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After Mrs Hamilton by Clare Ashton

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This book is a Pandora’s Box of surprisingly gifts of wonder! It took me half 2 days and 1 full night to read this magnificent Lesbian  novel! The main story is covered between present and past by the new generation being mislead by the past generation, yet destiny has the way of love to spread truth through lies on how the past hurts the present, mothers hurt children, yet one tenant remains the main suspense and the best character whatsoever! It is one of those books that doesn’t let you leave it from your hand. Every chapter holds a new twist, every lifestory stumbles into the other and love brings to light the worst of the past and the best of the present. Dark clouds of the past infuriatingly attack Mrs. Hamilton, dragging her soul in turmoil,while the most beautiful ray of love stumbles into her heart  with the most beautiful woman she could see, yet could she love Clo by forgiving the past ? The present containts characters with apparently no string to each other but passion and...

Carmilla - The female Vampire Story before Dracula

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At the end of the world...will you find me? „Carmilla” captured me in an amazing dark read, I must say I was impressed by the richness of the vocabulary of such a few pages write. The story and the characters, alltogether with the environment, are brilliantly exposed in an very unique and special way, somehow typicall for the 19 th century British novelists :  the way it was written was in such a possession of words that captures imagination,  reveals strong sensations and reflects the power of  the character, dark ones are always surrounded by a black mist of mystery and sensuality, although there’s the mystery and sensuality of death, as you can guess  the story, yet remain in awe if she get’s caught or will  live forever. “You must come with me, loving me, to death; or else hate me, and still come with me.”  „ Sometimes after an hour of apathy, my strange and beautiful companion would take my hand and hold it with a fond pressure, renewed again and again; blushing softly, gazing in ...