Storm Born by Richelle Mead
My rating: 3 of 5 stars
I picked this paperback up in a thrift store for 35 cents, after reading the blurb. I almost never do this, because the blurbs can be well written, and the books hilariously, well, not.
This one was! Well-written, I mean. Granted, I don’t like Tucson, AZ very much (I’m from a desert and they are awful places to be) and it is a paranormal romance (I think?) which is not my thing, usually, but I like it. It was fresh, and the shaman bit was pretty cool.
The whole thing smacked loudly of a 15 years-more-modern Anita Blake, minus the heavy-ego-hardboiled-detective aspect mixed in with Hamilton’s other Meredith Gentry series. Which I have read, ad nauseum. Maybe I should not spend so much time knocking Laurell K. Hamilton’s authorly choices if I am going to read all of them.
Hopefully as this series continues it will also stay minus the absurd amount of group sex…because I went out and bought the next three. And was ashamed to see, printed on every cover “Author of the Vampire Academy series.”
Well, as Storm Born’s blurb says, “A girl’s gotta eat.”