Insert joke about the book being the real “affliction.”

Welcome to the book that really confirms that LKH can’t write for shit anymore, no matter what. Sure, Incubus Dreams and Danse Macabre were completely stupid and plotless, but that was because LKH had decided that she could just write her sexual fantasies and sell them as urban fantasy. This book is meant to be an action packed thriller…Instead it’s just a whole book of people kissing Anita’s enormous ass, having pissing contests w/ her, and the regurgitated “my dad is dying, so come home with me!” subplot from Blood Noor. So come with me on a journey of suckiness…


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