Marianna Moore’s Reviews > Nocticadia > Status Update

Nobody writes slow burns like Keri lake

Rereading to hopefully avoid a massive slump

“I have lived a lifetime in death–a cold existence in an endless void. It wasn’t until you came along and cast the first ray of light that I felt a pulse of life. A pull that I couldn’t resist. It was you who dragged my heart from this insensate slumber. And it’s you for whom it beats now. It’s a fucking wreckage, though. Scarred and caged by ravaged bones. But it belongs only to you.”

“Jealousy is a callow schoolboy’s emotion that ends in hard feelings and bloody noses. What I feel for you, Miss Vespertine, would destroy lives.”

Somebody sedate me at this point because I’ve gone absolutely feral.

This. Fucking. Man. I actually cannot.

“There’s a violence in my blood. This rage that twists in my gut, and it makes me sick. I’m fucking sick when it comes to you. I can’t control it, I can’t reel it in because I still feel you. I still smell that nauseating sweet scent on your skin that drives me fucking crazy. I’m losing my mind!”

IM LOSING IT

“Her name was a dirty scalpel plunged deep inside my chest, past crumbling bones and decayed flesh. It pierced the only organ I vowed could never be touched again and infected me with insufferable greed.”

Gtfo rn.

“You’re a sickness inside of me that begs never to be cured. Infecting me with this unshakable craving for things I shouldn’t want”

I die.

I genuinely think this is going to be my favorite book of the year

IM SO OBSESSED WITH THEM I CANT