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Pretty Monster
by Sheridan Anne
That was fucked up as hell.
Everyone was fucked up, the story was fucked up, hell, I was fucked up. This book had me questioning myself half way through if I was still ok in the head for enjoying this head-empty, hundred ways of fucked up book. The plot was….hm, I don’t know how to put it. It was entertaining, surely, but I think some parts just didn’t make any sense. Low-key stupid too. The anticipation of the identity of the stalker wasn’t really there for me as it was pretty obvious who it was but this book still managed to give me some exciting moments. I so didn’t expect the MC to be a full-on psychopathic serial killer going into the book, but damn, despite all the logic in this world telling me that this book was fifty shades of wrong, I couldn’t help it. I swallowed this book whole.
Something is seriously wrong with me. What the hell? I mean this book had no character development. It was just porn. A twisted porn, a porn nonetheless. But damn, what a book. What was the writer on about, when she wrote this book? I mean I get it, mafia romance, dark romance, the MCs are all kinda like..borderline serial killer. But having an MC who got off on killing people was…let’s just say it was a surreal experience.
At least he wasn’t a cheater..or a r*pist..but..
Ah, I’m out. I’m out.
Everyone was fucked up, the story was fucked up, hell, I was fucked up. This book had me questioning myself half way through if I was still ok in the head for enjoying this head-empty, hundred ways of fucked up book. The plot was….hm, I don’t know how to put it. It was entertaining, surely, but I think some parts just didn’t make any sense. Low-key stupid too. The anticipation of the identity of the stalker wasn’t really there for me as it was pretty obvious who it was but this book still managed to give me some exciting moments. I so didn’t expect the MC to be a full-on psychopathic serial killer going into the book, but damn, despite all the logic in this world telling me that this book was fifty shades of wrong, I couldn’t help it. I swallowed this book whole.
Something is seriously wrong with me. What the hell? I mean this book had no character development. It was just porn. A twisted porn, a porn nonetheless. But damn, what a book. What was the writer on about, when she wrote this book? I mean I get it, mafia romance, dark romance, the MCs are all kinda like..borderline serial killer. But having an MC who got off on killing people was…let’s just say it was a surreal experience.
At least he wasn’t a cheater..or a r*pist..but..
Ah, I’m out. I’m out.