“You keep me here, locked away, not knowing I do the same to you. So which of us is the monster?”
Ordinarily, I don’t read romances and Love Unfortunate is most definitely a romance, but a truly twisted one. There is a brilliant lushness to Claudia D. Christian‘s language and a constant subtextual tension that pulls you through this desperate tale with an almost calculated cruelty. You just know it isn’t going to end well, but getting there is going to be delicious from start to finish.
There is also a dreamlike quality to the way Christian presents time to her readers, coaxing them into the same rhythm as her characters who, being outside the natural world, seem to experience reality one sexually charged, hunger driven, misery laced moment at a time.
It would not be correct to call this vampire erotica. It is, but it’s more than that. There is a very dark streak of sadomasochism that pervades the mood of the tale without every becoming cliched or theatrical. In the end it is a passionate story of reaching for the unreachable until the muscles tear, and then reaching just that little bit further. You’ll never read anything like this.
Love Unfortunate is available as an e-book from her store or as a Kindle book on Amazon