They call me a slut. Maybe I am.
Sometimes I do things I despise.
Sometimes men take without asking.
But I have a musical gift, only a year left of high school, and a plan.
With one obstacle.
Emeric Marceaux doesn’t just take.
He seizes my will power and bangs it like a dark note.
When he commands me to play, I want to give him everything.
I kneel for his punishments, tremble for his touch, and risk it all for our stolen moments.
He’s my obsession, my master, my music.
And my teacher.
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Genre: Dark student teacher romance
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Rachel's Review~
~Nothing is inconceivable, and everything is possible. The proof is in the magic of music.
Gahhhh. Dark Notes was sooooo good. It's not as dark as you would think, though it is based on taboo and darker principles. A sexy student-teacher/bdsm story.
The writing is just phenomenal...not only is it perfectly written and wonderfully edited... the prose itself lends to seriously smooth and effortless reading. The characters are awesome. You can't help but fall for the alluring and oh so sexy Mr. Marceuax. Getting fired from his previous job for getting caught with his pants down, belt around her wrists, tie gagging her...
~I'll be able to open something inside her she has no idea exists. Pain and pleasure. Fear and arousal.
Uhm..Yes Please!
Then there's Ivory Westbrook.
~Every male in the room watches her stride along the front row of desks, and I don't have to follow suit to know what they see. Stripper-pole legs, tits almighty, and a high, round ass that flexes with each step.
Damn, I felt so bad for that girl and everything she's had to go through as well as dealing with her day to day life.
There were so many snippets that resonated with me. I loved the way so much of their relationship alluded to music. From tempo's to beats, to harmony and beyond. The ticking of a watch, the metronome, the heart beats, the rythm. Phenomenal!
~That's when I hear it. The tempo of our breaths. The drum of our heartbeats. The crackle in the air. The exquisite cadence of pulses through me, awakening sensations I've never felt, composing a melody I've never heard. Our hypnotic, dark notes.
I mean FUCK! That right there makes me speechless. HOW can someone come up with that? Damn, Pam Godwin, you are a goddess!
Most definitely one of my top reads of the year.
Meet the author
New York Times and USA Today Bestselling author, Pam Godwin, lives in the Midwest with her husband, their two children, and a foulmouthed parrot. When she ran away, she traveled fourteen countries across five continents, attended three universities, and married the vocalist of her favorite rock band.
Java, tobacco, and dark romance novels are her favorite indulgences, and might be considered more unhealthy than her aversion to sleeping, eating meat, and dolls with blinking eyes.
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