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Wait… how did we get to vampires?

You know what? This book could not have been written by a Black woman. No way, no how. Jesus be a fence. I seriously can’t stand Darling. Everyone in this book is absolutely stupid.

😒😒😒😒😑😑😑😑😑 This book is awful and tedious at best.

Child, this book is a choice. SMDH. I knew what I was getting into.

WHAT IN THE F IS THIS BOOK ABOUT?! She’s not even locked in. They are now eating cheese at the Farmer’s Market. What’s happening?!

23% in and I don’t understand why she’s locked in his penthouse. What kind of fire hazard death trap this this? And is she seriously not concerned that all of this is STRANGE?

My wish for 2026 is for authors to stop using ChatGPT. I’m drowning in similes and metaphors and the characters are painfully one note with the book missing all of the parts that could have been cool being mentioned in passing.

Yeah, this book is getting a high rating for me. Fellow pragmatists and optimistic nihilists will really understand what this book is saying. This isn’t a book for everyone, yet I wished everyone would read it.

Okay, so I’m struggling with this one. I’m happy to read a book not written by ChatGPT, and this needs some help. Plus, homeboy’s is a vampire named Clarence. Clarence is just not a name I could see myself screaming in a fit of passion. 🤣 I’ll come back and try it again.

My God. If this chick isn’t sleeping, she’s crying. My God today! Seriously, the story isn’t bad for a dark romance, but the soliloquies are about to take me out! Just stating and restating the same thing for 3 pages that could have been on 1.

Want to know how to make me tap out of a book super fast? Lie about the main heroin’s race. The cover clearly shows a dark skin Black woman, yet I find out she’s a tanned Latina. Why lie? Why not just have her as a tan Latina on the cover? Child, bye.

Intellectual curiosity led me here. I am always interested in understanding the thinking under the thinking in my never ending pursuit of “how did we get here”.

This book is just too boring to finish. I’m drowning in metaphors, similes, and allegories.

This story is giving not actually written by a Black woman. Her knuckles keeps turning white. There’s no way! I know it’s cold, but there’s not enough chill in the hair that can make the lady on the cover art’s knuckles white!

I’m about 99% sure this story is about Perimenopause and hot flashes.

Seems like an odd time to get shy. I mean, after what I’ve read, no way homegirl should be shy.