Friday, September 27, 2013

Haunted Moon (Otherworld #13) by Yasmine Galenorn

We’re the D’Artigo sisters: savvy half-human, half-Fae ex-operatives for the Otherworld Intelligence Agency. My sister Delilah is a two-faced werecat and a Death Maiden. My sister Menolly is a vampire married to a werepuma. And me? I’m Camille, a wicked-good witch with three sexy husbands. I’m a priestess of the Moon Mother, and I’m training under the Queen of Darkness. Unfortunately, playing in the dark means that sometimes you stumble over secrets better left buried…

There’s a new Fae sorcerer in town—Bran, the son of Raven Mother and the Black Unicorn—and I’m the unwilling liaison between him and our new Earthside OIA. With cemeteries being ransacked and spirits being harvested by a sinister, otherworldly force, Aeval sends us to rescue the missing wife of a prominent member of the Fae nobility. Our search leads us to the mysterious Aleksais Psychic Network and, ultimately, to face the Lord of Ghosts where Morio and I must undergo a ritual that will plunge us directly into the world of the dead.

Haunted Moon: An Otherworld Novel was obviously part of a series of novels by Yasmine Galenorn. From page one it read like a pornographic tale. Excessive and pointless sex seems to be all this novel was about. For someone jumping into a series, like me, the writer did an exceedingly poor job of introducing characters and allowing the reader to assimilate new people and places before she rushed into a new set of characters. 

All of which was interspersed with gratuitous sex scenes with mixed species demon...things. I made it approximately half way through the book before I realized....I would never get my wasted 5 hours of my life back that I spent reading this. 

*I received a copy of this book in exchange for my honest opinion.  Carla

1 comment:

  1. This is actually one of my favorite series by yasmine galenorn, I've read every one of her otherworld series, and yes i do agree that there is a lot of sex in them but then again I enjoy those kind of books.


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