Another post from 2008. I say post rather than review because at this point I hadn’t finished this book and I was criticising it for how easily women ‘fall in love’ in these types of stories and when someone confuses love with lust. I also want to point out that at this point in time I was going through a paranormal overdose. I’m not much of a romance reader as it is, but I was on a PR kick because I don’t mind some of the genre (as long as it’s not overly lovie dovie and doesn’t ditch the story for the romance) and I picked this one up not realising how trashy or how PR it actually was. That might sound a bit daft after reading the synopsis, but there’s a lot of synopses that don’t always match up correctly to the story and I have a lot of friends who are very much into this genre so I was curious to see what all the fuss was about by getting something a bit different in the PR genre than what I was used to (Vampires because I’m a vampire fan – not the ‘loving’ type either). Something this far into the genre is something I can’t read without having a go at or rolling my eyes at so I might sound a little bitchy at points…
I also haven’t continued on with the series by Kim Harrison that I mention because even though it was a good read and well written, there were certain elements that weren’t enough to interest me in reading further and since this post I wasn’t able to finish all the stories because they made me want to chunder, yet there were some entertaining ones that started off with a good concept before it turned into erotica. And just because I laugh at this sort of stuff doesn’t mean it wouldn’t be a good read for paranormal erotica readers because there is quite a mix of stories and different writing styles.
One final note and then I’ll shut up – because the book is basically erotica I do use some words that pertain to that so if you read it don’t go getting offended as you have been warned.
Beyond the boundaries of the everyday is an unseen realm where anything you imagine is possible. Your demon lover is waiting for you in the shadows, ready to fulfill your secret wishes and most dangerous fantasies. Here passion has a face and form both titillating and terrifying—and love has teeth and claws. Get ready to give in to your craving for something exquisitely dark . . . and different.
Hotter Than Hell gathers together a baker’s dozen of today’s boldest and best authors of supernatural fiction and paranormal romance in a breathtaking anthology that blends black magic with red-hot desire. From the tantalizing tale of a conflicted psychic vampire driven by a powerful, savage love to the strange saga of a Greek warrior woman battling to save the world, these are stories outside the limits, as hypnotic as the full moon . . . and hotter than the sun.
A while ago I bought an anthology titled Hotter Than Hell, edited by Kim Harrison. I’ve read one book by Kim Harrison, which I didn’t mind so I think that’s what drew me to it. Let me first interject with this tidbit of information – I like to think of myself as a very open minded person. I believe everyone has a fetish (even if they don’t realise it yet), some more ‘radical’ than others but still… I won’t judge anyone for a fetish. Even if it’s something I don’t like (we can’t like everything) I still won’t judge. I don’t care.
Whatever floats your boat.
I’ve recently finished the first short story in this anthology today and as a real life fetish I wouldn’t care. I could understand it, but in literature…
I just can’t buy into it. Most of these women so far are falling in love with ‘men’ they have encountered 2 – 5 times and most of those times are sexual encounters. Love is a ridiculous term in this instance, but it’s the term used in the stories, the last one being the most love sick one so far. Now I’m not a romantic, but I know romance when I see, read or experience it and this is not romance. To put it bluntly, it’s being cock struck.
Plain and simple.
I know it’s pure fantasy but please, why can’t they just pass it off as being cock struck, dazed or in lust rather then ‘love’? If I fell in love with everyone I slept with… Well… Lets just say that would be disturbing (at least I’m disturbed by that prospect).
Sure I could stop reading, put the book down and just walk away from it, but I’ve read 129 pages thus far and I’m stubborn. I have to finish it now. The only time I wouldn’t is if it really pissed me off.
Besides parts of it are amusing and just oddly entertaining to me as it’s odd and I do love an oddity. Then there are the golden little word nuggets that make reading a crappy erotica worth it, even if it’s only to laugh your knickers off. Golden lines like this – “Aedan groaned and he teased the entrance to her core with his erection.” Core? Really? That is one of the dumbest words I have heard for vagina in awhile (besides hairy taco and fanny). It made me stop and ask, what? If my vagina had a voice I’m sure it would ask the same thing.
I’m far from finished, being only at the end of story three and having nine more to go. So I will keep reading, cringing and laughing at the absurdity of not just words like “core” but the sheer impossibility of a woman falling madly in love with demons, vampires, sirens etc in a heart beat just because they are well hung.
Then I’ll walk away and read something stimulating and perhaps even titillating…
Edit: I have a question – After reading this review, especially if you’re a woman, is falling in love with someone when you’ve first met them something you believe is real or wish were real?