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Showing posts with label shelley Laurenston. Show all posts
Showing posts with label shelley Laurenston. Show all posts
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
Review – Big Bad Beast by Shelly Laurenston
If you don't know by now, I tend to go all fangirly when a new book by a favorite author is released. That fangirlyness increases exponentially based on how long I have been anticipating the title. Since I've been waiting for Big Bad Beast for three years, I'll let you do the math as to how high-pitched that squee was when I got it in my hot hands.
I was introduced to Dee-Ann in Shelly Laurenston's The Mane Attraction and met Ulrich in The Mane Squeeze and then had to wait another two years before I got to their book. So my fangirly squeezing when
arrived two weeks early to my bookstore, probably set off many a shifter given the high pitch.
To start, Ulrich Van Holtz is a chef who is an Alpha in the kitchen and a beta in the pack and doesn't let things like his father and brother hating his guts and plotting his death get him down. Add to this Dee-Ann Smith, enemy of his pack, super scary Alpha female and post Unit badass and you've got a story that looks like it's going to be a fight to the finish. Except Ric is wily and Dee-Ann is dangerous so it's probably best if you wear your blood splatter suit if you're going to read this story.
Like all good pairings Ric and Dee-Ann have a past, a violent one given their families hate one another, but a past none the less. Meeting when they were 6 and 10, respectively it went something like this:
"What are you looking at, shorty?"
Yep, even at 10 years-old Dee Ann has no problems with calling it how she sees it. Luckily, as an adult Ric and Dee Ann can at least see eye to eye; since they're the same height (a respectful 6'2").
I have been obsessed with this series since I picked up the first book and each additional story gives me more to love about the characters. The women are MEAN, the men are violent, and the characters are unforgiving about their shortcomings; really it's not their fault that you're uncomfortable with how much the lions eat or the wolves picking your lock and showing up in your bathroom unexpectedly…that's YOUR problem. The humor is well placed and each pairing doesn't fade into the sunset when the story ends. But the real reason to love this series if you haven't already bitten the bullet is the consistency of storyline and characters. Big Bad Beast also has the Big Bad Cameo! in Sara Morrighan, Angelina Santiago and Dr. Irene Conridge; each character making an appearance with requisite bitchiness/snarkiness intact.
From the prologue, to the vermin infested apartment scene, the smoker's commiseration, to the 4th of July weekend festivities B3 lived up to all of my expectations and continued to remind me why I anticipate each book in this series. Dee-Ann and Ric were fun to read because they remained true to their makeup. Dee-Ann didn't suddenly become a pile of female goo when confronted with the hotness of Ric and likewise he wasn't seduced any more than he already was by her skill with a blade. The elements of the Pride Series Brand of Humor were present in helping them reach the goal of couplehood: character with OCD of some sort (for Ric it's cleaning and torturing Novikov...for Dee-Ann its killing and torturing her family, when see can stand being near them), some really good fights (or brawls) with friends (Malone and Dee-Ann rumble wherever they can), those embarrassing family moments that no one can get away from (Hello door meet Alder's head) and the possibility of death for anyone who gets in Eggie Smith's way (Time to start the killin') .
I could go on forever about this book. Having it arrive two weeks before the release date (don't know how that happened, but I'm not going to complain) meant that I had time to devour the title 3 times...yep, that's right, 3. I didn't even blink, I would get to the end and then turn the book back over and start again, and the only reason I haven't read it more is because the digital version refused to bend to the power of my mind and jump onto my nook color before the actual release date. Dammnit! However, after those three readings I can say with confidence this is another hit in the Pride series from Laurenston and I'm hoping…HOPING that the next book is Malone/Reed. I'll let you know if I'm right.
/end fangirly
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Monday, May 2, 2011
The Bookish Fangirl Mind…Mashups
I like to think of myself as a fangirl.
For authors, musicians and any other media outlet I'm into.
But mostly for authors. So when I'm into several different authors I start imagining spinoffs of their titles or to use a music term, mashups. For example:

What if Brown Siblings met up with the The Sinners? (Rock out and Rock On? Tattoos for everyone? If anyone can convince Myrna to dread her hair, it would be Erin)
or

What would the Nauti Boys think of the sons of KGI? (All that testosterone and lots of female tapping feet, school marm style)
how about...
The New York Prides cross paths with The Breeds? (oh, the lion egos...the snarling, the scratching...and that's just from the guys)
I could go on, but I'd like to hear what the masses thinks. Who are your favorite book mashups?
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Thursday, October 7, 2010
It’s not always about the sex
Yes, I do read erotica...problem?
I typically don't get offended when someone raises and eyebrow at what I'm reading. This begs the question, then why am I blogging about it? And the short answer is because I'm going to put out there for anyone who cares to know that it's not always about the sex.
I typically don't get offended when someone raises and eyebrow at what I'm reading. This begs the question, then why am I blogging about it? And the short answer is because I'm going to put out there for anyone who cares to know that it's not always about the sex.
I'm used to people finding problems with the cover (too much nudity), the subject matter (too much sex) or the author (who's that, what literary prize have they won?). I've built up a callous to the remarks that I get and I even have a few zingers that I will happily trade for those who overstep the boundaries in providing an opinion on what I'm reading. The easy answer is that I like a happy ending, but a better answer comes from Alison's Wonderland:
"…we all love a happy ending (traditional or otherwise), especially when the characters turn out to be kinky."
And now I take off on a tangent.
I love it when the web universe coincides with what I'm blogging on. As I was writing this I ran across the recent SmartBitches post on Porn vs. Romance and I realized that in some cases when people in my life voice their concerns with what I read, I feel the need to explain to deaf ears why romance or erotica is not always about the sex. That's not to say I don't enjoy reading the sex scenes, because I do, but I also enjoy the interaction between the characters and the plot. Any of the authors in my must read pile: Shelley Laurenston/G.A. Aiken, Larissa Ione, Megan Hart, Lauren Dane, Jaci Burton. Lora Leigh, Lisa Lawrence, and Zane, all provide this. They build the relationship between their characters and create a universe for them to play in that offers a slice of life that I'm looking for at that time. I've even witnessed cases where the SEX itself is its own character, with idiosyncrasies of its own that must be navigated just as carefully as matters of the heart.
And now to reign it in.
People read what they do because they like it. The reasons behind it don't matter. I'm done with explaining myself, but I'm pretty sure I'll never be done with people giving me the side eye. For that I'll take the more childish route and hope that their face doesn't stick that way.
BV
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