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Wuthering Nights is a retelling of the classic Wuthering Heights but with erotica added to it.
I will start by saying I have read Wuthering Heights and I hated it. The characters were detestable, the plot crappy and I finished it only so I could say I had read it. When I saw this retelling of the story but with erotica added, it had been many years since I read the original, so I decided to give it a go. From what I remember, Miller does a good job of retelling Brontë’s book very well. The characters are still detestable and the plot ridiculous, but I kept reading because I wanted to see what other naughtiness would be added to the story. And naughtiness there definitely is! While Heathcliff is still a total asshat I did enjoy the things the author had him doing as far as BDSM goes. They seemed completely in character with a jerkwad like him. Catherine and the other women in this story panting after Heathcliff are total twats. I especially hate Catherine, spoiled, selfish, self-centered, little bitch that she is. Yeah, I remember these characters from the original. Love story?! I think not! There is no love in any of the relationships in this or the original. Obsession is more the word I would use, not love. Ugh! Anyway, the erotica is skillfully woven into the fabric of the story so it doesn’t seem out of place or shoehorned in for dramatic effect.
If you are the type of person who is faithful to the original then you’ll probably hate this story. If you’re looking for a classic retelling with much naughtiness added then this should fit the bill nicely.