Bookish Mumma

My best friend’s eldest daughter is getting to an age where she’s getting into young adult fantasy which can include smut. I’m not complaining, she has someone safe to talk to about the things she reads and she and I often talk a lot about the books we read together. I like to think that it provides her with a confidant and a mature role model in me. For my birthday, she bought me this book. So, without further ado, here are my thoughts of the first 3 chapters as I read them.

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Chapter 1

I don’t want to be here.
Starting off strong! Love an opening that’s memorable

The only reason my father healed me the little bit that he did was to keep me from being fully damaged goods.
Well, her dad is a dick. No further comments needed on that fact at this point in time!

And while I’m only 50 percent human, I’m tainted by that lineage enough to not be able to see more than a blur of movement.
50% human, so not every part of the vampire is undead in this world? [insert drum sting here]

No, not a man. A vampire. It’s there in his pale skin, the barest hint of fang pressing against his bottom lip.
Vampire overbite?

“Cornelius sent you.”
The perfect name for an asshole dad. I can’t think of a single good person named Cornelius

One blink he’s a few feet away, and the next he hits me with the force of a runaway truck. He still manages to control our fall so I don’t bash my head on the marble floor, but I don’t have a chance to appreciate the consideration. Not when he surges forward and bites my neck.
Consideration my ass! He just wanted her on her back. At least take her to dinner first, not make her the dinner.

“I’m sorry.” I feel more than hear his murmur. His tongue strokes my neck and then he moves to the other side. “I can’t stop.”
Dude, if you can stop enough to say that you can’t stop, you can stop.

He gives a hard pull to my neck and I slide my hands down his back to his ass, holding him close as I roll my hips
Dat ass.

I need to come more than I need my pride.
It’s fine, girl, no one has pride when they’re horny!

My orgasm hits me even harder than the vampire did earlier and I come more intensely than I ever have before, crying and panting as I hump him like I really do want this.
There is no sentence that has ever been said or written that makes the word ‘hump’ sound good.

His knuckles brush the wet fabric lightly stroking my pussy. Despite just coming, I have to fight the desire to lift my hips in invitation.
I feel like it’s too early for this man to be a tease and yet, here he is!

He pauses, his hands shaking as if he’s fighting himself. He could have broken my wrists, could do so much more damage, and there’s nothing I could do to stop him. “Say it.”
Is this guy’s name Edward? Is he going to turn into a pretty, pretty princess in the sun?

He shifts slightly to the side and strikes, quick as a snake, sinking his fangs into the sensitive skin of my upper thigh.
Oh I am so here for the thigh biting! I predict 0 plot going forward.

Chapter 2

The amount of times being magic-less is mentioned so far, I’m thinking she’s actually super powerful, but hasn’t found out yet. Calling it right now!

The vampire didn’t so much as tear my skin, though I’m not about to thank him for it.
Him
Malachi Zion
Ahh we have a name for him now! Malachi Zion, the vampire with a preference for biting and fucking first and asking questions later. Sexy piranha.

I limp to where my suitcase is tucked near the door. It appears untouched, but when I lay it down and open it, I find things rifled through.
“Nosy ass vampire,” I mutter.
Sexy panty bandit piranha.

I’d heard bloodline vampires had a pleasurable bite, had even seen it play out during my father’s services when he moves through the room and bites a few of his chosen followers, but I chalked it up to vampire-on-vampire nonsense.
Can’t have a female main character without daddy issues

“Such charm you have, little dhampir.”
Well that hits different… I like it.

“Why not tattoo ‘sacrifice’ on my forehead in case I forget?”
And what, carry around a little pocket mirror to show it to you? How does that help you remember?

His sensual lips curve, and I loathe I notice they’re sensual at all. “Are you mad I didn’t fuck you earlier?”
My jaw drops. “You’re out of your fucking mind!” I throw my hands up when he drifts another step closer. “I didn’t even want you to bite me.”
Yep, she’s absolutely mad.

“Just call me your resident blood bank and womb. Suck me, fuck me, do whatever you want. It’s not like I’m a real person to you. I’m just a little dhampir, after all.”
“You’re my little dhampir now.” He brackets my waist with his hands, his fingers digging in the slightest bit.
Possessiveness in real life is gross. In fiction though….

I am so fucked
Literally and figuratively

Chapter 3

“Mina.” He says it slowly. “It suits you.”
And 3 chapters in, our female main character has a name!

[straight smut for the rest of the chapter]

In conclusion

This book is going to have absolutely not plot and I am here for it. In all fairness, I was warned that that was the case, though in her words, she did say “Minimal plot, LOTS of spice and too many dicks”. I’m finding it hard to relate to or like either of these two, but I’m told that they grow on you and there are more characters to get used to, so I’m looking forward to the character arcs. I’d love to see less of the word ‘hump’ in any context. In saying that, I have enjoyed these three chapters, but I’m hoping it gets better.

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