Author: Candace Blevins
Genre/Age: Romance/Erotica
Series: Chattanooga Supernaturals Series (Book Three)
Publisher: eXcessica Publishing
Format: ebook via Reading Addiction
Rating: ✺
Links: Goodreads
Synopsis: When a wolf mates with a human, the child is nearly always a wolf. Briana was raised as a werewolf, but then puberty hit and she never changed. She’s persuaded a few wolves to bite her, but it never took. At nineteen, she’s going to give it a final try. This time, she’ll ask someone who was bitten instead of being born to it, to see if it makes a difference.
She grew up welcome in the Pack until she was branded a human. Her developing teenage psyche was wounded by their rejection, and she holds nothing but ill will for the Pack and all it stands for. However, it’s fine for a human to glare at the Alpha and tell him he isn’t the boss of her. Trying it as a wolf is another story. She’s determined to make a go of it as a lone wolf, but Randall — the local Alpha — has other ideas, despite the fact she’s property of his brother’s motorcycle club.
Briana was raised to be a werewolf and she finally feels whole, but the transition is different for everyone. She understands supernatural politics, but she’s going to have to maneuver through the highest levels of them as a brand new wolf still struggling for control.
**Disclaimer: I received a complimentary copy of this book in exchange for honest review.**
This female character needs serious therapy. I mean years and years of therapy.
I'm not sure that I've ever cringed so much when reading a novel. And I've read and enjoyed several BDSM themed books. Most, though, use the pain/pleasure and dominance in the bedroom, further strengthening a couple's bond outside of the bedroom. They inflict pain and pleasure then walk out feeling closer and more empowered.
This story, however, wasn't like that. The male lead was dominating of the female in every single facet of her life. She had no freedom to make any choices and couldn't even use the bathroom or wear clothes without permission. Couldn't feed herself, either. This all was OUTSIDE of the bedroom antics. Her entire life was in someone else's control. She was essentially a man's slave, even though the man pretended that he disliked slavery (hypocritical, I know).
The female lead could have uttered a safe word and left the situation but she had spent so much time being used and abused by (several) men that she didn't have a single ounce of self-respect and actually wanted to endure the pain in order to please this guy. I mean, come on. This is supposed to be sexy? No, thanks. I want my couples to have at least a small amount of respect for one another. Spank and torture/tease each other all you want but allow a woman to feed herself for heaven's sake.
When the couple finally has a normal bout of love making in which an actual emotional connection could be made, the author just flies over it and doesn't bother elaborating on those scarce moments, even after explicitly detailing all of the other, more risque, scenes. The moment to redeem the relationship was swept away... Such a pity.
There is no love story, here. It's just a story of a woman's willpower being worn down enough to where she gives herself over to a man and becomes his slave. Period. I never saw her develop caring feelings for him and even admits to him that she is only submitting to him because it's inevitable. Ugh. Just... no.
It's a shame, really, because I was intrigued by several of the secondary characters and might have been interested in reading about them. Unfortunately, I'm now afraid to try because I'm not sure I can take another relationship of this dynamic.
I'm not sure that I've ever cringed so much when reading a novel. And I've read and enjoyed several BDSM themed books. Most, though, use the pain/pleasure and dominance in the bedroom, further strengthening a couple's bond outside of the bedroom. They inflict pain and pleasure then walk out feeling closer and more empowered.
This story, however, wasn't like that. The male lead was dominating of the female in every single facet of her life. She had no freedom to make any choices and couldn't even use the bathroom or wear clothes without permission. Couldn't feed herself, either. This all was OUTSIDE of the bedroom antics. Her entire life was in someone else's control. She was essentially a man's slave, even though the man pretended that he disliked slavery (hypocritical, I know).
The female lead could have uttered a safe word and left the situation but she had spent so much time being used and abused by (several) men that she didn't have a single ounce of self-respect and actually wanted to endure the pain in order to please this guy. I mean, come on. This is supposed to be sexy? No, thanks. I want my couples to have at least a small amount of respect for one another. Spank and torture/tease each other all you want but allow a woman to feed herself for heaven's sake.
When the couple finally has a normal bout of love making in which an actual emotional connection could be made, the author just flies over it and doesn't bother elaborating on those scarce moments, even after explicitly detailing all of the other, more risque, scenes. The moment to redeem the relationship was swept away... Such a pity.
There is no love story, here. It's just a story of a woman's willpower being worn down enough to where she gives herself over to a man and becomes his slave. Period. I never saw her develop caring feelings for him and even admits to him that she is only submitting to him because it's inevitable. Ugh. Just... no.
It's a shame, really, because I was intrigued by several of the secondary characters and might have been interested in reading about them. Unfortunately, I'm now afraid to try because I'm not sure I can take another relationship of this dynamic.
In closing...
If dark reads with no real happy ending are your thing, jump at this one! If you want your couple to develop even a remote emotional connection, this might not be the book for you. One very sad and lonely sun...
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