Genre(s): Erotic Fantasy
Shy and self-conscious librarian Liz Haven has lost her job and home, and is desperately grateful when a long-forgotten relative invites her to come live at her eerie old house in rural England. Liz hasn’t been there since childhood, and her memories of the place are strangely blurred. When she does return to Enniswitrin House she finds herself the focus for the attentions of a series of handsome but strange men, yet she also realizes that great-aunt Moira is far from the harmless old lady she seems. Moira has plans for Liz that she is not telling, and there is magic at work here. Real magic—dark and thrilling and primal as desire itself. Each of her would-be lovers needs something from Liz that goes deeper than just the hot and increasingly transgressive sex. Liz is being seduced into a role she could not imagine, at the center of a web of ancient legend and mystery that will change everything.
Holy moly ravioli! I’m not sure how this book isn’t on everybody’s bookshelf already. I don’t even know where to begin. First of all, this was some of the most immersive writing I’ve read in a long time. The author clearly has a lot of talent, and I take my hat off to her.
And the plot…the plot! Mystery, suspense, history, myth—it’s all there. I sat down and read this in one sitting because I was just so into it. All the characters were interesting and engaging, especially Liz. It was a short book, but she still went through a lot of growth throughout.
And, of course, it was hot as hell. The sex was well-written and realistic in a way that I find most erotica novels these days aren’t. And, rather than the realism ruining the fantasy, it added to it. I can almost believe there is a little island of a house out there somewhere with some seriously shady and sexy business going on. Especially since I feel like I’ve already been there!
Go read this. Now.