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Might pick it up again at a later time. But for now the plot is too nonexistent and the characters bore me…
The Scene. The Setting. The Characters. The Mystery. Suspense. Thrill. Spice.
I knew when I picked it up. When it had Runyx I was in for a baddie.
It was delivered deliciously. I loved it.
A tasteful slow burn that was dedicated to the plot, the story, the building. the spice that added Chefs kiss to make the characters even more believable, alive.
After having read Gothikana, I KNEWWWW Enigma was going to be fabulous.
What's even better is these books are standalone and you get a beginning, a middle and a fantastic ending all wrapped in one juicy story.
I knew when I picked it up. When it had Runyx I was in for a baddie.
It was delivered deliciously. I loved it.
A tasteful slow burn that was dedicated to the plot, the story, the building. the spice that added Chefs kiss to make the characters even more believable, alive.
After having read Gothikana, I KNEWWWW Enigma was going to be fabulous.
What's even better is these books are standalone and you get a beginning, a middle and a fantastic ending all wrapped in one juicy story.
adventurous
dark
emotional
mysterious
medium-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
A mix
Strong character development:
Yes
Loveable characters:
Yes
Diverse cast of characters:
Yes
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Yes
challenging
mysterious
slow-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
A mix
Strong character development:
Yes
Loveable characters:
Yes
Diverse cast of characters:
Yes
Flaws of characters a main focus:
N/A
dark
emotional
hopeful
mysterious
reflective
sad
tense
fast-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
A mix
Strong character development:
Yes
Loveable characters:
Yes
Diverse cast of characters:
Complicated
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Yes
4.75 ⭐️ a great spooky murder mystery
This was a dark academia gothic murder mystery. I loved the twists and turns the book took you on. The FMC was different and unique to what l've been reading lately (which is mostly romantasy genre). This is a great did for the Halloween season. I enjoyed everything about the book.
This was a dark academia gothic murder mystery. I loved the twists and turns the book took you on. The FMC was different and unique to what l've been reading lately (which is mostly romantasy genre). This is a great did for the Halloween season. I enjoyed everything about the book.
dark
emotional
mysterious
tense
fast-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
A mix
Strong character development:
Yes
Loveable characters:
Yes
Diverse cast of characters:
Yes
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Yes
challenging
dark
emotional
mysterious
tense
medium-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
A mix
Strong character development:
Yes
Loveable characters:
Complicated
Diverse cast of characters:
Yes
Love Salem - she’s an enneagram 5, quiet, logical, but very hurt. Her love interest Caz is described as a monster - violent, mysterious, possessive. Parts of the story were really interesting- I was intrigued by Salem and her growth as a character. But the sex was purposefully distasteful and blatant. The long diatribes from either narrator got annoying. There was a lot of telling and definitely could have used more showing. However, I read to have the mysteries solved.
My Rating: 4.75 ⭐⭐⭐⭐✨ (Rounded to 5 because Salem said so)
Series Status: Standalone, and somehow not even that smutty—but the few filthy scenes we got had me running through panties like it was a full-blown marathon..
We Have:
✅ M/F romance
✅ Dual POV
✅ Dark academia vibes
✅ Secret societies
✅ Slow-burn obsession
✅ Brutal honesty + trust goals
✅ Mystery that spirals, twists, and sucker-punches
✅ Angst woven into every reveal
✅ Side characters begging for their own books
✅ Wet panties: limited edition, high impact
Jesus fucking Christ, this book wrecked me in the best way. RuNyx writes MMCs like they’re forged from pure intensity— Add a filthy mouth and a protective streak that goes nuclear, and you’ve got a man who is addictive page after page. This book had me feral from page two. That backstory already had me cussing out loud, and it only spiraled from there.
Salem is my queen. She begins like a ghost—present but not alive, fitting in without ever belonging. Her voice is brutally logical, matter-of-fact in her pain, but then you catch those little cracks of tenderness and it’s devastating. Watching her open up, learning to trust, choosing things not because it’s safe but because she’s brave enough to risk it—god, it was beautiful. I wasn’t “in her shoes” or imagining myself in her place. I was lucky enough to witness her becoming—raw, jagged, unflinching. And it wrecked me in the best way.
Caz. That filthy, dangerous chaos. He doesn’t try to fix her or wrap her in bubble wrap. He meets her in the dark, matches her honesty, lays his own fears bare, and just lets her be. Their communication and their honesty are revolutionary. Those conversations where they spill the ugly truths and still lean in anyway—I would tattoo that shit on my body.
