This book suffers real bad from being marketed as one thing and actually being something else. Based off of the synopsis, I genuinely expected Noelle (our main character) to be having (or maybe it would be more accurate to say using) sex to either heal from her religious trauma, or confront said trauma and the repressed emotions its brought about. Instead, this book really doesn’t do that. Sure the exploration of religious trauma is there but that’s all done through very dialogue-heavy scenes of Noelle and Moses (our apparent vampire) just walking around Scotland, talking. I think this book has an unflinching character dissection of Noelle—she’s equal parts a victim and a villain, which was interesting to navigate—but I don’t think it was enough to endear me to this book. Honestly, my unmet expectations really got in the way here LMAO… maybe I’ll reread it in the future when I’m in the specific mood for Weird White Woman literature.