Hi! I’m Mandy—your friendly neighborhood book devourer, cryptid enthusiast, and smut connoisseur.
I started this blog because I needed a place to scream (lovingly) about all the monstrous men, morally questionable mates, and why choose books that have completely ruined my standards. If it has tentacles, wings, claws, or multiple growly boyfriends who are also into each other? Count me in. If it doesn’t? I might still read it… but only if someone gets claimed in a cave.
I read an unhealthy amount of why choose romance, especially the kind where everyone gets a happy ending (wink). I’m here for the found families, the chaotic group dynamics, the slow burns, the fast burns, the “oops we’re scent-matched now” tropes, and anything that makes me scream “JUST KISS ALREADY” into my Kindle at 2 a.m.
You’ll find honest (and probably slightly feral) reviews here—no star rating inflation, just vibes. Expect spice scale breakdowns, chaos rankings, and lots of thoughts about tail placement.
Welcome to the den. May your TBR be endless and your book boyfriends monstrous.