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kimberly_rose
is on page 40
Fascinating ideas, but too repetitive and not enough emotional
exploration.
— Mar 24, 2023 08:54AM
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exploration.
Aimora
is 20% done
May wind up a dnf. There are vampires and zombies and werewolves and they all go to high school together?
— Jan 29, 2023 01:46PM
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Claire B **paused for now**
is 90% done
Repetitive, childish and lacking in plot. I even skimmed the sex scenes because there were too many and it all got boring. Not sure I can be arsed to read part two.
*2 Stars*
— Jun 12, 2022 07:12AM
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*2 Stars*
Claire B **paused for now**
is 58% done
Fern’s thoughts and actions don’t align. He just comes across as a child throwing a prolonged temper tantrum which is very frustrating. Many of the conflicts could be settled by having a conversation. Lack thereof is unrealistic and tiresome.
— Jun 12, 2022 07:06AM
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Claire B **paused for now**
is 44% done
The push and pull is at extinction levels…. My extinction.
— Jun 12, 2022 03:54AM
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Steph (Teacups & Tropes)
is 31% done
Omg 🤢
These molebat and bloodwhisper things are SO GROSS
— Sep 02, 2021 10:34AM
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These molebat and bloodwhisper things are SO GROSS
Tess
is 49% done
He cracked it open on top of my ass, letting it run between my cheeks. The cold yolk and whitening rolled down my skin, making me shiver. Sticky and smooth all at once, parts of it dripped down into my hole.
I moaned. “P—ervert. This isn’t me eating. This is another one of your—”
Don pressed fingers inside my ass, smearing the egg deep.
Idk how I feel about egg being fingered into holes
— May 11, 2021 03:56AM
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I moaned. “P—ervert. This isn’t me eating. This is another one of your—”
Don pressed fingers inside my ass, smearing the egg deep.
Idk how I feel about egg being fingered into holes
Tess
is 8% done
His hands pinned mine against the ground. With one brutal thrust, he filled me, his balls slapping my ass hard. Pain burst behind my eyelids. My cries muffled into the mud. He grunted in pleasure and bit me harder, then he scooted me over, so I was completely on the quilt. He panted loudly against my ear as he moved inside me, turning the bitter pain into something almost pleasurable.
— May 08, 2021 09:26PM
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