
Despite my love of K.J. Charles’ work in general, and several of her books in particular, this title has been in my TBR since 2017, because I need to have “read in case everything has gone to shit” books in reserve for when things, inevitably, do go to shit. (see footnote 1)
Then the lovely willa posted a link to this blog post on social media over the weekend, and that was that, I had to start it immediately.
Mind you: a good writer can parody another writer’s work, be scrupulously fair to it, and still misrepresent it in the best possible way. Therefore, heed thee these warnings:
Explicit sex on the page between two adult men; the casual xenophobic racism and antisemitism of early 1900’s England (see footnote 2); several mentions of suicide and one death by suicide on page; one incident of mental torture; several people killed on page (remember the author’s tagline, “romance with a body count”? it’s not an idle joke).
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