The romance in this book reminded me heavily of that which is The Joker’s and Harley Quinns. “We can manipulate an escape and kill those who stupidly kept us all captive.” “That’s the thing about a prison full of psycho killers.” I unsheathed my cane and brought the spiked blade to hover at his throat. Then in turn, her opening a vein in my neck and feeding from me just the same.”

Not a main vein, but one where I could watch the vivid red render her pale skin into a sadistic artist’s masterpiece. “I wondered what it would look like if I sliced open one of her veins with the tip of my thimble and let the blood pour. I guess we will never know though, so the ambiguity of that whole case holds my last star. If that aspect of the book was diluted, then perhaps it wouldn’t have the same effect.

I will truthfully admit, the blood and gore got to a bit too much at times. These are flawed and broken characters that have so many mental traumas, that all their senses were re-imaged. Because even the sex scenes, if looked at from a psychological perspective was more than just ‘kinky and dark’. Tillie Cole pushed limits with this dark romance, to the length that I would count it more as horror than erotica.

Especially when you are dealing with sensitive topics such as child gang-rape. The first thing I disagree with, is the fact that there should have been an explicit trigger warning stated at the start of the book with the contents that the book was going to cover. I don’t know what the actual hell happens in that brilliant brain of yours, but cheers to that to. It takes the biggest goddamn balls out there to write a story that is so fucked to hell, and then continue to publish it knowing the backlash that would occur. “If all else perished, and he remained, I should still continue to be and if all else remained, and he were annihilated, the universe would become a mighty stranger.” I hated everything about it, and the worst fucking thing I realized after I hit the final chapter was that I hated that I was going to give it a stellar review. My grandmother used to always tell me, ‘you will never know if a psychopath is sitting next to you on the train’. “Something much darker and more sinister, caused by stripping a beautiful creature of its ability to fly, to thrive.” Recommended for: people who sit on trains

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