I can't handle Lori Foster. In fact, I'm pretty sure I should only be allowed to read Lori Foster books when I am home sick, because that is the onlyI can't handle Lori Foster. In fact, I'm pretty sure I should only be allowed to read Lori Foster books when I am home sick, because that is the only way these books are enjoyable.
Although to be honest, I really loved the opening of this story -- Jackson Savor, manliest stud evar (except for books 1 and 2), wakes up, rolls over, sees a chick in his bed, then pukes! He's been roofied, but it's not date rape guise, because it's Alani and he totally meant to have sex with her anyway.
She's pissed because Lori Foster yet again made all of the heroines into potential victims of sex crimes or abused survivors of sex crimes or... No wait, I'm pissed about that. Alani is pissed cuz she thinks he's puking over his dislike for her. All the tender, romantic things he said the night before were obvious lies and blah blah blah sex traffickers blah chase scenes blah blah sex sex sex blah happy ending.
Anyway, on to the main reason for this review:
What is with Alpha Tough Dudez calling all women "female"? Am I crazy, or is it kinda gross and also weird. Like, if a dude was chattin' me up and was like, "lolz, females shouldn't handle guns" then... I mean, I would be out the door like a shot because I am 1. queer, 2. a feminist, and 3. scared of serial killer misogynists, but still, definitely at #4, upset and weirded out at the use of "female" for "human being."
And also: is it just me or are these private mercenaries like the worst crime fighters ever? There are just these nefarious ne'er-do-wells running all over this little town, shooting shit up, constantly forcing our heroes to run off and hide someplace really convenient for having sex in. Nobody actually prevents any crimes or figures out who they are or what they want or anything. The villain has an actual monologue at the end, to explain all of the villainy!
And then Tough Guize Inc is all like, "we totally knew the bad dudez were there and we let them think they knew we knew they knew but we totally knew and anyway we could not possibly let a female be in danger for even one second so we took all your guns away and made every decision for you". And then Tough Guy #1's wife showed up and was like "hahaha, I was also the victim of a sex crime and now I love sex so much!"
And I just can't with Lori Foster. This is not a three star book at all. But I am also feeling a lot better. ...more
The first moment Jamie’s first person narrative interrupted AJ and Alison, I kept thinking about the story this book could have told.
A story about AJThe first moment Jamie’s first person narrative interrupted AJ and Alison, I kept thinking about the story this book could have told.
A story about AJ, descendant of a man presumed dead long before he actually died, who himself struggles to come back to life from the horrors of war and addiction. A story about Alison, made to face the historical inaccuracies she based her whole career and professional life on. Hell, I kept thinking, is this really a romance novel discussing the awesome implications of micro- and macro-history, women’s history, and the influence of personal mythology on the historical record?! I wrote papers about that shizz in college! Now add that great, irresistible attraction AJ and Alison have for each other— the passion, the friction, and the heat?!
Too bad the ghost kept getting in the damn way.
Jamie is a convenient plot point. A dues ex-machina. He gets people into trouble and then saves them from it with his ghostly powers. He sees and hears all; he’s in all the right places at the right times, and when the going gets rough, he even gets new and even more unexplainable powers that save the day.
I wasn’t sure if it was Jamie’s fault, for hogging up so much narrative space, but I found AJ hard to pin down through the course of the novel. I kept having to remind myself this was a man in his forties and not his twenties. It’s not that AJ reads as immature, it just maybe that he is oddly insecure? So doubtful of himself, his feelings for Alison, her feelings for him… I especially felt a jarring contrast between AJ’s alpha male physical competence (how very handy, being an ex-solider, when you find yourself in a romantic suspense novel!) and a very beta inner voice. Perhaps Brockmann meant to underscore the lost years of his life— a man who spent ten years in a prolonged blackout perhaps maybe would be less formed as an adult. Whatever she intended, it didn’t work for me.
Alison I just doubted from the beginning. A 30-something tenured history professor, who has, in her thirties, written the definitive book on the most beloved subject of the American West? Who is totally in charge of all sorts of important decisions on a movie set where the director actually gives a shizz about historical accuracy? I don’t know much about Hollywood, but this read as pure romance novel make-believe. Ahem, ya know, besides the whole ghost thing and the unbelievable-attraction-it-must-be-true-love thing.
So, when all is said and done, I can only give Infamous a “eh, it was ok.” I wanted to love it, but couldn’t. I’ll give it 3 of 5 stars. ...more
At first, Mr. Perfect was funny and charming. Ok, the scenes between the four women was a little too Sex In theThis is a DNF- Did Not Finish- for me.
At first, Mr. Perfect was funny and charming. Ok, the scenes between the four women was a little too Sex In the City for me, but I tolerated it. If you are going to describe your characters as laughing their asses off at their own amusing banter, then the banter should actually be amusing, amirite?
However, I loved, loved, loved the interplay between hero and heroine. I mean, sexy, funny, no-backing down verbal sparring that just ups the sexual tension to a million? Sign me up for that book! But will-they-won't-they is hard to sustain when they finally do.
And when these two do, there is a terrible misconception about the pill. Part of the reason Jaine says no to Sam is because she is not on birth control. So, she goes on the pill. For ONE day. And then they're all hot & heavy and Sam says, "but will we be safe?" and Jaine is all, "oh yeah, I'm on the pill."
Actually, no. You are NOT infertile taking the pill for one day. That's not safe, open, honest sex, and that means Jaime is not a smart woman. My interest in the book diminished sharply after this moment.
Combining this with the fact that I kinda saw through the serial killer from the start... I put the book down and never returned.
This is one of the books that now contributes to my Stop Serial Killer POV in Romancelandia campaign. It's just not good. Instead of being scary, it's bad pop-psychology: trite, stereotypical, and boorrring....more