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I've been writing since I could first hold a pencil, and by all accounts I didn't limit myself to paper. Walls, tablecloths and the occasional sibling were all fair game, and it shouldn't be surprising to learn that markers were banned in my home with all due haste. Although I now content myself with inconveniencing electrons, the desire to bring the stories in my mind to life hasn't waned. In my spare time, I read, putter in the kitchen, and relax on my terrace or at the lake, weather permitting, with my corgi who strives to be part muse, part food disposal. I'm also addicted to coffee and have a close relationship with my Keurig.

Saturday, May 2, 2020

Collared by T.A. Moore

CollaredCollared by T.A. Moore
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

It's been a while since I read a book in one sitting, but I devoured this book in one session.

Jack, a damned ex-priest, is not a hero by any measure, nor is his demon, Math. They are, however, bound by a great deal more than a simple contract for jack's soul. The heat between them is incandescent. And while Jack doesn't bother often with hope, he still feels like this one time, he needs to do the right thing. There's a little girl involved, an innocent.

This isn't a long book, although I wanted more of it. Ms. Moore is an artist who paints with words. Her prose is rich, and savage. It grabs you by the throat and doesn't let go. I could see what she described, smell it, taste it. Ms. Moore has a gift, and while some people might think it's a bit dark, I thought it was delicious.

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