Down the rabbit hole…

Wife. Mother. Reader.

Forbidden Queen.

I developed my love for reading at 12 years old. It was the summer of 1999 and I was tuned into the WB to watch the season 3 finale of Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Little did I know how much that episode would affect the rest of my life. Angel – THE love of Buffy’s life. Left her, and Sunnydale behind to move to L.A… Forever!

Twelve year old me was crushed guys, like you don’t understand and I’m not even sure I could explain it. To this day I still believe that was truly my first heart break. I was shattered. In order to ease my unbearable sadness, I took to that wonderful 90’s web (Google wasnt even a thing yet) and you know what I discovered?


Wonderful, often times terrible, yet occasionally remarkable, fanfiction. Tales that allowed me to change the story in my head to WHATEVER I WANTED! I was elated, it felt as though I had discovered my very own super power. Of course content ratings didn’t really exist back then, especially not on the web. Needless to say, I was exposed to some pretty explicit material, far earlier than I should have been. (Oh, how the mother in me now cringes.) Lets just say I can guarantee you that EVERYTHING I learned about sex, came from reading.

I spent most of my teens hidden away behind a computer endlessly searching for new content to read. It wasnt until I was in my twenties that I really discovered romance novels, and wouldn’t you know it was a forbidden one too. It was “On the Island” by Tracey Garvis-Graves, I had downloaded it (for free) off of Amazon onto one of those new eReader things. HA!

Ever since then I have absolutely devoured every love story I could get my hand on. I wish I was better at keeping up with goodreads, but truth is I’m fucking terrible at it. Just to throw a number out there, I would guess that I easily read a 100 books a year. My favorite of course being forbidden romance, however over the years I have ventured out and read most of the sub-genres.

Now that I’m a bit older, and Romance novels are a tad less taboo (Thanks, E.L. James). I wanted to find a way to share my love of these characters and all of their stories.


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