The Novel Strumpet Talks Sexy Books and Reviews The Demon Lover by Juliet Dark! Demon Sex and Gaelic Language Whats Not To Love!

Ohhhh The Demon Lover! You know immediately my mind went to the 1980s Scott Valentine classic My Demon Lover, but for some reason I’m thinking that it’s just not the same… Huh… Who knew…

Anywhooooo… The wonderful Novel Strumpet just sent in, and by just I mean I checked my email and saw it and said, this needs to go up now! Anything with demon’s and Gaelic language, and specifically the sex lives of demons makes me happy… What can I say, I’m odd… lol…

Oh, yes… the Diet Coke is flowing through my veins…

Check out the latest review from The Novel Strumpet after the jump!

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The Demon Lover by Juliet Dark (pseudonym for another author)

I can’t tell if this was a romance novel trying to become a supernatural thriller or a supernatural thriller trying to make things more exciting with romance novel writing. Then there’s all the complex, this-within-this-within-this…there’s so many layers and differences it’s a little dizzying. I can’t honestly tell you if it’s good or bad. It definitely kept me reading.

Cailleach (pronounced Kaylex – Gaelic is a hard language…I’ve been trying to learn it for a couple of years, it ain’t easy) McFay is an author of a popular book about sex lives of demonic lovers (vampires, incubi, etc.) and has come to the bucolic college of Fairwick in New York to join one their folklore study programs. In fact, for such a small out of the way college they have a lot of specialized studies in mythologies, folklores, etc. She really wants to work in Manhattan, but something about the college and a certain house in particular call her to remain. I do mean that nearly literally.

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So Callie buys Honeysuckle House, only to discover that one of her favorite Gothic romance authors – Dahlia LaMotte – lived there and left behind all her notes and rough drafts. Turns out LaMotte wrote things not in her books, about incubi who attack all her heroines. Then Callie starts to dream of her very own incubi who may or may not be the same man she dreamed of in her teens when her parents died. Back then he only told her all the stories her parents use to tell her. Now…well that’s where the romance novel comes in. Meaning sex, sex, and more sex.

But there’s more!

Turns out she is being visited by an incubus, turns out nearly all the faculty at Fairwick are witches, vampires, succubi, and even the Fearie Queen herself teaches there. Then Callie finds out she’s actually part fae – part witch and is a doorkeeper. Meaning she can open the door between our world and Faerie. And it seems that one of the local families is cursed and her family may have something to do with it. And she finds out that her grandmother is a witch, which means her mom was a witch and that her father was fae (the reason her grandmother never liked him).

Oh, and that’s just the bare bones of the story. I could go into how LaMotte’s stories reflect the experiences Callie is having with her incubus, about the iron door mice, about the absolute “duh” of her last name – which no one ever mentions – and the college name, about the triptych in the college which shows the story of the of a human man being seduced by the Faerie Queen and becoming an incubus, or about the secret societies that are watchers over all that is magical….but I won’t.

It’s easy to say that this is probably set up to be a series of books, or at least a three book deal. Aside from the constant whiplash from the book trying to decide if it wanted to be a romance or a supernatural novel, there was a lot of interesting stuff. Almost too much. If I wrote down everything and dissected it this would be a ten page essay at least. Definitely worth the read and if there is more, I’ll read those too. I just hope that after stuffing me full with all the facts this one held the next isn’t anemic. I also hope that the next one isn’t so full either. For now my mind is so full, it’s had to unzip its pants.
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