I am a slave to desires not mine. Powers hold me in thrall and demand I obey. I do not obey. Lol OKAAAAAY. So. What Drama Sonya meant to say with those lines is that the goddess of the anthology…
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Damn Human is Writing Smut Again
Cat Zulejka here. If you don’t know me, educate yourself below: I am the most beautiful cat ever. Not even flowers can compare. Confirm: I have claws that can drive fear into the fiercest heart: And I am capable of…
The Bittersweet, Tragic, and Depraved Love Lives of Villains
You ever wonder about the villain’s side of a story? Why they did what they did and if they were truly depraved or just broken, and if anyone ever loved them at all? Well, an anthology is coming out to…
Can you untwist from a twisted situation?
So! Because life is currently punching me in the balls (erm, not that I actually have balls), I am doing another book review this week! I know I’ve been putting off my “How to Topple a Dystopia” post, but it’s…
In Soft Bloom: Blood Mercy
Those waiting to learn how to topple a dystopia will have to wait longer; I am STRUGGLING trying to get the post right because I need to be hopeful. Feel free to write me with ideas or encouragement if you…
No Darkness Today
This week, the darkness is on haitus. You get a lucky escape. And rather than a book review, you get pictures of Prague from my walk home from my swing dance class. Because occasionally I’m in a social mood–only, since…
The Arrogant Assassin and the Iron Queen
I’m so bad! I lied. I promised to help you topple the world and, instead, I had so much fun reading a series that I was briefly brainwashed into happiness! So, let’s simmer on the revolution for this week and…
Feast Yourselves on A Court of Crows…
To hide from the terrible things in the world, I will attempt to wreak a bit of joy before I return to the real world in my next post [which will be the incendiary and hope-reviving “8 steps to toppling…
The Dark and Crazy Writer
Her spirit was the wrong shape: she never quite managed to squeeze it into the puzzle of her world, where she never belonged–never fit. She looked fine, sure, even pretty in all that diffuse light at royal dances, under fiery…
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