My Review: My Time in the Affair by Stylo Fantôme

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Synopsis

~Mischa~

I made a conscious decision to cheat on my husband.

Now, before you judge me, hear my story. Hear how much I'm like you, how similar my thoughts are to your own. Yes, I'm a horrible person. Yes, I've done horrible things. Yes, I don't deserve forgiveness. Yes, bad things happened because of my actions.

But I'm willing to bet I've done things that maybe, just maybe, you have thought of doing.

Maybe, just maybe, you're not as innocent as you'd like to think.

Or maybe I'm not so guilty ...

My Review

My Time in the affair is a standalone novel by Stylo Fantôme.

“You were never forbidden fruit to me – you were just an apple that needed to be plucked.”

I know what the title of this book implies, and that some readers would turn this book away based on it.  But, I need to tell you, this was absolutely one of the greatest love stories. It wasn’t always pretty or black and white. However, it brought out all colors of the rainbow and painted a new world for all involved.

Sex in a bathroom, check.  Blowjob in a taxi, check. I’m crossing all kinds of personal boundaries tonight.

Mischa has lived in a dead marriage with her best friend for too long.  She longs for more, dreams of something better, hopes to feel again.  Tal is a stunningly handsome and debonair man that loves to bide his extra time with women. He is comfortable in his job and extra-curricular activities.  He has no need for the complications of a relationship or all of the baggage it brings with it.

“I’m here with you. Be strong. If you need me, come find me.”

Amazing. Stupendous. Emotion-filled.  My Time in the Affair was easily one of the best books I’ve ever read.  It made me laugh, cry, sweat, sob, and pant. The writing was a breath of fresh air, opening the door for me to connect with characters and feel their story, experiencing a love that surpassed time and space. It was one of the most worthwhile and pleasing escapes.

I was drunk on him.  High on him. I wanted to swallow him down, inhale him, inject him. I wanted him to live under my skin and change my DNA. I wanted to live in his air and breathe his passion.

Excerpt

Mischa

I wanted him to save me.

I wanted to be baptized in his skin, purified in his love.  I was a sinner, or worse.

I wanted him to make me whole.

I wanted him to take away the pain and the guilt and the hurt and the wrong.

I was blinded by him, with him, to him.

I wanted him to save me.

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