The scenes between them are alchemy. Sometimes tender enough to squeeze feels out of me, sometimes filthy enough I was mentally tossing panties straight in the trash. The tenderness sharpened the smut, the smut cracked open the tenderness, and I lived for every damn second of it.
The plot had me spiraling—notes, gasps, muttering “shut the fuck up” in public. It danced right on the edge of paranormal, only to rip the curtain down with explanations that were somehow worse because they were so real. Smart, sharp, addictive. I was scribbling mental notes, side-eyeing every shady adult, and shrieking when the rug yanked out. The reveals weren’t neat little bows—they were jagged edges and rotting secrets, just enough closure to satisfy me but still haunting long after.
Listen, by my standards this book is not smutty. At all. Barely a sprinkle. But when it hit …. JFC. Call FEMA because the flood warnings were going off. Panty casualties in the double digits, hydration levels critical, and me feral enough to chew drywall. It wasn’t about quantity—it was about impact. High precision, high devastation, and every filthy line carved itself into my brain.
This book is the full package: delicious angst, a mystery that ate my brain, characters with emotional maturity (hallelujah), and trust + honesty that melted me down. I laughed, I swore, I shrieked, I counted panty casualties, and I highlighted entire paragraphs just because they hurt so good. And RuNyx, you muthafuckin menace—why the hell do you write side characters with so much flavor if you’re not going to give me their books? Aditi and Baron….. I’d devour the hell out of that story. I’d read another 400 pages of this world just for scraps of Melissa too. It’s criminal, dangling potential series bait in my face and then saying “standalone.” Not
Series Status: Standalone, and somehow not even that smutty—but the few filthy scenes we got had me running through panties like it was a full-blown marathon..
We Have:
✅ M/F romance
✅ Dual POV
✅ Dark academia vibes
✅ Secret societies
✅ Slow-burn obsession
✅ Brutal honesty + trust goals
✅ Mystery that spirals, twists, and sucker-punches
✅ Angst woven into every reveal
✅ Side characters begging for their own books
✅ Wet panties: limited edition, high impact
Jesus fucking Christ, this book wrecked me in the best way. RuNyx writes MMCs like they’re forged from pure intensity— Add a filthy mouth and a protective streak that goes nuclear, and you’ve got a man who is addictive page after page. This book had me feral from page two. That backstory already had me cussing out loud, and it only spiraled from there.
Salem is my queen. She begins like a ghost—present but not alive, fitting in without ever belonging. Her voice is brutally logical, matter-of-fact in her pain, but then you catch those little cracks of tenderness and it’s devastating. Watching her open up, learning to trust, choosing things not because it’s safe but because she’s brave enough to risk it—god, it was beautiful. I wasn’t “in her shoes” or imagining myself in her place. I was lucky enough to witness her becoming—raw, jagged, unflinching. And it wrecked me in the best way.
Caz. That filthy, dangerous chaos. He doesn’t try to fix her or wrap her in bubble wrap. He meets her in the dark, matches her honesty, lays his own fears bare, and just lets her be. Their communication and their honesty are revolutionary. Those conversations where they spill the ugly truths and still lean in anyway—I would tattoo that shit on my body.
The scenes between them are alchemy. Sometimes tender enough to squeeze feels out of me, sometimes filthy enough I was mentally tossing panties straight in the trash. The tenderness sharpened the smut, the smut cracked open the tenderness, and I lived for every damn second of it.
The plot had me spiraling—notes, gasps, muttering “shut the fuck up” in public. It danced right on the edge of paranormal, only to rip the curtain down with explanations that were somehow worse because they were so real. Smart, sharp, addictive. I was scribbling mental notes, side-eyeing every shady adult, and shrieking when the rug yanked out. The reveals weren’t neat little bows—they were jagged edges and rotting secrets, just enough closure to satisfy me but still haunting long after.
Listen, by my standards this book is not smutty. At all. Barely a sprinkle. But when it hit …. JFC. Call FEMA because the flood warnings were going off. Panty casualties in the double digits, hydration levels critical, and me feral enough to chew drywall. It wasn’t about quantity—it was about impact. High precision, high devastation, and every filthy line carved itself into my brain.
This book is the full package: delicious angst, a mystery that ate my brain, characters with emotional maturity (hallelujah), and trust + honesty that melted me down. I laughed, I swore, I shrieked, I counted panty casualties, and I highlighted entire paragraphs just because they hurt so good. And RuNyx, you muthafuckin menace—why the hell do you write side characters with so much flavor if you’re not going to give me their books? Aditi and Baron….. I’d devour the hell out of that story. I’d read another 400 pages of this world just for scraps of Melissa too. It’s criminal, dangling potential series bait in my face and then saying “standalone.” Not