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Review: Into My Silhouette: Discovering the Dark

Into My Silhouette: Discovering the Dark Into My Silhouette: Discovering the Dark by Becca Noire
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

Disclaimer: I was given a free ARC in exchange for my honest review.

Becca lives the life a lot of us do—divorced, raising a teenager, wading through the disappointing world of online dating. But then she strikes the jackpot with John... or at least she thinks she does.

I am not a frequent reader of erotica, but when I do I end up really loving it or really hating it. If you're like me and the dumpster fire of 50 Shades of Grey turned you off of the genre, please take this as my personal invitation to dive back in—because this was outstanding. Becca is so real because you know her. Maybe you are her. Or maybe she's a wittier version of you (at least that was the case with me). There are no Mary Sues here, just a real woman falling down the rabbit hole, feeling what is happening to her, but helpless to stop herself. So many of us go through life with longing, and when we finally get what we have been dreaming of, how many of us would have the courage to run away when it got too deep? We all like to think we would, but it rarely ends up that way. The mastery of this writing is that we feel every bit of Becca's journey and we are left with the sinking feeling that if it were us in that situation, it probably would have ended up the same way. And with all the smokin hot intense sex scenes, maybe... just maybe... it was all worth it in the end. Definitely put this one on your to-read shelf.

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