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Silent Vows
by Jill Ramsower
emotional
slow-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
Character
Strong character development:
No
Loveable characters:
No
Diverse cast of characters:
No
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Yes
OH MY FUCKING GOD. THIS BOOK WAS SO BAD. Torture to start, torture to finish. No plot, unlikable creepy icky characters, slow asf, no development whatsoever. Unrealistic, no romance, plot holes. The list goes on. ๐ฅฐ
Here are a couple of highlights to prove my points:
โโIโm putting your name on the inside of my wrist.โ He leaned in, his eyes anchoring me to the spot. โAnd we arenโt leaving here until my name is somewhere on you. That way, you know this is real. Nothing more real than blood and ink.โโ
abso-fucking-lutely not. Consent no?
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โโI donโt want โฆ anything โฆ between us,โ he said between kisses. โI want to see you stain my ๐ red.โ He rocked himself, rubbing his ๐ against my f***s.โโ
NOT THE VIRGIN PLOT ๐ฉธ๐
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โโIโm on my period,โ I blurted, my eyes widening in shock at my own words.
Conner lowered himself to his knees, then used his hands to spin me around so that his face was inches from my belly. Before I could protest, he leaned in and ran the bridge of his nose up my s**t, breathing in a long, languid breath as he did. When his eyes lifted again to mine, they shone with wicked triumph. โI donโt think so, little Emy. Not that it would have stopped me if you were.โโ
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Here are a couple of highlights to prove my points:
โโIโm putting your name on the inside of my wrist.โ He leaned in, his eyes anchoring me to the spot. โAnd we arenโt leaving here until my name is somewhere on you. That way, you know this is real. Nothing more real than blood and ink.โโ
abso-fucking-lutely not. Consent no?
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โโI donโt want โฆ anything โฆ between us,โ he said between kisses. โI want to see you stain my ๐ red.โ He rocked himself, rubbing his ๐ against my f***s.โโ
NOT THE VIRGIN PLOT ๐ฉธ๐
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โโIโm on my period,โ I blurted, my eyes widening in shock at my own words.
Conner lowered himself to his knees, then used his hands to spin me around so that his face was inches from my belly. Before I could protest, he leaned in and ran the bridge of his nose up my s**t, breathing in a long, languid breath as he did. When his eyes lifted again to mine, they shone with wicked triumph. โI donโt think so, little Emy. Not that it would have stopped me if you were.โโ
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