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9.17.2010

Hunger Moon Rising

Hunger Moon Rising
Ben Davis is a vegetarian, Buddhist, and … werewolf. Sorta. For the last three years, Ben has controlled his lycanthropy by avoiding team sports and doing power yoga. Because of his iron physical and mental control, he doesn't change into his less attractive form.

Danielle Linden is a reporter, Ben’s writing partner, and … survivor. Five years ago, she divorced her abusive husband and never looked back. She learned her lesson about love and attraction, though, and guards herself against both. The only guy able to crack her emotional walls is Ben, and he’s just a good-looking teddy bear who wouldn’t hurt a fly.

When a frantic father bursts into the newsroom and claims that his daughter, a local college student, was kidnapped by a werewolf, Dani begins an investigation that soon plunges both her and Ben into the dangerous world of the local wolf pack—a world filled with Pagan rituals and animalistic lusts.

Ben fears both for Dani’s life and his own secret, but things get more complicated when the Hunger Moon rises, an event that only happens once every eighteen years. With his attraction to Dani already straining his self-control … the strong and enigmatic pull of the Hunger Moon brings him to the edge of change.

Then Dani gains the perilous attention of the alpha wolf and Ben realizes he must give in to the dark side of his soul … and in doing so, risk losing the woman he loves—forever.

What the heck is with the length of this blurb?

Nevermind...

This is another story about a woman with, what she labels, a seemingly innocent, sweet guy friend when in reality that guy is a repressed freak in the sheets, hopelessly in love with our starring female.

That's how it all started for me, too. =)

Ben or Josh. While Josh from Wishful Thinking had everything going for him, he wasn't a shifter. Which Ben is. Josh also has the better name... So Josh wins but Ben was still fun.

It was pretty clear that Dani resented my intrusion into her perfectly ordered world intensely, but I didn’t hold it against her. She was one of the top reporters at the Sun Times and moving rapidly up the ladder. I quickly learned that my new partner was pigheaded, obstinate, and stubborn. She was also brilliant, gorgeous, and utterly unattainable. To say I was smitten would be an understatement. I fell hard and fast and never looked back.

The partnership that was supposed to last for two weeks had somehow stretched into almost five years, and had become the best and deepest friendship of my life. But that was all it was, just a friendship. That’s where the regret came in. Because I loved Dani Linden with every fiber of my being, but I knew by now she was never going to return that love.

After a lifetime, five years of it with Dani, Ben is losing his control. The superior strength he's been hiding is beginning to prove itself. His eyes are glowing. And he's growling. Slowly and surely, Dani is starting to suspect something is a bit off with her partner/best friend.

I've got to give kudos to Dani though. When her little sister puts the bug in her ear that Ben's been *waiting* for her, that he has feelings for her, Dani steps up and calls him on it. Well, sort of. She backs down pretty damn quick but at least she tried. At least the gears are turning.

And I was actually quite surprised at how quickly things started to unravel in this book. Dani was the victim of an abusive marriage and it was quite the task for Ben to earn her trust the way he did. Once she sees the animal side of him, Dani freaks. Even claws at his face until there's blood. Talk about a 'woh' moment.

Poor Benji. At least the guy's smart and looks to family for advice. Gotta love his mom and grandfather. Now those are some characters.

“I don’t believe in all that Pagan crap,” I said, clenching my jaw. “Lycanthropy is a disease, not a blessing or a curse, and it can be controlled.”

Grandpa sighed. “For the life of me I don’t know why you fight it so hard. Let me tell you exactly what you need to do. First, go tell that pretty little gal of yours that you love her and you want her so bad you can’t see straight. Second, tell her the truth about what you really are. Third, find a pack or a coven to celebrate Mabon with -- or just go off the two of you and celebrate alone. Let her watch you change. When you change back, worship the Goddess together.”

“Worship ...?” I raised an eyebrow at him.

“Take her, sonny boy. Make love to her. You’ve never had sex till you’ve had it after a change during the Hunger Moon. It’s the closest thing you’re gonna find to Heaven this side of the Milky Way. Why, I remember with your grandma --”

“Grandpa, please.” I could feel my cheeks heating. “I really don’t need to know the details.”

“All right then.” He kind of chuckled, like it amused him to embarrass me. “The point is,Benji , that the Hunger Moon is the time when the Goddess actually manifests herself among her creatures. After the Mabon ceremony she fills every woman to the brim -- you can see her shining in their eyes like moonlight, and it’s beautiful, just beautiful.” He sighed. “She’s most present in the Mabon queen, the woman picked to represent her, but every woman there gets a little piece of her for that one special night. You haven’t lived until you’ve fucked a goddess under the full moon on a crisp autumn night, sonny boy. You really ought to try it.”

As Dani insists on playing detective in her hunt for a missing teenage girl, she gets herself in trouble with the local pack alpha, Thrash, who needs a woman to fuck during Mabon. It then becomes a big hoorah for who gets to claim Dani. And, according to a priestess, if Ben has a true claim on her then his kiss will heal the wounds inflicted by Thrash during his own little claiming ceremony. Odd much?

