Kimmers' Taboo Tuesday Read: May 24, 2016
It’s Taboo Tuesday and this week brings you a fabulous review of Wulf Francu Godgluck’s Of Gods and Monsters: Menoetius (Of Gods and Monsters #1) by the wonderful Louis Stevens.
Of Gods and Monsters was created as part of the Goodreads M/M Romance Group project, Love’s Landscapes Stories. Where authors are given a prompt/letter, with an accompanying photo, and are asked to create a story.
If you are not part of this group, or have not seen the result of the works that manifest from it, you definitely need to check it out. Of Gods and Monsters is just one of the shining examples of creativity.
Below is the original prompt. To see the photo (NSFW) *haaaaaawwwwt* you must be signed in as a Goodreads M/M Romance Group member.
Dear Author, He calls me “Master”, but I’m the one who’s really a slave to his heart. I’m supposed to be strong, but I feel so weak every time I think about how we almost didn’t have this… how close I came to losing him… my precious boy. I’d prefer contemporary, but take it away from there! Sincerely, Wendy (wluvsbooks)
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BLURB:
Go ahead...hate me. Slaughter me against the wall. I never introduced myself as the goddamn hero. Even labeling me a pussy bad boy. I'm an imperious villain! A tyrant cut from the bone of the worst kind of monster. This is my story and I won't change it for anyone in the world, but... For him? The one who calls me Master… This is no forever fairy tale romance. This is RAW. This is ripping your heart out and trampling it till there’s nothing left but an angry bloody mess RAW. He was the one who saw through my cracks, who would suffer my pain, blood and tears, working to mend those still bleeding wounds on my soul. He stood through my violent storm, hiding the battle raging inside him, one I was too stupid to see, that was tearing apart the only man I would ever love. It took almost losing him to see that, to understand, to comprehend what he truly was to me. Mine. My precious boy. My beautiful Beo.
