You know that book that’s been eyeing you from your TBR pile, silently judging you for months? Love is a Curse was that book for me. And let me tell you, I'm thrilled I finally took the plunge. I expected a light read—boy, was I wrong! Instead, I found myself knee deep in a gothic atmosphere so thick with malevolence that I considered putting on a nightlight 🤣

Keith Stuart masterfully weaves beautiful lines and profound ideas into a mysterious narrative that kept me flipping pages like my life depended on it. I may be wrong, but it felt like the author himself is a fan of horror, and if that’s the case, it definitely shone through. I especially loved the references to Mary Shelley—not just because she wrote Frankenstein in Bath, where the book is set, but also because she and her husband were fascinated by the occult. The séances in the story were reminiscent of the ones they attended, adding an extra layer of eerie authenticity.

Despite a few slower sections, particularly those lengthy letters, they were essential for piecing together the family's tangled history and generational trauma. In the end, the book delivered a captivating experience that kept me hooked.