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Do you want to read my diary you nosy little devils? Have a glass of champagne (you’ll need it) and get comfortable because you’re in for some crazy shenanigans brought to you straight from the horse’s mouth.
I can be whatever you want me to be: boy, girl, a little bit of both.
If you have a problem with a man in a dress then best be off with you. If males in make-up give you the willies, then I’ll say au revoir and don’t let the door hit you on the way out.
So, who are we left with? Ah, a fine collection of curious souls. I want to tell you a tale of love, because those are the most glorious kind. I want to tell you about real love, a love that transcends labels and gender stereotypes.
The moment I first laid eyes on my Freda I knew that we were kindred. Well okay, I also knew I wanted to get into her pants, but that’s beside the point. My world was a grey place. I was at my lowest ebb. Then she came along and patches of colour began to spring forth. One day the daffodils were yellow and before I knew it, colour was everywhere, lighting up my life.
Love is not about how we appear on the outside, it’s about the soul contained within.
Our story was not a conventional one, but it was ours, and that’s what made it shine.
Killer Queen is a companion novel to L.H. Cosway’s contemporary romance, Painted Faces. It contains scenes that take place before, during and after the original story. It can also be read as a standalone.
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Killer Queen is essentially Painted Faces from Nicholas' POV with a bit before and a bit after and a few new scenes in between. While it says this can be read as a standalone, I highly recommend reading Painted Faces first. Having read the two books back-to-back, I can see that someone who hadn't read Painted Faces first would be missing out on some wonderful character building and plot building. Though a newbie would still enjoy Killer Queen, I think the experience is more complete reading Painted Faces first.
I fell in love with Nicholas and Freda in Painted Faces. Their story was beautiful and touching and unique and unconventional. Their characters were captivating and intriguing. And I loved getting it all from Freda's POV, learning about Nicholas through her. At the end, I didn't want to leave them. I wanted more. And Killer Queen gives all the more that I wanted. I loved seeing it all through Nicholas' eyes.
Here we get to see Nicholas at his low times before meeting Freda. We see how quickly he becomes enamored with her when they meet. We see their instant connection as true kindred spirits. We get all of Nicholas' thoughts along the way, which some I guessed at and some took me by surprise. We see his highs and lows, his mistakes and his charm, his sexiness and his sweetness. And then we get that beautiful ending! I was a happy, happy girl getting my fill of this lovely couple who charmed me, enamored me, and took over my heart.
Killer Queen solidified for me why I love Nicholas and why I love him and Freda together. Now there is repetition through the middle from the dialogue of scenes from Painted Faces, so for someone like me who had just read the first book, it felt a bit familiar. But I still thoroughly enjoyed being in Nicholas' head and look forward to revisiting this couple in future re-reads of both books, as they are simply wonderful. Killer Queen is a true treat for fans of this couple.
I was sitting on a stool in her kitchen as she
mixed orange cupcake frosting; she’d set me to work placing paper cake holders
into oven trays. Fred was wearing a royal blue top with a sweetheart neckline
that framed her tits to perfection. Needless to say, I was quite happy with the
scenery. She was too flustered trying to get everything ready on time to notice
my ogling, which was an added bonus.
“This is hazardous work,” I said
playfully. “A boy could give himself a paper cut. Am I going to get danger
pay?”
She raised one eyebrow as she
used a big spoon to stir. “You’re getting no pay, Viv. This is my reward for
going shopping with you the other day. I’ve never known a straight man who
enjoyed fashion as much as you. I’ve got blisters on my feet and everything.”
I chuckled and reached out to dip
two fingers in the frosting she was stirring. Then I deviously brought them to
my mouth as she watched, forming a “V” as I licked it away, my eyes levelled on
her all the while. Her breath hitched, and I saw a tiny hint of red colour her
cheeks as she studiously avoided my gaze. She knew exactly what I was
imitating, and I hoped it made her think naughty thoughts.
L.H. Cosway has a BA in English Literature and Greek and Roman Civilisation, and an MA in Postcolonial Literature. She lives in Dublin city. Her inspiration to write comes from music. Her favourite things in life include writing stories, vintage clothing, dark cabaret music, food, musical comedy, and of course, books.
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