They say good things come to those who wait.
My whole life has been about waiting. Playing it safe. Be the good girl, don’t color outside the lines. Put in the hard work trying to prove myself to Dad, then to my college professors, then to my boss at New World Media. Just waiting for the day when it will all pay off.
And right when it was all starting to—I finally had the house, the job, I was even thinking about getting a cat—boom!—my life explodes and suddenly now I’m here and—
“All done,” the doctor interrupts my thoughts, pulling off her gloves with a loud snap.
Even from the bed where I’m lying, my legs spread like the Thanksgiving turkey, I can hear the impatient growl of the man standing in the doorway. If you can even call him a man. More like a beast out of a friggin’ fairytale. “Well?”
Her pronouncement echoes throughout the room while the speculum is still inside me. “She’s a virgin.”
Okay, so I have read a few dark romances, and where they’re not completely my thing, I can see the appeal. Not every love story is squeaky clean. Not every love story starts in traditional ways.
This was even a bit too out there for my open mind to wrap around.
I think the biggest issue I have with this is the writing is really good. The story telling is fantastic, it’s not overly descriptive or irritating. The main character is a self-sufficient business woman and the love interest is an army veteran dealing with PTSD.
But seriously, every other plot point is shit. So yes, this is a Beauty and the Beast retelling. So of course, Stockholm syndrome usually ends up rearing it’s fucked up head. But this was gross.
He locked her in a fucking dog cage for 3 days because she wouldn’t call him Master. What in the actual fuck is that?!
He refuses to let her feed herself and the only way she gets food is if he hand feeds her.
Ridiculously gross misuse of a pitchfork *shudders*
And she agrees to have a baby with this guy.
There is so many things wrong with this book that I can’t even word right now. I honestly can’t see the appeal with this one. I was so frustrated and angry over how controlling and disgusting Xavier was. He kept basically comparing Mel to a horse and how he had to break/train her.
Yeah, no. I’m good. I think I’m going to pretty much avoid dark romances. I think I enjoy fluff too much.
2 stars, only because the writing was decent.