In a world where supernatural creatures openly exist, who can blame them for coalescing in one of the most fascinating and erotic places on earth? Welcome to New Orleans.
A conflicted incubus…
Laurant knows sex. As an incubus, he needs it to live. What he doesn’t need or understand are all those sticky and obnoxious ooey gooey emotions that humans intertwine with the physical act of enjoyment. So he’s less than pleased with his firsthand introduction to those feelings in reference to his last meal…they’re actually driving him insane. Crazy enough that he’ll face off against the baddest of his kind to keep his delectable morsel safe and sound and hopefully on his menu.
Not just your average blue-plate special…
Sure, in a moment of duress, Gun fed Laurant. The demon lay on the floor, bleeding from a wound meant for him—what else could he do but enjoy the ride the sex demon needed to heal. Unfortunately, the dangerous conclusion and surprising aftermath of their coupling only cements Gun’s need to know who he is and where he comes from…and to keep his distance from the enticing and deadly incubus.
So it really sucks when the incubus may be the only one that can keep him alive.
By far my favorite line in this book was about Uncle Hugh. It’s a hysterical reference that was so perfectly placed. I cracked up far longer than was necessary. There are so many more clues about who Gun is in this book. I’ve got some guesses but not because there’s any real hints that I’ve deciphered from context. I found Laurant’s dad quite interesting. He’s also not exactly as he appears either. I’m hoping there will be more about him as the series progresses. The Others were interesting. I didn’t see those events happening. However there are still questions left unanswered. I can’t wait to read more.
Four and a half
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