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"'ONE OF BLACK LACE'S FINEST EVER BOOKS' FORUM (FOR MIXED SIGNALS)"
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Format:Mass Market Paperback
Working for Louisa LeClerk, a high class madam, is something a simple clockmakers daughter would never have envisioned for herself. Yet, Phoebe Flood, takes on her new role as her maid, with startling ease and awakens a sexual hunger she never knew existed. In fact, she can't keep her paws off luscious Louisa. Under the light of the full moon, however, strange feelings overwhelm Phoebe; packs of clawing lupines invade her dreams, stories of wolves roaming the streets at night make her restless and threaten to disturb her sanity.
Meanwhile, Louisa is keen to train her maid the only way she knows how, via the forbidden jewel between her legs, but inquisitive Phoebe soon realises there must be more to life than the city of London can offer. This is 1877 after all, and time is ticking by. Although happy with Louise, Phoebe cannot quench her insatiable hunger for something more. If only she knew what 'more' was.
It's not until Phoebe encounters Garou, the boy who was raised by wolves, that she truly realises the impact of their fate. The answers that reside within the local stories of the flood of London and the bright full moon claw their way to the surface with a brutish force. With the assistance of Garou's feral instincts, and her newfound lust for life, Phoebe becomes a changed woman, in more ways than one, but what will become of such a modern Victorian lady?
Anna Clare evidently researched the Victorian setting, and knows how to write stimulating erotica, which is why Flood is an excellent read, but with one tiny whinge. I so wished I'd met the famous Garou earlier on in the book, as I thoroughly enjoyed reading about his adventures and sexual experiments.
I loved Phoebe's enlightening relationship with Louisa, and found it easy to imagine I was there amidst the numerous sexual encounters and Phoebe's quest for carnal knowledge. In my opinion, this paved the way for her first meeting with the handsome and well-hung Garou. All the sensual tension that needed release came to a rewarding peak as the last page was turned. And the pinnacle of the book was terrific too!
I am so pleased Black Lace bought out these paranormal titles. I'm already slavering at the thought of reading the next one. How much erotica can one woman take? Plenty, if your name is Phoebe, or Angelika.
Angelika Devlyn
Alternative-Read.com
June 2007
Meanwhile, Louisa is keen to train her maid the only way she knows how, via the forbidden jewel between her legs, but inquisitive Phoebe soon realises there must be more to life than the city of London can offer. This is 1877 after all, and time is ticking by. Although happy with Louise, Phoebe cannot quench her insatiable hunger for something more. If only she knew what 'more' was.
It's not until Phoebe encounters Garou, the boy who was raised by wolves, that she truly realises the impact of their fate. The answers that reside within the local stories of the flood of London and the bright full moon claw their way to the surface with a brutish force. With the assistance of Garou's feral instincts, and her newfound lust for life, Phoebe becomes a changed woman, in more ways than one, but what will become of such a modern Victorian lady?
Anna Clare evidently researched the Victorian setting, and knows how to write stimulating erotica, which is why Flood is an excellent read, but with one tiny whinge. I so wished I'd met the famous Garou earlier on in the book, as I thoroughly enjoyed reading about his adventures and sexual experiments.
I loved Phoebe's enlightening relationship with Louisa, and found it easy to imagine I was there amidst the numerous sexual encounters and Phoebe's quest for carnal knowledge. In my opinion, this paved the way for her first meeting with the handsome and well-hung Garou. All the sensual tension that needed release came to a rewarding peak as the last page was turned. And the pinnacle of the book was terrific too!
I am so pleased Black Lace bought out these paranormal titles. I'm already slavering at the thought of reading the next one. How much erotica can one woman take? Plenty, if your name is Phoebe, or Angelika.
Angelika Devlyn
Alternative-Read.com
June 2007
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Erotic historical fiction NOT a paranormal
24 May 2011
Format:Mass Market Paperback
This book has a perfectly lovely cover that screams "paranormal romance" with its hunky guy and wolf howling at the moon cover art but it's incredibly misleading. I was fooled, you have been warned.
This is not a paranormal erotic romance, this is not even a paranormal romance, this is a work of erotic historical fiction set in 1877 with a poorly written bit of werewolfery-ness thrown in as an after thought when the book was nearly over. It seemed almost as if the author had written most of the book and then decided it needed a bit of the paranormal to spice it up. It was all very strange.
