Kindle Notes & Highlights
It was a short, stout woman who looked like Marilyn Monroe’s great-great-grandmother, with thick white curls, a face full of wrinkles, and badly smudged rouge on her lips.
Did not need to know that, thank you. Now I'll never get that image outta my head.
Everything about this situation was weird. But I was Sam the venturer, dammit. I realized it was pointless to stand here and overthink things, so I was going to roll with this in the way that felt most right to me: A combination of correct moral compass and logic.
Don't forget sex
Even without it, this woman was incredibly alluring, and it wasn’t just her appearance. There was a combination of shy sweetness and coy sassiness that made her addicting to talk to. Shit, I’d only known her for like five minutes, too. Rein it in, Sammy.
You're a haremlit protag. You won't.
“Hey,” I said. “Do you know how to get back to Berta’s, uh… Bed… Birds, Baboons, Bandicoots, and Beyond?” I was rewarded by another giggle, and Kaz looked like she had just as many questions for me, but she didn’t know which to start with. “What are baboons and bandicoots?” she asked in a tone of extreme interest. “Oh, right.” I pondered this for a second. “I think those are more of a ‘show, don’t tell’ thing. We’ll save them for later.
Glad to see a protag that knows the cardinal rule of storytelling.
I couldn’t make my feet move, and my hands hovered near Kaz’s sides without touching her. Every atom in my body was screaming at me to close the short distance between our bodies and pull her into my arms. I wanted to consume every bit of the Enchanted woman. To kiss every inch of her smooth skin, to taste her lips, and to hear her moans of pleasure as I made her cum.
Haremlit protag gotta protag
“Eeeerrrr,” I groaned between tight lips at the rush of excitement in my chest, but I gripped my self-control because there was one more thing I needed to say. “What about protection?” The other main thing my parents had taught me was safe sex, and I was about to be too damn busy building a business and traveling the realms to have a child. Maybe in the future, but for now, it sure as fuck wasn’t on my to-do list.
Glad to see safe sex being mentioned. Such a rarity in this kind of genre.
“I’m taking you to bed.” I smirked. “I’m going to play with you until you can’t stand it, and then I’m going to fuck you until neither of us can move.”
Sometimes I wish haremlit protags would be a bit more subtle in their phrasing.
She dressed in a pair of black yoga pants that hugged every curve of her legs, and she topped it with a shimmery gold halter top and a wine-red duster jacket she’d found on double clearance. The thing had been marked down twice and was only eight dollars, and it fit her body like it was made for her. The jacket was supposed to fall to a person’s knees, but on Kaz’s short frame, it fell all the way to her calves and gave a fun cape effect to the outfit. The whole outfit reminded me of something Marvel’s Scarlet Witch might wear if she was trying to be incognito.
I don't think we needed that Marvel reference at the end, but then again, pop culture quotas.
“Here, Sam,” I mumbled to myself like I was a game show announcer, and I was revealing all the insane prizes at the end. “Have an inn. Guess what? It’s going to lead you to other worlds. There will be sexy women in them who need your help!” I scoffed at the absurdity of it all as I swept the cobwebs from the corners of the room. “But that’s not all!” I announced softly. “You’ll be paid a king’s ransom in gold for simple things that cost less than twenty bucks! You’ll make a fortune, and you’ll open a legitimate business in the inn itself!”
The series in a nutshell
