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What it’s about:
A gilded cage is still a cage.
From the womb, she was owned. Shula Kelley was signed away before her first breath, just like everyone else in secessionist Texas. She was called beautiful like it meant something important. Like it would get her a kind husband, or one less cruel. She hoped Jared Agnesson was kind.
And the devil you know is still the devil.
As punishment for his son’s rebellion, the patriarch of the Agnesson clan claimed Shula for his own. And she saw only one way out. Shula had a plan, but she didn’t realize it would require a savior.
Suffer not the sins of the father.
First acts of rebellion open doors that are best left closed. Until Jared walked through it. Her savior. But how can she truly love when she only knows obedience?
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He had been told long before he was to take a bride that it was important–imperative–to assert his place on top of her, between spread thighs, claiming relentlessly that which belonged to him. Her opinion forever insignificant.
He had never been told that a thirst so indelible could suffocate every blessed second. That an unsated hunger would leave him unsettled and a little terrified.
That he would need those same thighs to spread for want of him.
It had been several months, but the gift of her was still overwhelming.
“Did your mother ever call you Shulamith,” Jared asked innocently. He had been watching her for a short time as she methodically and efficiently chopped the onions, carrots, and potatoes for their stew. She was more adept with the large knife than even he was. He wasn’t quite sure why kitchen work made such a difference. Maybe it didn’t, and Shula was just very good with her hands.
He didn’t know why he enjoyed watching it.
She gasped as the knife slipped from her grasp and she nicked the tip of her fingertip holding down an onion. He was at her side grasping her hand with muttered apologies. He had meant to shock her with his new found knowledge, but he hadn’t meant to hurt her. She pressed her lips together, because she didn’t want to complain.
She gasped again when he pressed her finger in his mouth. “I won’t tell anyone,” he whispered.
“How did you find out?” She was afraid she might cry. She hated being named for a harem girl. She liked to believe that her mother did it to make a point.
“I didn’t really. Your name. Shula. I’ve never heard it. I looked through some genealogy information online and no one on either your mother or your father’s side shared that name. But, everyone had sacred names. First and middle. I saw a smudge by yours.”
“Father. He was ashamed. He tried to change it. But, it was too long–”
He found himself wanting her to want him. Was it fair for him to ask for that when she hadn’t a choice previously? He frowned and stepped back a few inches.
She dropped her hands from his shoulders. “Have I done something to…displease you?”
He opened his mouth, then closed it. It took a few moments to speak. “You are my wife.”
She nodded, unsure of his point.
“We didn’t get to choose, but I was happy at the wedding, unexpected though it was.” He stepped in close to her again, and her legs spread for him. He pressed both fists on either side of her hips. “You were my punishment, and I think it’s the grandest cosmic joke ever.”
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Initially published as a series of novellas titled Sins of Lethe, Covet Not: The Complete Sins of Lethe by Arden Aoide has been edited and republished as a standalone novel.
I read the Sins of Lethe novellas as they were originally published, and I have to say that reading the re-edited, standalone version is much better. There is no waiting for the next installment, and the story flows better in this new version.
Set in the year 2250. Texas has seceded from the US, and it is a country of its own replete with border crossing patrols/limitations. Women are subjugated to any male family member—by blood or marriage. They have no rights; they are chattel. Women are discouraged from learning and reading, and they are forbidden to read the Bible. The Bible is used as a means of controlling everyone’s behavior; everyone outside of Texas’ borders is considered a sinner (think Sodom and Gomorrah).
This isn’t a romance per se. It is futuristic and yet a throwback to the past. It is provocative. It is corrupt absolute power, control and sadism. It is hope for change. Covet Not is social-commentary on gender bias, bullying, using religion to control the behavior, and general hypocrisy. There is a generous amount of sex, strong language, and some very disturbing violence, most of which is included to paint a picture of the patriarch, James, and his abuse of the absolute power he wields.
This tale of the struggle against oppression, features the Agnesson clan. James is the cruel, sadistic patriarch who will stop at nothing to get what he wants. He ruled the roost even before his wife died. His boys rightfully fear him. Their new wives are the catalyst for change. The sons desire to live life by their own rules and to protect their wives from James. The couples struggle to establish their marital relationships under James’ watchful eye. Their travels outside the family compound expose them to multitudes of opportunities that we take for granted in the modern world (i.e., internet access, freedom of speech, education for women). Sophia, a Texas and family outsider with revenge on her mind, provides the wherewithal and cunning to end James’ tyranny.
The book is excellent and a far cry from most contemporary literature. Covent Not is a dark, twisted and wonderfully different book, and it is absolutely brilliant. Aoide’s Covet Not is reminiscent of Bradbury and Orwell with a highly sexual twist.
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About the author: Arden Aoide lives in San Antonio, Texas, with her husband, two daughters, and three cats. Turn ons include men who cry during sex, long walks on the beach, and talking about herself in the third person. Turn offs include mean people and trying to figure out how to write an interesting author bio.
She doesn’t write about the typical men you normally read about in erotic romance novels. She likes her men brainy and just this side of manic.
She’s an introvert, she loves coffee, Internet, British television, and pot stickers. And pie. She loves pie.
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