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“His hips settled between hers. The thick tip of his cock found her sex.”

Broooooo the first time you’re getting freaky with each other & you’re not touching each other below the belt with hands?
Y’all ain’t big on actually making sure the women enjoy themselves, huh?
Magic does you no favours here.
This is so close to passive voice I could scream.

Whoa. Imma have to break this bad boy up into chunks because WOW it’s a LOT.

Oh, oh Fuck.

Jessica… all the Browns…

JUST roses.
Fuck. It’s who I think it is, isn’t it?

Tbh I don’t know if I can handle this story right now. I’m pretty fragile from too much Awful at once.

Its Jailbreak Time

There are some really great pieces in here, but there are also some pieces that definitely needed another round with the editor.

I’m sitting here, struggling to read through the damn tears.

Damnit, Lucinda Reily, we’re not quite 1/3 of the way through & I’m already crying.
Why you gotta write so damn powerfully?

Why the fuck would you hold a grudge against the child of a Drunk Driver who injured your parents?

The parents made a full recovery.

The child was 10 years old, AFAB, it was dark & raining.

Not. Her. Fault.

What the actual h*ck?

At this point, I need to stop, at least temporarily. The “dark romance” is more of an essay on the different kinds of grief & it hurts.

It hurts so, so much.

Why, in ever loving Fuck are these folx roping & wrestling calves to vaccinate them?

Why, and I must assert, the Fuck, are these folx BRANDING these already traumatised calves?

What the ever loving fuck is wrong with rounding up calves into a nice orderly pen, then feeding them into a press, where they’re drenched & TAGGED?

Tradition is a Bullshit excuse for this kind of cruelty.
Seriously.

THIS IS AWFUUUUUULLLLLLL

Ugh.

Note to self: hit up Goodreads reviews BEFORE buying books… even free ones.