During the pandemic, I’ve been expanding my reading horizons and (re)discovered my love for romance novels.
Initially I considered them a guilty pleasure, but honestly I feel *zero* guilt. They’ve been a delightful way to give my stressed brain a rest. They help me work through emotions. And the writing (something that often gets dinged when it comes to romance) is on par with commercial fiction.
And you know what I learned? There’s an entire cohort of readers who adooooore romance, for good reason: there’s something for everyone—chaste, completely filthy, and everything in between—it’s an easy and safe way to dip a toe in the mouth (err, I mean water) of exploring different kinks, and there’s no shame in any of it. What’s not to love?!
SHARED by Maisie Beasley was one of the more… shall we say, exploratory? reads of my romance adventure. This little MFM novella is full of steam! 🔥While a short read, the characters came to life and the dialogue was legit—not cheesy or overdone. It was like dropping into the middle of a movie, but only for the good parts. You knew these characters had history, you got a little backstory, and you’re there for the journey through this moment in time.
And when I say steamy, holy cats. Prepare yourself. This one makes you glance up from the page, look around to see if anyone is noticing the rosy hue suddenly gracing your cheeks, then nestle deeper into your reading spot to keep going.
Anyway, it was a delight, and don’t ever let anyone make you feel a certain way for liking what you like—whether that’s music, or clothes, or books, or even what happens in the bedroom. And with that, I hope you have an adventurous weekend!