Rating: DNF
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Length: Novel


Greg Spain is not only a successful ad exec and senior partner at one of New York’s finest advertising agencies, but he’s also the most beautiful, brilliant, and intimidating man you’ll ever meet. To look at him – with his loose tie, his shirt constantly creeping out of his pants – you might think he’s a slob, but you couldn’t be more wrong. He’s what they call an independent spirit, who walks the world alone until he finds himself strolling through a park one night to get to a taxi stand on the other side … and meets the devil.

With a bolt of lightning in the shape of a pitchfork, Greg finds he’s made a deal with the devil. Now he’s cursed with a split ego, both man and animal in one form. Before he knows it, he’s caught up in full moons, dark streets, bloody trails, and prey beneath him.

To make matters worse, he meets a man would might be his soul mate, and even though his impulsive, reckless side causes his passion to burn bright, both know their love can’t be kept on a leash. Every time they get together, their love is accompanied by a dangerous passion that includes bites, blood, and scars, and Greg is haunted by one question.

Is it possible for him to be tamed enough for a serious relationship, or will he forever be The Blond Satan?

I was not able to bring myself to finish this book. At not quite halfway through (47%, according to my kindle), I decided to put it down. I wasn’t enjoying the book and didn’t see the need to force myself to continue. I was uninterested in the story, bored by the characters, and found the writing juvenile — not bad, just overburdened with filler words, adverbs, and purple prose in the wrong places. The behavior of the characters was odd, bordering on insane, with Sean, at his first meeting with one of his bosses, both insulting him and then in the next breath making a pass at him.

Greg Spain wants to sell his soul for something. What it was, I don’t know. What I do know of the man is that he’s narcissistic and vain. When wandering through a park, he finds a wolf puppy tangled in some weeds. He tries to help the animal and gets scratched. Now Greg’s a cursed man, turning into … an animal man, but it’s not clear if that’s just a more primal alpha male or a traditional werewolf or something altogether different. He knows he killed someone, but by the point of the book I stopped reading, he still hadn’t either thought about it again or cared.

Sean Majors is a young genius. He’s a new hire at Greg’s company and thinks Greg is really, really handsome and not at all wimpy, which he tells him. He also says to Greg, in their first meeting:

“You’re big, tall, and probably the best-looking man I’ve ever seen… in a rudimentary, unsophisticated sort of way.”

Fortunately for Sean, Greg — while posturing — seems to take it as a compliment. Greg and Sean soon enter into the mutual admiration of Greg society, and Greg eventually asks Sean out on a date. Camping. Where he serves hotdogs and lettuce. Sean, who first said he’d never been to the woods, soon proves knowledgeable as, after a furious fuck in the woods where Sean very much enjoys the man-animal (finding his appearance as the primal thing to be “[…] a little more rugged and chiseled, his lips lustier, his eyes glittered with green lust, and his brows were devil brows. They delved deep in the middle and then reached into a high arch.”), then tells Greg that not only has he been camping before, he also knows where to find the witch who lives in these woods.

While I could say the lying came out of nowhere — and I suppose it did — Sean doesn’t have enough personality for it to have been in or out of character. There are large sections of the story where, if there were no dialogue tags to tell me who was speaking, I wouldn’t have been able to tell who was who. Having the same lack of personality, the characters felt completely interchangable.

More than the combined indifference towards and outright dislike of the characters, the stiff, stilted writing and unnatural dialogue just made this a chore to read. Everything is told and nothing is shown. Several times the characters themselves say — out loud — what they’re thinking or feeling rather than having any actual emotion or trying to express any thought or opinion through action.

This was not the book for me. I was unable to connect with the characters, the lack of world building, the lack of depth, and, of course, the writing. Personally, I can’t recomend this story.

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