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David Meyer Meyer itibaren Meshki, Tverskaya oblast', Russia, 172508 itibaren Meshki, Tverskaya oblast', Russia, 172508

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David Meyer Meyer itibaren Meshki, Tverskaya oblast', Russia, 172508

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After I finally completed reading Forbidden, the first thing I did was exhale... I realized at that moment that however apprehensive I was, I must review this book, and preach about it's overwhelming, lustful yet tainted voice. Undoubtedly my character of choice would be Lochan Whitley. He blew me away, stole my heart and imparted his pure, conflicted and still very sensual vibes right into it. I feel that he is someone who may continue to reside in my mind till the day I grow wings and fly away, or even maybe just sink down into hell.. Whatever! The dude's coming with me, end of!!! Everyone here's writing about incest, I still want to rave a little about Lochan, so here's my reluctant and veeeeerrrry brief view about it... It's really gross! There! Now with that out of the way, I just have one more task to chuck off my shoulders... Maya was nice too, it's just that she was a far more sober than her brother, and a little too clingy and pushy to seem wholly appealing, but whatever, maybe it's just that I loved her brother so much, that she'd warped into a rival in my eyes. I know, I know! You may be all like, "Duuuude you totally like a guy who banged his sister!" Well i'd say, "it was totally his slutty sister that pushed him off the brink, and insisted they partake in such bigoted, grave matters!" It's true too, his agitation and hesitancy to continue loving Maya was about as blatant as the Statue of Liberty is big! So I got some advice for you Lochan. "Ooh Pick me! Pick me! Make it easier for yourself!" (Of course not that it really makes much of a difference after you read the ending...) Now sorry my review is so un-standardized... It's rather odd for me to do this, it's just that I've got these flurry of torrential emotions that i need to get down to untangling and understanding, before I could possibly write fairly. It's just that when you love a book too much, your views are best left un-expressed... Dunno! maybe it's just that I'm incredibly protective of them, or that love can't be put into words... it's hard to get, but read it and you may just relate... But be sure that you're not the easily queasy sort... Maya may do that to ya!