Only Yesterday by Peggy Webb
You can’t be cheating on your beau if fate and destiny pushed you onto a hotter dude’s peen.

You can’t be cheating on your beau if fate and destiny pushed you onto a hotter dude’s peen.

Jason Scott Lee’s bare arse is the MVP here.

Really, sis? The author set up a premise like this just for a mundane love-love thing?

For shame, having a young Daniel Craig as the sex object but not even showing an explicit sex scene? Priorities, people!

Were not for the main cast, this one would have been a forgettable jump scare snooze festival.

This thing is pretty cringe, but I can be amused by it because I paid less than a dollar for it.

For a short story, this one sure sends out so many contradictory messages!

A guy falls for a woman that loves getting penetrated by swords. There’s an obscene joke in there somewhere, definitely.

I never imagined I would say this, but John Wick is slowly outstaying his welcome.

The biggest problem here is that it takes place in 19th century London.
