Chorus Grace thought he had it all; a successful career, a beautiful home, a handsome husband… But even diamonds can cut like a knife.
One day Chorus realizes the facade of his picture-perfect life has begun to show cracks and it becomes violently clear that the strong and trusting man with whom he shares his bed might be a complete and utter stranger.
The Wild Ones will spin you into a twisted web of darkness where in the heat of desire, love can become deception when a fantasy goes too far.
Joey Jameson lives in Brighton, UK; a world of decadence, glamour and intrigue. He believes life is better when drizzled with naughtiness and drenched in layer upon layer of sparkling glitter. His work is best appreciated with a hard drink and the lights down low and will leave you wondering just what goes on in that twisted little mind of his.
He is the author of Candy from Strangers, Blackout, Twisted and Interview with the Porn Star.
Stay tuned for more scintillating work to come your way soon…
The Wild Ones is a contemporary romantic suspense set mostly in Britain. The cast of characters is primarily limited to Chorus, Hilton, and Jules. The first and arguably bigger chunk of the book features Chorus as the protagonist. However, after one big twist in the plot, Hilton becomes the main character. This shift in perspective didn’t really work for me, though. It felt like ages I spent reading about things from Chorus’ point of view–how fearful he was of Hilton, how relieved he was with Jules, how trapped and helpless he felt. When the story switches to featuring Hilton rather than Chorus, it was jarring to say the least. One positive, I suppose, would be that even with Hilton as the star in the latter part of the book, he didn’t manage to redeem himself. He came off as an abusive, ugly husband through Chorus’ eyes, and his own narrative just reinforced the image that he is a small, selfish man only interested in himself.
I’m not entirely sure how I feel about this book, which might seem like a weird place to start a review, but hear me out: there are some really interesting features here. Conceptually, it’s clever, engrossing, and has plot twists within plot twists. In theory, I love the idea of a drastic shift in perspective, and that’s what we get in this book: the first part focuses on Chorus, a writer whose husband, Hilton, comes off as an abusive and self-obsessed manipulator. Chorus finds solace with Jules, the lover who seems to be everything Hilton isn’t. And then, when the book shifts to Hilton, everything changes, and nothing does, because Hilton is actually still a horrible human being. Only worse. On one hand, artistic points for doing the unexpected and refusing to redeem a thoroughly unsympathetic character. On the other, I found it hard to spend time with someone so deeply unlikable.When all was said and done, I felt conflicted, but I wasn’t sure why– the ending ties everything up in a way I found unsettling but also fitting, and while there’s something really noir about that, it wasn’t completely satisfying for me here. I think part of my ambivalence might also be because the writing style is so spare and matter-of-fact– almost noir, again, but somehow stopping short of the jaded yet evocative prose that would bring the sordidness of characters and situations to their full potential. There’s a distance to description here that I don’t think always serves either plot or characters– consider this scene, which describes some pretty epic violence in a fairly detached way: “He spit blood across the deck as a feeling similar to being hit with a shovel sifted through his body.” Maybe it’s the simile here, but “similar to being hit by a shovel” just didn’t convey to me the full weight I think this moment was supposed to have. Still, I have to say, it’s an interesting story. I didn’t see so many things coming. There are moments that feel satisfying, and characters who do things that are utterly unexpected (or not). For me, it was a mixed bag, but I respect the craft that went into it.
*I received an ARC of this book and voluntarily composed an honest review.
Once I schooled myself to not take the story too literally (first pulled away by walking in flip flops on Brighton’s stoney beach - stones tricky in boots!), it was an entertaining read. It was quite sign-posted in that I had an inkling of the first plot twisy and then just before the pov switch, I did wonder about a second one which did come to fruition much later on. A lot of police procedure was skimmed over I’m sure, as such things as death certificates perhaps take longer than 2 or 3 weeks! Chorus did seem to be heading from the frying pan and into the fire at one point. The last sentence made me think that more nefarious deeds would happen in the future