It took some time but I’m no longer wary of fantasy erotica. While there’s nothing to be scared of, erotica of any kind had a stigma for a long time. Until E.L. James brought us Fifty Shades of Grey, to read erotica was a little frowned upon. At least among people I knew, it was.
I ordered this book years ago without properly reading the blurb but already knowing that Karen Marie Moning was an author that had to be read. To this day I wonder how I honed in on the word “fantasy” and completely blocked out any notion of sex when I read the blurb before buying it.
During our recent move, I dug this book out of the depths of storage and now it sits proudly on my bookshelf. Unread, but there nonetheless.
“MacKayla Lane’s life is good. She has great friends, a decent job, and a car that breaks down only every other week or so. In other words, she’s your perfectly ordinary twenty-first-century woman. Or so she thinks . . . until something extraordinary happens.
When her sister is murdered, leaving a single clue to her death–a cryptic message on Mac’s cell phone—Mac journeys to Ireland in search of answers. The quest to find her sister’s killer draws her into a shadowy realm where nothing is as it seems, where good and evil wear the same treacherously seductive mask. She is soon faced with an even greater challenge: staying alive long enough to learn how to handle a power she had no idea she possessed—a gift that allows her to see beyond the world of man, into the dangerous realm of the Fae. . . .
As Mac delves deeper into the mystery of her sister’s death, her every move is shadowed by the dark, mysterious Jericho, a man with no past and only mockery for a future. As she begins to close in on the truth, the ruthless Vlane—an alpha Fae who makes sex an addiction for human women–closes in on her. And as the boundary between worlds begins to crumble, Mac’s true mission becomes clear: find the elusive Sinsar Dubh before someone else claims the all-powerful Dark Book—because whoever gets to it first holds nothing less than complete control of the very fabric of both worlds in their hands. . . .”
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Having reviewed a whole other fantasy erotica series last year – again, fairly unknowingly, will I ever learn? – I’m confident about dipping a toe into these waters again. It’s a crime that this hardback book has gone unread for so long.
With several ARCs to address before I get to this one, it might be a while before I read it. However, I’m hoping to put a new reading system in place so I can keep track of my reading schedule. The dreamer in me is a bit offended that I want to regiment such a joyful activity this way, but the ambitious drill sergeant is having none of it. After all, I would lose my head if it weren’t screwed on.
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