![]() ![]() ![]() I honestly never know whether they would creep me out or make me tingle in all the right places, but I should have known that Ella Frank would have kicked it up a notch and set my skin on fire. But, as appealing as I find the mere idea of them, I personally also see them as extremely ‘hard sells’ in most cases. Let it be known that nothing spikes my interest like a tale of forbidden romance between a teacher and a student, its inherent illicitness and lack of control being something I am inexplicably drawn to in the books I read, the greatest allure perhaps lying in the fact that, while morally despicable in real life, in fiction, we are allowed to mentally participate in these scenarios, and even root for them. “Is it natural to picture them f*cking you?” “Addison, it’s natural to form attachments to your teachers.” ![]() What I didn’t know was that this story would end up being my undoing from the moment I realised what it was about. ![]() Once in a blue moon, I find myself starting a book with absolutely no prior knowledge of its storyline or the themes in it, excited by the possibilities and lack of expectations, and while it is always a gamble, the mere fact that this particular book was penned by an author who has never let me down, made me feel like it was a safe bet from the very beginning. ![]()
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