Taylor Harvey > Recent Status Updates

I’ve only just started the book and your telling me this is the dedication? “What a good fucking girl you are. Spread these pages while you spread your legs.” get out of here.

“Because I’m a jealous cunt who refuses to entertain thoughts of you lying next to another man. Is that explanation enough?”
SAY. IT. WITH. YOUR. CHEST.

Literally shut the fuck up about your sister

“I swear, if she were to get a good fucking, just once, she’d be a whole new person.” Preach it sis

PAGE 211 AND WE GOT A “DO NOT TOUCH HER.” Yesssssss.

“Get the fuck off my nut sack” gave me a good giggle

Why am I fucking BLUSHING? I am GRINNING from EAR TO EAR. This whole chapter has me giddy.

The slow burn is BURNING. “Under different circumstances…” I literally rolled over and got all excited kicking my feet. “I MIGHT HAVE LET YOU”. AHHH.

No no no no no no he did not just take her phone off her after she’d been doing that. The gasp I GASPED.

I’m trying so hard

Only 22% in and we’ve got an “eyes on me” OK

What the fuck.

Vane is giving Tamlin lol

Maybe I’m too fucked and live for the morally grey characters but Vane and Mildred are giving me Stockholm syndrome vibes and I’m not his fan

SIT ON THEM.

Why are the sentences like that?

What in the fuck kind of sex scene did I just read? Anyway, I’m here for it.

Is it the best writing I’ve ever read? No. Are the concepts and the creative aspect of it amazing? Yes.

I love Layne. That is all.

Why does the mention of New Zealand instantly give me the ick in any book? But I looked the author up off the back of this and all the proceeds go to the NZ Suicide Hotline so pop off queen

If I was sane I’d put this book down here. Unfortunately for me I am not.

Wait, he’s not dead?

Any rating I was considering giving this book is -5 just for that death. Absolutely not.

No no no no no no no no no

Ok Ghoul I didn’t know we were like THAT. Dang. 👀

“Hey. Don’t you fucking touch her.” It wasn’t my voice that made everyone go still. It was the click that accompanied it, the audible sound of a bullet prepared to fire. Everyone stared, wide-eyed and still.”

KICKING MY FEET