Author: Winter Pennington
Publisher: Bold Strokes Books
Available in print and digital formats.
I’ve always loved vampire novels, and with the Meyer series there has been an absolute explosion in them. Now my usual book store has an actual vampire section next to the fantasy section, and I’m starting to cringe a little.
I had been avoiding reading this book for sometime, as I made my way through the vast quantities of Lesbian fiction out there, as I didn’t want to get drawn into a Bella and Edward (albeit lesbian version) world again, which is all most vampire fiction seems to be revolving around at the moment. Of course, people who know what this story is about are screaming “but it’s about a werewolf!!” – yes, but you can’t tell me that vampires don’t feature heavily in this book, and lets face it, the werewolf combo still screams Meyer.
I finally relented when I had an itch to read a new book, and I couldn’t find anything else on the bookshelf. I finally decided to pick this book up (sorry Ms. Pennington, I fully admit that reading your book was an act of sheer desperation), and I’ll be frank, I am so glad that I did.
As soon as I had finished reading this book I ended up buying the sequel the following day (Raven Mask).
Okay, now to the actual book review.
The world in which the story is set, knows about vampires, werewolves and the fey, with the former of the three enjoying the rights of normal citizens.
Our protagonist is Kassandra Lyall, a wiccan werewolf, a private investigator who specialises in the Preternatural. while investigating a murder that indicates werewolves are involved, and the disappearance of a female werewolf’s brother, she meets Lenorre, an elite member of the vampire royalty of Oklahoma.
The story is light and straightforward, and I would even suggest that it it was a little bit too simple. As with most lesbian novels it is all about the characters, their relationships and interactions, which Ms. Pennington does spot on.
I would have to say that this book should be read in conjunction with Raven Mask, as you are sort of left hanging with Kassandra and Lenorre’s relationship. Not once did I want to strangle any of the characters (I can’t tell you how many times I wanted to beat Edward Cullen’s head against a very thick tree stump), and I probably have a slight fantasy crush on Kassandra developing, but that’s the lesbian in me not being able to help herself.
I am rather pleased with myself for having gotten this book, it’s deliciously indulgent without being cloy, and I look forward to the future offerings of Ms. Pennington.