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A review by paulabrandon
Deadly Sins by Lora Leigh
1.0
This one is sooooo bad, it's actually kind of funny. It feels like it's written by a teenager, with lots of clamping pussies and hard dicks as the hero and heroine have sex again and again and again.
I had never heard of Lora Leigh before, and I should have done my research, as she's an erotica author. Although this book had a fairly innocuous cover and a typical romantic suspense plot description on the back and words "romantic suspense" on the spine itself, it is certainly not romantic suspense! It is erotica. The term mummy porn comes to mind. The focus here is on all the sex!
I'm no prude, but my romantic suspense tastes run more towards Harlequin/Mills & Boon Intrigue, or authors such as Karen Rose, Karen Robards, Sandra Brown, Linda Howard etc. That's not what I got here. This was, basically, porn. The dialogue between Skye O'Brien and Logan Callahan during the sex scenes wouldn't have been out of place in a pornographic movie. ("Yeah, baby, take my hard dick!") ("Oh, Logan, suck hard on my nipples!")
I found myself giggling more than once.
The plot is garbage. Something about a town that is desperate that the Callahan cousins don't get to claim their inheritance, so they've spent 12 years framing them for the murders of loved ones and one night stands, with the aim it runs them out of town for the required three years, or puts them in jail for that time, as well as eliminating the potential for any heirs.
The rest is a hodge-podge of tired old cliches and continual sex scenes. If Skye and Logan aren't having sex, they're thinking about nothing but that, that's for sure! The "plot" is all over the place, with characters shooting in and out of the proceedings, a highly resourced Russian American popping out of the woodwork who knows everything about everything, mysterious conspiracies and secretive government organisations....
By the end, nothing - absolutely nothing - is resolved and the characters are no closer to learning the truth than they were at the beginning. What's the point?
Juvenile and often embarrassing to read, it's hard to believe crap like this can actually get published.
I had never heard of Lora Leigh before, and I should have done my research, as she's an erotica author. Although this book had a fairly innocuous cover and a typical romantic suspense plot description on the back and words "romantic suspense" on the spine itself, it is certainly not romantic suspense! It is erotica. The term mummy porn comes to mind. The focus here is on all the sex!
I'm no prude, but my romantic suspense tastes run more towards Harlequin/Mills & Boon Intrigue, or authors such as Karen Rose, Karen Robards, Sandra Brown, Linda Howard etc. That's not what I got here. This was, basically, porn. The dialogue between Skye O'Brien and Logan Callahan during the sex scenes wouldn't have been out of place in a pornographic movie. ("Yeah, baby, take my hard dick!") ("Oh, Logan, suck hard on my nipples!")
I found myself giggling more than once.
The plot is garbage. Something about a town that is desperate that the Callahan cousins don't get to claim their inheritance, so they've spent 12 years framing them for the murders of loved ones and one night stands, with the aim it runs them out of town for the required three years, or puts them in jail for that time, as well as eliminating the potential for any heirs.
The rest is a hodge-podge of tired old cliches and continual sex scenes. If Skye and Logan aren't having sex, they're thinking about nothing but that, that's for sure! The "plot" is all over the place, with characters shooting in and out of the proceedings, a highly resourced Russian American popping out of the woodwork who knows everything about everything, mysterious conspiracies and secretive government organisations....
By the end, nothing - absolutely nothing - is resolved and the characters are no closer to learning the truth than they were at the beginning. What's the point?
Juvenile and often embarrassing to read, it's hard to believe crap like this can actually get published.