Across the Stars #1
“Solae O’bora is an interstellar bounty hunter who prides herself on always working alone. But when her most recent job presents a challenge she’s never encountered, she realizes she’s going to need the help of the one man she’s always spurned, Raav Asirian—a powerfully handsome mercenary who exudes dominant sexuality and threatens to take from Solae the one thing she values most, her control. Raav is willing to do the job, but it comes at a high price: she’ll have to go to bed with him, his way, to get his help.
Forced to choose between failing at her mission and surrendering to a man she fears will consume her completely, Solae reluctantly agrees to submit to Raav’s every demand, and soon the two are engulfed by a fiery passion. And as they give themselves over fully to a frenzied desire more intense than either of them ever dreamed of, they’ll come to realize the erotic possibilities binding them are as vast and infinite as space.”
If I had both a fire-place and a physical copy of this book, I would throw this book into the flames. I adore a good sci-fi romance, and this book was the farthest thing from it. I was very irate a majority of this novel.
I can put up with a lot when it comes to romance novels (I have willingly read Twilight and 50 Shades of Grey several times), but this book was awful! No wonder it took me reads to get to and through this ARC. First off, I found no discernible theme, the characters just had sex, constantly. Additionally, many of the sex scenes are rape scenes. One of which the male starts intercourse with the female character WHILE SHE IS SLEEPING! Additionally he AGAINST HER WILL has sex with her! How can this be published!
I will never recommend this novel and will never willingly read anything by this author again. I do NOT recommend at all. (This is the worst review I have ever had to write, and I do not feel good about it)
About the Author
“I was born in Melbourne, Florida when it was still a tiny little town, and I was pretty much raised at the beach. At a fairly young age, my father moved us to Summerville, South Carolina. He chose South Carolina because Northrup Aviation wanted to transfer him to California, where he figured his three daughters would wind up getting into trouble. As luck would have it, I grew up to be a hippie anyway! At 16 years old, I ran away from home to go to Woodstock. I wish I could say I made it, but I got caught before I ever got out of South Carolina.”
I received this book from the publisher, via NetGalley, in exchange for an honest review.