At about eighty percent, in the days after the Mabon ritual, Dani completely flips her script and proves the stereotype men have that women are just crazy. How she made one plus one equal, hell, *fifteen* I don't know.

This was such a perfectly romantic story, but the ending just failed. On an epic level. I don't see how they were channeling anything whatsoever in the direction of McKinsey. Once again, the female POV just kills it for me.

*edit*
If they had stuck with just Ben's perspective, instead of jumping back and forth to Dani's, things would have been fine. Juuuuuust fine.

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9.16.2010

Wishful Thinking: The Swann Sisters Chronicles #1

Wishful Thinking: The Swann Sisters Chronicles, Book 1
As her 25th birthday approaches, mild-mannered Philomena Swann lives in terror of her annual birthday wish. Sure, she has a disinterested fiance' and a misogynistic boss, but from experience she knows wishing both away could result in disaster. Why? Because she and her sisters are one-eighth fairy. Not enough to give them magical powers, but enough to qualify for a fairy godmother from hell.

All Phil wants is, just once, to have the courage to speak her mind. She blurts out her wish and suddenly finds she can't stop. To her friends. Her boss. Her Nana. And her best friend, hot and hunky co-worker, Josh. Before she can do any more damage, she begs for the spell to be reversed. And it is...with a vengeance. Now everyone else is compelled to tell her the truth. Including Josh.

But the fairy godmother's not done. One more wish could change Phil's world forever- if it doesn't ruin her life first.

After the heaviness of Dirty Girl, I needed something light and funny. Look at that cover. And that blurb. Doesn't that just scream it?

I don't care much for book boyfriends but I'll take Josh as a book best friend any day. His first scenes in the book had me already smiling as he whisked Philomena away from her inattentive fiance to go for icecream and ended up teasing her about a foot fetish a licking chocolate from her instep.

I laughed. I chuckled a lot at Josh. But I really broke down when their eccentric old grandma, lovingly called Nana, screwed up a love potion in a room full of Eagles Scouts. Guys ages fifteen to eighteen couldn't get enough of old Nana.

“Holy crap!” Cass spoke out of the side of her mouth. “Nana’s having herself a Mrs. Robinson moment.”

Josh, though. Josh has charm. Josh is one of those guys that make the silliest joke just to see a girl smile. He's got knack for it, too. No shame. No shy pullbacks. Just pure male confidence. SO CUTE!

Midway in the book, things take a drastic turn. Philomena no longer has the urge to blurt out everything in her mind, but her friends, coworkers, and associates now do. And well, we learn that each one of them is some kind of crazy. I was chuckling pretty good until they mentioned furry hentai then it was full out, gut wrenching laughter.

But my enjoyment always circled back to Josh.

Josh was the perfect shopping companion because he didn’t start whining about going home to watch the game five minutes after they walked into the mall. He also didn’t mind giving his opinion on something she wanted to buy instead of just saying, “I don’t know—they all look the same! Are you almost done?” which was the answer she most often got from Christian.

The only time Josh had ever refused her was when Phil had tried to get him to have a pedicure with her. “No, Swann,” he’d told her firmly. “I’m your best friend but not your girl friend. I’m not going to get my toenails painted Tahitian pink so we can go shoe shopping together and squeal over adorable sandals. A man has to know when to draw a line in the sand and my line is right here, in front of the Pretty Pedi Day Spa.” Phil had laughed so hard smoothie almost came out of her nose, and relented on the pedicure.

Gotta love a sister's advice:

“See?” Phil spread her hands. “So what am I supposed to do?”

“Get in the car tonight, drive to Josh’s apartment and jump his bones,” her sister said. “No, wait.” She held up a hand as Phil started to protest. “First take a shower and put on my little red silk nighty—then drive over and jump his bones."

Near the completion, once again, Philomena tries to get her fairy godmother to correct the wish and once more... it's all wrong. This time, she says exactly the opposite of how she feels.

And I am so mad at myself for not figuring out the end. Duh! How else do you break a spell in a fairytale?

Wishful Thinking: Excerpts

So far this morning she had: one—called her elderly neighbor cheap and threatened to put her foot up her dog’s ass, two—had a harrowing moment of truth with the man she loved (well, was reasonably sure she loved, anyway), three—yelled at the little blind pencil boy and broken his glasses (okay, so he wasn’t blind and he wasn’t that little, but still!), four—she’d asked one coworker a rude question, told another to shut up, called a third slut, and told a fourth she wanted to see him naked. All in all it was the worst day of her life, hands down. And it wasn’t over. In fact, until she contacted her fairy godmother, it would never be over.

“This is Josh. You know—the Josh?” she gushed to her sister. “Isn’t he hot?”

Cass looked at him critically. “I’d have to see him naked to be sure.”

“Hey, hey, hey.” Phil stepped in front of her friend protectively. “He’s my best friend.”

“Meaning nobody gets to see him naked but you?” Rory wiggled her eyebrows comically.

“That’s not what I meant and you know it.” Phil felt her cheeks start to burn. “Rory, you know I’m engaged.”

“To a complete ass,” Cass said frankly. She stepped forward, extending a hand to Josh. “Nice to finally meet you. Any male friend of Phil’s who’s not her asshole fiancé is a friend of mine.”