
The Painting by Liam Llewellyn
Wait, so I have to be a Satanist in order to understand this story?

Wait, so I have to be a Satanist in order to understand this story?
This one is inconvenienced by its lack of believable romance.
Don’t ask me where volume two is.
Is the author trolling me with such a title?
You can’t get more po’ white trash than a heroine who is knocked up by her husband’s daddy, that’s for sure.
I came here for the sexy, and I left totally bored out of my mind.
I’m not expecting superheroes to be PhD holders or strategic geniuses, but oh my goodness, these ones are dumb.
I don’t want to imagine what the inspiration for this thing is.
It’s a season of… oh, just hand me my drink.
The author writes well, but forgot to include a payoff in this story.