Snuff by Bonny Capps

Genre: Horror Erotica

Age: 18+

Triggers: There are so many triggers in this one, it’s horror erotica. I am throwing out there as a warning. There are many disturbing acts in this book please be aware of it.

I had to question my evolution on books. I didn’t understand what was happening in this one. I have read many, I mean many taboo and dark books. I loved more than that. This was…

This book is not just dark – it’s horrific, depraved and disturbing. If you do not enjoy books containing blood, guts, taboo and more – this book is not for you


I remember the days when it was me and the ice.

The jarring sounds that my skates would make when they’d slice through my frozen stage… remembering my mother’s smiling face as she watched me perform. 

She was so proud. 

She was the best.

Then she was taken suddenly. I never even got to say goodbye.

It was her wish that I go to Russia to discover my roots, and I did.

I never, in a million years, would foresee what would happen after that.
In order to survive, sometimes you have to do things that you’re not proud of.

My entire life has been a performance. At first, it was the ice.
And now… it’s behind an 8 millimeter camera.

Sophia was a 17-year-old young girl who was an ice skater. She was amazing at her craft and could go pro until the day her mother died. Everything seemed to fall apart around her. With no real choice but to abide by her mother’s wishes and move to Russia with her uncle. Sophia wanted to settle into a new life in a country she has only heard of.

“I know about love, Dimitri. You don’t love me. You don’t care for me. You simply want to own me … control me … render me soulless. That isn’t love. Love is beautiful. It isn’t pinning down someone’s wings—it’s setting them free.”


Dimitri the son of one of the most power Russian mobsters. He is depraved and psychotic. The level of sickness is amazing and jaw dropping.

“Because she’s perfect, and I’m flawed. She sees me as a monster, and I see her as an angel. How are we ever to see eye to eye?”

I am throwing this out here friends. This book has me sitting there with wide eyes. I do not get triggered like ever but there were moments I even closed my eyes and had to suck in a deep breath. There was so much that made me cringe. I had to stop myself and ask why I was even continuing. I really did. It got worse when I questioned myself at the end of the book and looked around.

I was ashamed but I did plow through it. The writing was amazing, I am not even going to lie here if it wasn’t, I wouldn’t have gone further, and I wouldn’t be sitting here thinking about finishing the series. I can’t promise I will because there were so many things in this book that made my heart clench.

I have to bow my head to Bonny though, her writing to me was flawless. I lived this book. I honestly did. I think that was the only way it could affect me the way it did. Please, please, please go into this one if you decide knowing this is NOT a romance. There is no HEA to be found, there is no redemption.

This is horror in its truest form and the first of the series. There are two others. But you can’t look at this book and not think that this cover is amazing. The writing is amazing, and I gave it three stars in the end because I didn’t know what was happening. Though I think that it was more the fact that I couldn’t stomach some of the stuff here.

Above all else, thank you for this one Bonny, you helped me discover my line. I know where I stand now. I will most likely read the rest of the series because I do need to know what is to become of Sophia. I have to know how her story ends.

P.S I needed a book hug after this one.

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