I don't seem to be having a good week for reading Gena Showalter this week. I read The Darkest Prison Novella and was...unimpressed, shall we say? Now this effort...
This is book one in a multi-author series called the Royal House of Shadows. With this only being book one, I don't, as yet, know how each book is connected with the others, or whether or not I actually needed to read this one to get background information for the rest of the books in the series. Out of the four authors currently in this series (not all of them released yet) I have previously only read books from Nalini Singh and Gena showalter, but I am looking forward to trying the other two: Jill Monroe and Jessica Andersen.
I actually felt quite confident starting with Gena, who I'd read before. But unfortunately, unlike her Lords of the Underworld series which I really enjoy, and which has been known to make me laugh, cry (Book one! *sob*) and often blush, this one brought out some very, very different emotions in me.
Mostly annoyance.
Okay, so lets just get the things that annoyed me off my chest first, then we can move onto the positives.
1. It was incredibly cheesy. I feel like sometimes Paranormal Romance writers treat their readers like they are as stupid, vapid and insipid as their own heroines. Like I'm being guided around by the elbow and told in a very patronising voice "Okay, here in this room we have the hero of the story. Now I know he is very good looking and has slabs of muscle and smells all nice and manly, etc., but he is very bad and you mustn't like him. No matter how much you already know from a) the fact that you are reading a paranormal romance, and, b) it usually tells you in the blurb on the back cover exactly who the hero and heroine are going to be, I'm still going to be telling you for roughly three quarters of the book that he is out of bounds and you mustn't look at him, or think about him or have any kind of lustful thoughts about him at all, until I say so. Okay?"
How many times must we have this same plot? It's the basis of nearly every paranormal romance out there, and, okay, sometimes, if it's done well and you actually believe the reason they can't be together, and you believe the attraction they have for each other, and can understand why they are struggling to fight it, that's one thing. But so often, as in this case, it's not believable, it doesn't feel genuine, it's just a BLATANTLY OBVIOUS PLOY TO CREATE CONFLICT that you just want to say, "Do you think I'm stupid? Oh, you do? Oh....O-kay then."
This leads me to the next issue.
2. The speed at which they fell in love. So, without spoiling it too much (and it does tell you this in the blurb too) the hero of the book has been sold as a sex slave. Now, maybe being sold as a slave and sexually violated on a regular basis whilst chained, starved and tortured affects different people in different ways. Who am I to judge? But I'm just thinking that maybe, just maybe, that might have some kind of emotional, or maybe even psychological, impact on a person. If only just a little bit. And say, for example, were that person to escape such a...predicament, they might feel inclined to seek out some kind of help, maybe spend some time alone to try and come to terms with it, attend a class.....What I'm pretty sure they would NOT do, is seduce their rescuer and declare undying love for her after about 20 minutes, and then bind themselves to her for the rest of eternity...I'm just sayin'
Issue three.
3. Heroes that can't string a single sentence together, other than maybe "Og smash", and who say "Mine" more times than the seagulls from Finding Nemo, are not sexy. They just aren't.
The delightful chap also likes to reminisce about the threesomes and foursomes he used to enjoy (prior to being a sex slave, naturally). Not that he has any interest in such things now that he's met the love of his life (about 5 minutes ago) of course. He's just remembering them because...um...because...
"Og smash!"
And finally.
4. The female character. She was just an empty vacuum of space from what I could ascertain. She served absolutely no purpose other than to provide the eyes through which we could ogle Nicolai's physique.
So onto what I did like... Um, the title font's quite pretty don't you think?