The book is basically your typical Black Lace read with a scattered plot, some sketchy characters and a whole lotta sex, some of it skanky, some of it not. It feels like you're reading two different books because it skips between two story-lines that have very little to do with each other until midway through. One is the sexual awakening of innocent Phoebe Flood, a watch repairman's daughter who is destined to marry some boring man and live out a dull sex life until she meets an intriguing woman who is a high class "tart" named Louisa. Louisa hires her on to sew a gorgeous dress (which seems to take months), befriends her and gets her all heated up. The other story line features two males who have stolen some expensive phallus from a now dead artist. There is much interesting male/male action as we learn more about their time with the sexually deviant artist who awakens in them an attraction to each other they hadn't yet discovered. Turns out they are friends with Louisa, have stolen the phallus for her to sell (after trying it out first, of course) and that's how they're all connected. Weak, but hey, I kept reading so who am I to complain. It's all very disjointed and there isn't a werewolf in sight until page 180ish when Garou makes his first appearance. Once we meet Garou, the m/m relationship is dropped like a hot potato. The entire book is extremely disjointed and uneven. The author really should have written three short stories instead.
Anyway, the "wolf boy" Garou was apparently locked up like an animal for most of his life and is pretty feral. He even scuttles away on all fours several times. I don't know about the rest of you but that's more disturbing then sexy but I'll let you decide. A much older woman takes pity on this poor confused creature and allows him under her skirts to experience her "slit". Apparently, this experience awakens in him a need to diddle with himself all the time.
He ends up caged again, Phoebe sees him and has to have at him because wolf boy is oh-so-hot and has a huge pizzle hidden under all of the grime and hair. When they mate things get weird and the book ends and all is HEA. That's it. No explanation, no romance, no conversation (he can't speak!), no nothing but a boring quickie and a short epilogue. I feel like a complete and utter sucker for buying this thing and then reading every page.
This is not a paranormal erotic romance, this is not even a paranormal romance, this is a work of erotic historical fiction set in 1877 with a poorly written bit of werewolfery-ness thrown in as an after thought when the book was nearly over. It seemed almost as if the author had written most of the book and then decided it needed a bit of the paranormal to spice it up. It was all very strange.
The book is basically your typical Black Lace read with a scattered plot, some sketchy characters and a whole lotta sex, some of it skanky, some of it not. It feels like you're reading two different books because it skips between two story-lines that have very little to do with each other until midway through. One is the sexual awakening of innocent Phoebe Flood, a watch repairman's daughter who is destined to marry some boring man and live out a dull sex life until she meets an intriguing woman who is a high class "tart" named Louisa. Louisa hires her on to sew a gorgeous dress (which seems to take months), befriends her and gets her all heated up. The other story line features two males who have stolen some expensive phallus from a now dead artist. There is much interesting male/male action as we learn more about their time with the sexually deviant artist who awakens in them an attraction to each other they hadn't yet discovered. Turns out they are friends with Louisa, have stolen the phallus for her to sell (after trying it out first, of course) and that's how they're all connected. Weak, but hey, I kept reading so who am I to complain. It's all very disjointed and there isn't a werewolf in sight until page 180ish when Garou makes his first appearance. Once we meet Garou, the m/m relationship is dropped like a hot potato. The entire book is extremely disjointed and uneven. The author really should have written three short stories instead.
Anyway, the "wolf boy" Garou was apparently locked up like an animal for most of his life and is pretty feral. He even scuttles away on all fours several times. I don't know about the rest of you but that's more disturbing then sexy but I'll let you decide. A much older woman takes pity on this poor confused creature and allows him under her skirts to experience her "slit". Apparently, this experience awakens in him a need to diddle with himself all the time.
He ends up caged again, Phoebe sees him and has to have at him because wolf boy is oh-so-hot and has a huge pizzle hidden under all of the grime and hair. When they mate things get weird and the book ends and all is HEA. That's it. No explanation, no romance, no conversation (he can't speak!), no nothing but a boring quickie and a short epilogue. I feel like a complete and utter sucker for buying this thing and then reading every page.
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