Boy (pyromaniac) meets girl (nymphomaniac from age 12). Both hide guilty secrets and are lonely scribblers of hate-fuelled diaries. He burnt down the parental home, she caused deaths. Clearly theirs is a match made in hell.
They meet. Cold eyes gaze into cold eyes. Suddenly it’s all erotic thunder, lightning and lines such as: ‘My body ripples out in ecstasy’ etcetera. Phew!
But as this horribly compelling plot soars towards a cataclysmic climax, you do wonder how, with so much sex and skullduggery, the diabolical duo find time to write their gripping diaries?