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A review by pearlymoons
Binding 13 by Chloe Walsh
0.0
Every time her dad beat her, I bust out laughing!
This is the single most awful book I’ve ever read in this cursed world, and here are some examples to prove that:
Article 1: “Wearing a bra was a waste of time, considering I didn't have much to conceil and what I did have were perky and stayed up on their own.”
Article 2: “every massaging duel of our tongues, until I was purring in his arms, rocking my body against him impatiently”
Article 3: “My eyes flicked to the danger zone and my mouth ran dry. So that's why people referred to it as pitching a tent. I wasn't sure that statement applied to this particular breed of teenage boy because Johnny wasn't just pitching a tent in those jocks-he was pitching a marquee.”
Article 4: "According to his dad, it was blocking Johnny's sperm cord or some horrific fucking catastrophe like that…Johnny had something called an athletic pubalgia”
I just wanted to include that last bit to emphasize how fucking stupid the idea of his penis’s health being the main plot point of this entire fucking garbage they call a book. Also the main character is the most stuck up pick-me little bitch I’ve ever heard of, all “uwu I only weigh 85 pounds when I’m 16 omg how small and cute I am, so weak and dainty”.
This is the single most awful book I’ve ever read in this cursed world, and here are some examples to prove that:
Article 1: “Wearing a bra was a waste of time, considering I didn't have much to conceil and what I did have were perky and stayed up on their own.”
Article 2: “every massaging duel of our tongues, until I was purring in his arms, rocking my body against him impatiently”
Article 3: “My eyes flicked to the danger zone and my mouth ran dry. So that's why people referred to it as pitching a tent. I wasn't sure that statement applied to this particular breed of teenage boy because Johnny wasn't just pitching a tent in those jocks-he was pitching a marquee.”
Article 4: "According to his dad, it was blocking Johnny's sperm cord or some horrific fucking catastrophe like that…Johnny had something called an athletic pubalgia”
I just wanted to include that last bit to emphasize how fucking stupid the idea of his penis’s health being the main plot point of this entire fucking garbage they call a book. Also the main character is the most stuck up pick-me little bitch I’ve ever heard of, all “uwu I only weigh 85 pounds when I’m 16 omg how small and cute I am, so weak and dainty”.