A review by raincorbyn
Ashthorne by April Yates

4.0

The decay of empire bubbling up from septic war wounds. The rot of aristocracy eating and fucking itself to incestuous death. Steamy sapphic love and lust crossing class and taboo.
This and more in April Yates’ Ashthorne, which I read instead of sleeping last night! Worth it!

If I have a grumble, it’s a backhanded one: I wish it had been longer and given more space to the atmosphere and gruesome characters in the manor. The novella pace made it a bit breathless and frantic where a splash more dread, description, and claustrophobia might have been even better. Still, great stuff and I look forward to more from Yates!