Author: Nicole Peeler
Published: January 1, 2011 by Orbit
Summary: After a peaceful hiatus at home in Rockabill, Jane True thinks that her worst problem is that she still throws like a girl - at least while throwing fireballs. Her peace of mind ends, however, when Anyan arrives one night with terrible news . . . news that will rock Jane's world to its very core.
After demanding to help investigate a series of gruesome attacks on females -- supernatural, halfling, and human -- Jane quickly finds herself forced to confront her darkest nightmares as well as her deepest desires.
And she's not sure which she finds more frightening. (from NetGalley.com)
I have three words for you all...Oh. My. Gosh. Yes, profound, I know, but this book was absolutely, positively freaking Amazing with a capital "A". All my dear readers, you know my love and complete unadulterated obsession with my dearest Jane True. As you also know that includes her wonderful consorts *clears throat*....namely a sexy hell hound...and if you don't, then you should. (Or you can remind yourself by checking out my review of book one HERE and book two HERE) Because I'm telling you, there is nothing like the deliciousness of Jane True the half selkie!
Each book so far has had it's own beauty, it's own lovely developing version of the heroin, Jane True. In book one, we see her realize her worth, in book two, we see her realize she can take care of herself, and in book three....well...we see her realize her strengths. And, I don't think the fights between her libido and her virtue will ever get old. Maybe because I can relate. Especially while reading this book can I relate. Although, I think I side with her libido when I say, can I ride a motorcycle with the Barghest?!
Mmmmm, yummy, the smexy Anyan Barghest. I mean, I currently feel like licking my lips over an over just at the thought of him. *grrrruff* Oh yeah, that is one hot piece of hell hound. Seriously, just sitting here in this chair, recalling the deliciousness of his keister. I think he is currently my favorite fictional boyfriend. I can hear my libido and virtue now:
Libido: Come on Jen, just lick him a bit. A little bit down the abs, maybe he'll throw you against a wall...
Virtue: Jen, don't do it. Think, you're married and well....he exists in Kindle format only...
Damn my virtue!
On a more literary note though, I do think that Peeler has created brilliant characters and using her miraculous author skills, has developed them into a lovely cast of awesomeness. Plus, her plot content was absolutely amazing and pulled me right in to the craziness that is Jane True. I just love the way that Peeler can write the story like she does with all the uniqueness and beauty inserted and all the annoying kornyness kept out. She makes you feel like you are right there, in the action with all of the characters. Up close and personal and amazingly done.
This third book in the series, if you haven't figured it out yet, was absolutely marvelous and wonderful all contained in 368 pages of yumminess. And, with an absolutely friggin' amazing plot that will swerve and careen you into a world of fantasy that you will never want to leave what else can you do but pick up your very own copy. I mean, what could be better than furry brownies, science gone awry, mage balls run amuck and the sexiest damn man/hell hound alive, you just can't go wrong.
...He'd let my sleeping body know he was there to protect me, and my sleeping brain had thanked him by making him the star of one of the most explicit erotic dreams I'd ever had. And I'm someone who dreams dirty.
"Everything 'pony' is better. Especially pony-style."(Trill the Kelpie)
I laid my head back down, squeezing my eyes shut. "ohmigod, are you talking about pony sex? 'Cause if you are, I think you may have ruined me for life."
I stood in front of my closet, completely at a loss. What do you pack for a vengeance quest? I didn't have time to rewatch my Tarantino, and from what I remembered, Uma's wardrobe wasn't going to work on me. Imagine yellow pleather on a girl who was half-seal rather than pure Viking. Notpretty.
...From there, our team would "bring the pain"...and hopefully rescue the hostages held inside the lab.
"I was with you right up until you said, 'Bring the pain.' I've only ever brought cookies, or the occasional casserole."
Anyan's big nose twitched. "Well, for your first time, you can just bring a minor irritant."
..."Nothing's going to happen, Jules. Can I call you Jules?"
"Only if I can slap you each and every time you do.".... (Jillian - a guy)
..."Did you take your sassy pills tonight, Jules?"
"Seriously, Jane. I will cut a bitch."
"Where did you even learn that expression? Have you been watching RuPaul's Drag Race again?"