That Time I Got Drunk and Yeeted a Love Potion at a Werewolf (Mead Mishaps, #2)

by Kimberly Lemming

“Apply six ounces of Love Potion directly onto or into the desired person’s drink. Make sure you stand directly in front of the user, as they will fall madly in love with the first person they see once the potion takes hold. Reapply every two weeks for maintained effect. Warning: do not use if you are pregnant or think you may become pregnant. Side effects may include itching, obsessive behavior, impulsiveness and aggression, panic attacks, and in severe cases, a loss of consciousness and heart failure.”

Ok, the side effects got a giggle from me. I almost spat out my tea.

“Rejected Princess” was one of the craziest series I’d ever gotten into. The plot lines were filled with ridiculous angst, cheesy lines about true love and sex, and made a point to shove in every possible trope it could. But damn if I didn’t eat up that fifteen-book series like it was my job.

A romantasy book this self aware is HILARIOUS! I'm already loving this book more than the first one.

The creature shuddered and shrank back into the dark water. “What is wrong with you?” “Oh gods, where do I start?” I tilted my head as if in deep thought. “Hey, do you still want to know what I want? Cause I think I’ve got something in mind.” “I’m terrified to ask,” it groaned. “Have you ever heard of Omegaverse? If I become your vessel, maybe we can make that a real thing.” I clasped my hands together in excitement. “I’ll explain the basics to you.”

Really? This is meta fanfiction writing in a fantasy book. Hilarious,yes. But, fanfiction meta! The only way it could get worse is if Brie started going off about 50 Shades of Gray.