Friendly reminder to authors. Covers are important. Your opinion can differ from mine with respect to the cutesie cartoony cover (me = love ‘em), but similar cover art is never a bad thing when it comes to the ability of old geezers like myself looking for their next read. I loved The Love Hypothesis and still have Love on the Brain on the Kindle to get to eventually – and the reason it got there was because I recognized the art instantly. Honestly, I didn’t even notice Ali Hazelwood’s name on this one because . . .
But then I was chatting my weekly chat with Shelby like we do and when we finally got around to talking books after dissing our husbands for a bit she said she was reading this porny little vampyre/werewolf thing and loving it so obviously I put it on hold at the library.
Now, it’s been a hot minute since I’ve read some leechy shifter shiz, but be still my ever Twilight loving self, this was IT for me! Bonus – it even had a plot and not just smexuals (*cough knotting cough*). If you want your supernatural love to be full on NC-17 rather than PG-13, get a copy of this stat. And if you want some more werewolf smut, I recommend most anything by Suzanne Wright.
I had a pretty sever book hangover after finishing She Rides Shotgun and needed a “buffer read” before starting something new. This was exactly what I expected it to be. Except for the (view spoiler)[penetration (hide spoiler)]. Times have changed! Anyway, what can I say? I’m a pretty cheap sell when it comes to werewolf books. After all, I am the woman who not only called a radio station for weeks on end in order to win tickets to the early screening of New Moon, but who also attended said screening with her boss while wearing this shirt:
If you loved The Twilight Saga unapologetically and still like to get your teenie bopper howl on, you might find this one to be aiiiiight as well. You know. For science . . . . .
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Werewolf stories are one of the standard go-tos for me when I start to think it’s probably time to conduct some science experiments with my husband, if ya know what I’m sayin’. They tend to average about 3 Stars, follow similar storylines and one blends right into the other. But I still request them almost every time I see one available because . . . .
While there were the trademark wolfy story things like ooooooh that smell – can’t you smell that smell???? (this time it was “harvest spice, warm apple and wood smoke” for him and “dark-red fruit, coconut milk and black lace” (WTF does lace smell like?!?!?!?!) for her), a mystery to be solved, the two leads hating each other (which meant they waited until like page 2 to start banging), etc. – the difference this time was that she was a . . . . . .
That sounds like a yeast infection. Sorry husband, no science for you. Not to mention the trademark “claiming of her ass” that has to happen in all wolfporn WITH. NO. LUBE. W-T-Actual-F?!?!?!?!?!?!?
I guess he just used all that extra cheese from her taco to grease the poopshoot.
So this one didn’t work out so great for me or my sploosh factory, but Val liked it okay and she’s a better wolf ho than I am so I’m sure she’s the one who read it right.
ARC provided by NetGalley in exchange for an honest review. Thank you, NetGalley!...more
Casey’s chomping at the bit for this one, so let me puke something out right quick.
In my opinion, rarely can things go wrong when reading a werewolf porn scientific journal on modern day lycanthropy and How To Run with a Naked Werewolf held true to that line of thinking. If nothing else, these types of books are pert near guaranteed to provide a description of this feller as the leading male . . .
Generally they also require a change of underdrawers. My old lady brain is failing me and I can’t remember details regarding the sexuals, so they must not have sent my hoo on fire, but I do remember this was more of a slow burner with lots of flirty times with a storyline that was a lot of fun. Also I remember thinking a lot about stuff like this . . . .
The story here is about Anna, a former doctor turned woman on the run from her psycho ex. Up until recently Anna was hiding with Grundy wolfpack, serving as the resident doc, but when she caught word that her husband would soon be on her tail she hightailed it out of there. While trying to make her way to Alaska and a new identity waiting her, Anna has an unfortunate (*cough her car gets blown up cough*) meet/cute with Caleb - bounty hunter by day, lone wolf by night. Realizing Anna’s lack of transportation is his fault and other (no spoilsies) reasons Caleb offers Anna a lift if she doesn’t mind traveling at a meandering pace so Caleb can do his job as he makes his way to the Great North.
You know what that means, right? Plenty of time for Caleb to go all wolfy and say things like . . . .
“Mine. You stay with me.”
And also lots of shared motel rooms which meant . . . .
And talk about smelling like “fresh wind and moss” and eventually smexystuff like growly noises and wanting to get a little bitey and BOY OH BOY! . . . .
Anyway, this was a pretty decent little escape from reality. I love how werewolf books use normal human names instead of bullshit like what can be found in any given CoHo. I liked that Caleb was an alpha-ish dude who took charge, but not in a controlling freakshow type of way. I really loved how when Anna thought things weren’t okay for her she ended up being begged to . . . .
