|Kara's Wolves by Becca Jameson - erotica for specialized tastes
||[Feb. 7th, 2016|11:14 pm]
Julius Caesar's great-great-granddaughter
I didn't finish this book.
I could tell immediately that this book was mainly about giving the characters a reason to have sex. The height of romance (as far as I got) was the characters meeting in a kicker bar. And immediately lusting after each other because of the werewolf "this is my mate" pheremones. It's that minimal level method of getting people together by "he's hot, she's hot, they touch and the sparks fly" attraction. But I've read several books like this.
Strike two was a certain feel that the heroine in the story doesn't quite have a choice in the matter. The heroine acts like she's almost compelled to kiss the hero against her will or maybe just her better judgement. But it's ok, because he's hot. It echos the "gentle rape" scenarios of romances of the past.
And then there's the mathematical impossibility of finding your one and only true soulmate, but we won't go into that.
The final strike was that apparently the hero's best friend is apparently also soul mate with the heroine. So, not my thing
If you want to read threesome porn disguised as a romance, go for it. But if you're looking for a decent romance, look elsewhere.