Dionne Galace

I guess this guy is kind of hot… in a golden, slightly sun-damaged, younger Paul Hogan sort of way. I’m a little confused, though. If it’s hot enough that he just has to take off his shirt, then why is he wearing black leather pants? Black absorbs heat, dummy. His junk must be baking in [...]

Kick off your shoes and sharpen your knives, kids, it’s time for another baby cover! Yay! What does “by default” mean, anyway? The Oxford English Dictionary defines “default” as: • noun 1 failure to fulfil an obligation, especially to repay a loan or appear in a law court. 2 a pre-selected option adopted by a [...]

So I woke up this morning and my boobs were feeling sore and I was feeling fat. I mean, orca fat. In addition to that, my back hurt, I was jonesing for a carnitas burrito, I got a giant zit on my chin… and I was starting to think that this baby is kind of [...]

There are bad covers and then the are covers that will yank you out of sleep in the middle of the night, screaming. This is that cover. Nevertheless, I was intrigued enough by the sheer nightmare-inducing qualities of the cover that I just had to look it up. This is what I found. Subject: F/F, [...]

This shit is hot, y’all. Who’s jealous of this cover? This is definitely an example of “pushing the envelope” without being vulgar or nasty. The bitch don’t look like an anorexic heroin addict, either. She got some meat to her. Whoo-hoo. Congratulations, Morgan Hawke! Shake ya tailfeather!