I’m sticking with 3.5 Stars just like I did for How to Flirt with a Naked Werewolf. Many thanks to the porny librarian for having this complete series to fulfill my pervey desires. I skipped Book 2 because it was about a chick wolf and . . . . well, blah. No shame here, I like the wolves with wieners. However, I dig Molly Harper’s writing so I’m hoping Better Homes and Hauntings is available for request too.
Ready to Were is the story of Essie, a woman who hightailed it out of her small Georgia town when she found out Hank, the man she thought she would be spending the rest of his life with, was spending some quality time with three other broads (simultaneously) as well. Essie moved on and never looked back, training to become a successful agent with the paranormal counsel and finding a fabulous gay vampire bestie. When women start disappearing back in Essie’s home town, she is assigned to the case. Her local point of contact? The sheriff – Hank.
If you’re looking for a light little PNR filler, this might be a winner. The entire ensemble cast of characters was entertaining, Essie wasn’t a doormat like most females in these types of stories, Hank wasn’t OTT alpha like most males, Dwayne and Grandma were quite a kick, it's short and the pacing was good, the romance believable, and the best part of all??? It’s FREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE on Kindle.
KelticKat was reading this last week and her updates are the reason I snatched this up. Thank you!!!!! ...more
Usually I request books like these from NetGalley because I have an addiction to that effing site and can’t stay away. This time, however, it’s all Val’s fault. Of course, it didn’t take much arm twisting to get me to go grab up something that might star this guy as the male lead . . .
Wait. No it doesn’t. BECAUSE I’M A FUCKING LADY AND WOULD NEVER BE VULGAR. Anyway, this was werewolves, it looked like it would make with much of the sex, the leading male was an alpha “enforcer,” the female lead was a loner and full of sass, etc. All of the things that get checked off in the “win” column when I’m reading something for science. It even had a nickname that made me LOL rather than stab a pillow (view spoiler)[White Fang – HAHAHAHAHAHAHA (hide spoiler)] (If you want a synopsis, you should probably go read an actual review instead of my picturebook, but bottom line is she’s a loner [for reasons], he is emotionally retarded [for reasons], they meet because she volunteers at a shelter and ends up in contact with a teenage runaway relative of his, they sniff a whiff of each other’s desire and honeypots and all that jazz, stuff and things happen that bring the drama, bad guy, fight fight, yada yada, much sex.)
So things went quite well for awhile . . .
“I’m not going to claim you until you’re positive in your mind that I’m your mate. But I am going to fuck you.”
3 Stars because it was quality werewolfy good times and was just as good as my first go ‘round with this author. I do have one question, though – why are her dudes all about . . .
Sh3lly takes the blame for any Ruby Dixon book you see me reading. Every. Single. Freaking. One. Of. Them. In case you haven’t met Ms. Dixon or experienced her foray in to the shifter novella, here’s a brief synopsis: These stories are below the 100 page mark and are 100% smut. And even though the leading male in this story was supposed to be not good looking (kudos to the author for that), as soon as there is talk of a 40 year old dude who turns into a bear my brain tells me it should be King Leonidas and my ladygarden is all like . . .
Sorry not sorry. Anyway, this tromp through bear country leads us to Mal and Ryann. Ryann moved to town a few years ago when she was still a teenager and Mal was smitten. However, due to the age difference he immediately told himself to simmah down nah and has avoided Ryann as much as is humanly (bearishly????) possible ever since. Well, at least to her knowledge. Sometimes he watches her from afar – but ONLY when she’s in the kitchen. I mean, he’s not a perv. Or at least that’s what he’s been able to tell himself until one night while in bear form he catches a peak of Ryann doing a little self-diddling. Before you can yell GRIZZLY, Ryann catches Mal uhhhhhhhhhhhh . . . .
That’s right. My ride with the bikers may have ended, but thanks to a plethora of perverts who have been kind enough to befriend me on GR I was also introduced to the world of werewolfbear romance. (Please note I use that term in the loosest manner possible because this is pretty porntastic.) I mean Sh3lly and Shelby and Future Jess and Monty were all like . . .
This was the story of Cole who has been pining for Adelaide for years since she moved to Pine Falls. Adelaide has been dropping some not-so-subtle hints (mainly in the form of bountiful cleavage placed in Cole’s sightline) that she’s interested in Cole, but he’s unwilling to take the bait. Cole’s problem is a big one . . .
Well yeah, that. Also he’s a werebear who is terrified he’ll break poor ol’ Adelaide in half if they get frisky and he can’t control his inner animal. Lucky for the reader Adelaide isn’t a sissy and eventually convinces Cole that they should . . .
Ha! Yeah right. More like he should let her ride that donkey donkey let her ride that donkey. (Ahhhh, the 69 Boyz. Old but gold, right?)
Anywho, this had enough of a plot that I didn’t feel 100% guilty reading it (just like 97.5%). It was also short so I wasted zero hours on it and the sex was so juicy that I was all om nom nom nom . . .
