These Violent Delights

Still kinda squicky.

I've been putting this one off because teacher/student romances give me major squick vibes. I wanted to see how Whitecroft handles it but it doesn't look promising.

Uhhhhhhhh dropping the L Bomb just like that??? It’s been what a few weeks? They’ve hardly spent any Time together wtf

My bedroom door is about ten feet away and the wolfish part of me wants to invite him in, strip him down, spread him out and fuck this little virgin until his eyes roll back in his head. He thinks he knows what he’s doing, but I could do things to him that would keep his toes curled for a week.

I! Hate! Religion!

"A very English nightmare, this one, where it’s not a man-eating monster behind the door but instead someone who’s caught you doing something very difficult to explain."

Oh my gods, I needed that laugh so much. Brilliant!

He thinks he knows what he's doing, but I could do thing to him that would keep his toes curled for a week.



You can dooooooooooooooooeeeeeeeeeeeeeeetttttttttttttttttttttttt!!!! GO TOM GO!!

"...And you're just going to erase who you are and pretend you're someone else because that huckster Phil told you that Jesus wants you for a sunbeam?"



I like Tom already. And his temper.

“...before we elected a serial molester president.” Really? I can’t get away from politics. It’s a romance, not a poly sci text.

Милош чем-то напоминает Эйвери из "Let the Wrong Light In". :)

// "His teeth are sharp and white, like a cat’s."

~ WHAT the ever-loving-fuck does that even mean?!!? The author couldn't describe this kid's teeth like a "normal" author?!!?

It has a dancer, a MALE danseur (a fave of mine). He masturbates on camera (college guy needs to make $$ so why not?), he's failing English but he NEEDS this grade. MASSIVE blows (sorry) between he and teacher. Teacher's British, my undies are sopping and good times had so far.

"Isms" again. The other way around this time (Britishisms by an American) and a little bit insta. Somehow it worked and I didn't mind too much. The the writing was engaging and unsurprisingly I liked Tom's humour. As for the vibrator scene, I laughed until I cried.

*4 Stars*

"No, it's a terrible thing to do, like marrying a straight woman when you're a terminal buttslut who will make her thoroughly miserable. That's why I believe you're completely capable of it, providing she sticks a finger up your arse at the critical moment, of course. Probably the only way she's going to squeeze any baby gravy out of your reluctant nads."

Go Tom!!!

"I'm English, I said. We haven't done religious fervour since the seventeenth century; we have Charles Darwin on our money, for fuck's sake."

Poor Thomas, Simon deserves a kick in the nuts! Remission be damned.

...like the very word could set a single cell -all it takes- off on its delusions of monstrous grandeur, breeding and swelling and bleeding its poison into the veins and then into everything else. Brain, liver, kidneys, lungs. Just a freckle in the middle of his back. One damned spot that murdered sleep, solace and everything else we'd ever taken comfort in.

That was unexpected.

Well hello book... ;-)

“You know I love you, and I know you love me, and I promise we can have all kinds of sex later, but right now I desperately need an expert on Romeo and Juliet.”
“Um…okay. That sounds like me.”
“It is. You have a doctorate in Elizabethan dramatists and you are exactly what I need right now.”
“Said no one, ever. That’s why we have no arts funding.”

Tom briefly squeezes my knee. “Your roommate dances, too?”
“Yeah. He’s Romeo, actually.”
“Oh my God. Tybalt and Romeo in one apartment. That’s like a flat-share sitcom from hell."