Pestilence by Laura ThalassaMy rating: 1 of 5 stars
Let’s cut to the chase: Pestilence had all the depth of a puddle in the Sahara. No plot. No tension. Just... words on a page, somehow masquerading as a story.
I kept waiting for something to happen—a twist, a revelation, even a mildly interesting conversation—but nope. Just an endless parade of nothingburger scenes that left me checking my percentage like, "Surely it gets better now?" Spoiler: It didn’t.
The only pestilence here was the boredom crawling under my skin. 1/5 ⭐—and that’s me being generous because the cover was kinda pretty.
Verdict: If you enjoy watching paint dry, this might be your jam. Otherwise, run.
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