Well, actually they were butts, but they were still really unsafe for work and would probably get me banned if I used them in my “review” (FYI – there are lots of sexytimes butt pictures of Joe Manganiello on the Tumblr. LOTS.) so I had to settle for gifs like this . . .
So anyway, enough of my drunken gif hunting – let’s get to the book. This was a wolfy porno . . . errrr, excuse me – a “paranormal romance.” Wouldn’t want to be accused of being not politically correct on the ol’ Goodreads. I chose to read this one for scientific purposes. There is totally a full moon coming up plus Halloween and I have to make sure I’m prepared for any werewolves who come creeping out of the woods behind my house . . .
How to Flirt with a Naked Werewolf begins with our female lead Mo making a break from her extremely over-involved parents at nearly 30 years old. With a little money saved she decides to head as far away as possible without changing continents and winds up in Grundy, Alaska. It’s there Mo begins to find herself, make new friends, begin a new career . . . and help the naked fella who winds up on her front porch with a bear trap around his ankle?????
Turns out Cooper, the local yokel who has been the least receptive of Mo, also happens to be a werewolf . . .
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(Sidenote: What other man could possibly look sexy while holding a roll of asswipe??? I mean really.)
There’s one more thing about him too . . .
“Well, that cinched it. He was an asshole. I was definitely going to end up sleeping with him.”
Hehehehe. OF COURSE SHE IS! That’s the only reason gals like me even read this stuff. There was also some mystery involved (because there is always some sort of mystery involved in these books) about missing hikers getting killed by wolves and Cooper thinking he might be the big bad wolf and yada yada yada, but really it was all about the smex – which there wasn’t a lot of but what there was made me wanna Channing all over my Tatum . . . .
I’m giving this 3.5 Stars. Probably because I’m an asshole. If it’s on your TBR – read it. My 3.5 is the equivalent of 17.5 for any normal human. For me the story was just a bit too familiar, the mystery was solvable immediately, and it ran a touch too long. I was also hoping for something . . . more with regard to Mo’s parents and her weird “one with nature” upbringing and was a bit disappointed that it didn’t deliver . . . but maybe it does in the next book???? Who knows?
How to Flirt with a Naked Werewolf ended up on my TBR due to Casey's recommendation. Do you know Casey? She’s just about the most adorable person I’ve ever seen and she’s also a filthy, filthy pervert. Best of both worlds right there : )...more
Anywho, after a hard day scrubbing cars at the local bikini carwash Jillian has one thing on her mind – a warm shower. Actually make that two things – she also wants to have some hate sex with herself while picturing her worst customer of the day. She never expected an alien to come crashing into her yard. Said alien was a regular “Snatchasaurus"-Rex – he looked like what would happen if a Sharknado had a baby with a mutant dinosaur. And what was Jillian’s reaction to said dinosharkbeast????
Duh, right? Using a datachip (in Alf’s case) and deductive reasoning (in Jillian’s), the duo determine there's only one way for them to both get out of this situation alive. TO F*&^% THE LIVING DAYLIGHTS OUT OF EACH OTHER! And boy do they. Beginning with a tongue that would make Gene Simmons jealous and saliva that was the alien equivalent of KY Two-In-One Warming Gel, Jillian was taken to the 7th level of heaven. What wasn’t expected was Alf-Khalan’s reaction to Jillian’s pleasure . . . .
Alright alright – here’s a plot summary. (If you’ve read much werewolf stuff you’ll probably recognize it.) Ally is a lone wolf (*hyuck hyuck*). Orphaned as a child she was adopted by a “foster family” who raised her and has spent her adult years moving from pack to pack. Due to a serious case of sour grapes with the Beta female of her current pack, it’s time for Ally to move on – and due to a favor owed by Mercury Pack member Derren to Ally’s foster brother Cain, it’s up to his pack to take her in and offer her protection until Cain is released from prison. There’s only one problem – Ally is not only a shifter, but also a “Seer” – and Derren has a biiiiiiig problem with Seers. You know what that means, right?????
If you’re in to alpha males (well, technically he’s a Beta – but he likes to be in charge when it comes to quality time in the sack) and seriously taking it to pound town this one will probably be right up your alley. The plot was interesting and although I figured out early on who it was who was up to no good it kept my attention (#sploosh). Spiral of Need is also apparently a spin-off from a previous series, but there were enough snippets given regarding prior characters/scenarios that I never felt out of the mix. And as familiar as the love/hate werewolf storyline was, there were a couple of new things for me – like a gay werewolf couple. Unfortunately they were only on screen for about two pages and were only mentioned due to their love for interior decorating (way to really break the stereotype there Suzanne Wright), but at least it was acknowledged that not all werewolves would be hetero. I also learned about the most sacred gift a female were can give to her mate . . .
Anyway, if you’re like me and use the classification “Because He Looks Like A Werewolf” as a descriptor when speaking to your significant other, you should probably check this out. Examples of the aforementioned terminology are as follows:
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